[center][h1][Color=F48CA7]Josephine Clark[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=F48CA7]Location:[/color] The Prison[/center][hr]

Josephine sighed at her last ditch effort to have any sort of help in this situation. They were on their own for the time being. That was all well and good. She would give them heck if she had to. She followed them inside, making sure to keep her distance. After all, she had to assume the men that stayed her hadn't seen a woman for a long time and she would be damned if she was the first.

As they neared their destination, she saw the vile man Abbas being dragged away and his smirk was undeniable. She wanted to smack the man, but he looked quite beaten up enough. Still, she was sure he thought he had the upper hand in this situation and he would come to find out that it would not be the case.

Finally, they made it to their interrogations, but the wanted to separate them. And the Warden himself stood out. He looked at her in a matter that made her stomach do some turns.

Well, ain't this just peaches?

She wouldn't back down though. She'd been looked at before, this was nothing new. She turned to face Haakon, [color=F48CA7]"Please, darling, have I ever been anything but gentle?"[/color] She gave him a wink before turning to the Warden, [color=F48CA7]"Well then Mr. Warden, let's get this done."[/color] She stepped inside his office and awaited him.