[color=a187be]"Wuh?!"[/color] Charlotte had been quite surprised to have someone nearly run into her. She stumbled backwards a bit, almost tripping over her own admittedly slightly uncoordinated feet. Her fault for walking so close to them, but she had been so lost in thought she hadn't even been paying attention. Well, that was fine she should just apologize and move on. Easiest that way - and now she was being dragged off by this girl. [color=a187be]"Hey hey, wait a second! I'm rather busy-"[/color] her pleas fell on deaf ears however, and she soon found herself dragged off to the side before she could say anything. Not like she was strong enough to protest, either.

Once she had gotten back on her feet and out of the grasp of this incredibly rude woman she dusted off her cloak with her hands, fixing the woman with a glare and ignoring the paper showed to her for a moment.

[color=a187be]"Complain? Rude to [i]complain?[/i] Oh yes, [i]that[/i] is the rudest thing you've done here. Dragging someone off against their will isn't rude at all, noooo."[/color] She grumbled, sighing with a shake of her head. She had half a mind to simply ignore this woman and move on, but then the paper caught her eyes.

That...no, no, it couldn't be.

All hostility in her face faded almost instantly as she snatched the paper from the other girl. She turned, studying the paper and sigil intently. This...could this be legitimate? Or was someone playing a trick on her again? Unlikely. She had never seen this girl before...so could it be genuine? The chances were good, then! Right. She should let herself get excited or carried away. She turned back to the girl, unable to hide visible excitement.

[color=a187be]"Where did you get this?"[/color] She asked, seemingly forgetting the meaning of the phrase 'personal space'. If she found someone that shared her interest, then...then maybe this would be interesting? She couldn't keep her hopes up, but it was difficult not too. [color=a187be]"I mean, yes yes, I know what this is."[/color] Finally recollecting some semblance of decorum, she took a few steps back, clearing her throat. [color=a187be]"Well, somewhat. It's an emblem relating to a long-dead Empire known as Harena. And it just so happens I've recently been...researching it for my own reasons."[/color] She handed the emblem back to the woman. [color=a187be]"...so what are you doing with it? Are you a scholar, perhaps?"[/color]