[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=c4df9b]Priscilla Harker[/color][/b][/i][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=c4df9b][b]Location:[/b][/color]The Museum  
[b][color=c4df9b]Skills:[/color][/b] None
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	Mosi couldn't help but laugh as she right away took his arm[color=c4df9b].” I'm not some pretty young innocent dame, Akhmed. I've had my own fair share of grown up moments.”[/color] She laughed softly as she did so. He liked the man so far, he appeared to have rather fun and natural personality. Mosi felt like they could form a rather good friendship. Taking his arm was more of a formality than anything really, besides it was also to prove his statement wrong so nothing bad about it. With a smile she followed until the moment the shadowy robed figure bumped into him, before running off on a bike of all things.

	It set her curiosity flags that something is going on and she quickly darted after Akhmed.[color=c4df9b]” Right, after you then.”[/color] She smiled widely, keeping right behind him as she did, looking about, studying the surroundings. Since that one ran away in a hurry or rather escaped, chances were good something was done. She wondered if it was a heist, wouldn't surprise her. Then again the escapee wasn't carrying anything visible so if something was stolen it wouldn't be big on the volume front. Or maybe it was something else entirely? She had no idea, but sure enough was curious about it as she can be. This was going to make a good story if nothing else.[color=c4df9b]" Was that a theif or somethign? Isn't there security in the museum?"[/color] She asked, wondering why non were chasing that person, given how fast they legged it.