[center][h2][color=gray]Cara Osborne[/color][/h2]
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[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Ink Shields
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] Sloane [@Kidd][/center][hr]
Cara smiled down at Sloane's pet, leaning down to brush a finger over the head of the feline as greeting before standing up once more. [b][color=gray]"Tea please. It's the one way to my heart."[/color][/b] Cara replied. As Sloane walked towards the table filled with goodies, Cara leaned against the counter, her arms crossed against her chest.

[b][color=gray]"Y'know the assignment Gandalf- I mean Grimbold - asked us to do?"[/color][/b] She began. It was best to just ask Sloane upfront. Cara was willing to provide Sloane with a helping hand too, unless she already had an idea and wanted to call on this favour some other time. [b][color=gray]"My target is possibly paranoid. While whispering might do the job, I need your help to make sure she stays inside."[/color] [/b]

Cara had no idea what Gandalf had in store for them all, and while she never questioned his motives, it was strange that these particular people were chosen to be tormented by the critter family until they refused to step outside for a particular day. If Cara was certain that Gandalf wouldn't use her like a pincushion, like he did with the swan, she would've asked.

But Cara preferred not to be a pincushion, so that was out.

[b][color=gray]"I'm willing to offer my services to you, should you need any help with your target-- wait, do you even know who yours is?"[/color][/b] She asked, swiping the pen on the counter and fiddling with the lid, keeping her hands busy.