[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=F48CA7]Josephine Clark[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/8bfe4de44140ed062d7b4ebdc40a815b/tumblr_og1mi12uF91utmdtuo1_400.gif[/img][hr][b][color=F48CA7]Location:[/color][/b] The Museum
[b][color=F48CA7]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][/center]

It seemed all was not well at the museum. Unaware of such things as her thoughts raced, she found herself on a bench outside of Lady Munn's office. Thankful to be able to sit down and process it all, it took her a minute to realize what was going on. Nerves were running and the tension was so thick you could cut it. The Lord Major gave her his flask and she helped herself to a shot from it, feeling the warmth of the liquor burn her throat. She needed that.

Still, she watched as the Lord Major and Neema step outside the office, weapons drawn on the both of them. She felt powerless without her own weapon on her person and she would damn well make sure when she returned that she have it on her at all times. She looked at the blonde woman as she tried to comfort her. She couldn't be bothered with frivolities. She didn't need comforting, she needed answers!

[color=F48CA7]"What the hell is going on? Are we in danger? I'm unarmed myself."[/color]