[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]

Regardless of the truth of the Lord Major's words, Josephine couldn't help but feel powerless in this situation. It was not often she felt she didn't have the upper hand. [color=F48CA7]"Be that as it may, I would feel better if I had it nearby in case...something did happen."[/color] The words left her lips and her mind raced back to Haakon. She would fight for her possessions to be brought back to her when they were safely back in the compound. Until then, she would have to rely on other means.

It seemed that something had been taken. Something was gone. So someone came into the museum and stole something? Lauren mentioned the crate she found earlier and Jo's thoughts went crazy. Was Haakon's death more than just an accident? Were they all in danger? This curse or whatever seemed to bind them all together, was it now picking them all apart? Now more than ever she desired protection. [color=F48CA7]"I don't believe I know what you are all referring to and I do not enjoy being left in the dark. What has been taken exactly?"[/color]