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

Josephine fought every urge to strangle the Corporal with his own vocal cords. Thankfully, they arrived and the man was off, leaving them to fend for themselves yet again. They were back in what could relatively be considered home for the duration. One of the guards approached and offered them a cigarette, which Josephine happily obliged in.

It felt good to puff it in and let it out slowly.

[color=F48CA7]"It was just dreadful. That man wanted something more than just an interrogation, of that I'm sure. We seem to be out of it though, for now. I wouldn't be surprised if they try to pin the crime on us anyway. The nerve. Well, it's over with. I believe the loud Corporal mentioned freshening up and I could definitely use a powder. I'm afraid I still don't know my way around here. If you could lead me back to my room, that would be marvelous, darling."[/color] She took in another puff. Hearing Haakon cough was kind of cute. She hadn't expected the reporter to smoke at all. Their adventure called for relaxation though.