[center][h3][color=00746b]Augustus Wesley | Outside | Pharmacy[/color][/h3][/center]
[indent][color=00aeef]Augustus decided to ask around town as to where the best pharmacy is. Some ignored him, others gave him wrong directions, but the very few mysterious pupil had pointed him to all the glamour and splendor of Madam Fortworth, the woman of the St Catherine Apothecary. They told him that she's one of the best pharmacists around, and had knowledge beyond comprehension. Honestly, with the way these people looked, Augustus had his doubts. Initially. Then they subsided and he decided to pay that place a visit. Maybe get this white stuff checked out. Sure, he didn't find much joy in doing this for Louis, but now that he's been given the privilege of getting promoted, he won't deny any actual household orders. He enters the Apothecary and finds it. . .familiar. He's never been here before, but something about this place reminded him of the Ventrue nest.

He doesn't speak once he's in, and finds the counter empty. Drawing the white thing out, he places it in the table and waits. Patiently. He expects there to be a woman that can give him a bit of that knowledge, but he wouldn't know. He's never been here before. He's looking around subtly, though, and finds a few perplexing decors about and hanging. It interested him, but his expression does not share his psychological engrossment into these little elements.[/color][/indent]

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