Lucy had started to approach the duo of people, who recently became a trio when one of them came out of a building. She couldn't hear what was being said all that clearly as she approached, but it seemed like they were making friendly small talk. She wondered how exactly she should introduce herself. Should she go for the energetic and spunky approach, or the friendly quiet one? Maybe a mix? energetically quiet?...scratch that one. It might be a bit hard to be energetically quiet, so she settled on her normal friendly and somewhat loud greeting.

**"Hellooo!~"** She cheerfully shouted as she approached the group of people, still some distance way. **"Sorry, I'm kinda new in town and I was-"** And that's when she saw it.

The evil little pointy thing from the pits of the deepest parts of hell. She stopped mid sentence, her cheerful smile slowly turning into one of utter terror, little beads of cold sweat began to form on her forehead. What was this nice looking man doing with a tool of such unholy evil as a syringe? He...he couldn't be a _doctor_, could he? Those accursed infidels who practice the dark arts of science, could they?

**"Uh...uhm..."** She tripped over her words as her mind tried to recollect itself and tried to pry her eyes off of the medical instrument. "**I-im kind of new in town and...and was wondering if...if any of you uhm...knew of..."** She couldn't take it any more. She couldn't take her eyes off of the instrument in front of her. **"knewofanyplaceIcouldgetabook!"** she rapidly squeaked out. She had meant to ask if there was any place she could get a good book - like a library, but that syringe...just completely threw her off.