[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=F48CA7]Josephine Clark[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://33.media.tumblr.com/affab699158c0620805ebea127a7bafb/tumblr_nbvd4q1xza1r609zyo1_250.gif[/img][hr][b][color=F48CA7]Location:[/color][/b] Vara's Office
[b][color=F48CA7]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][/center]

Josephine eyed the others as the cat hissed, almost as if the beast was speaking to them, suggesting that perhaps there is danger in reading books. Then again, if you had asked her before all of this, she would have called you crazy and suggested writing a script based off that insane idea. Now, it seemed more likely than ever that mysterious forces were at work and, perhaps, the book in question was the culprit? She wouldn't dare share those feelings with Vera though. The woman was clearly beating herself up already, Josephine didn't want to add to that.

Then that man from the other day entered and spoke about his own branding. Josephine idly glanced at her own mark before turning up to gaze at the man, wondering what Vera would make of this. Was it because they lost Haakon? Or was it because these new people entered into the scene and were now chosen? Either way, it seemed too much of a coincidence. [color=F48CA7]"More marks? Seems others are being roped into this adventure."[/color]

Josephine was still of the mindset that there was another player in this wicked game. Someone, possibly one of their own, orchestrating everything. Haakon's death, Peter's death. Whether it be mortal or otherwise, she was invested in figuring this out.