[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=F48CA7]Josephine Clark[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/c224f7b0f20cc6f4e3f50ca5c82b572e/tumblr_oazl0uJv271todga9o2_500.gif[/img][hr][b][color=F48CA7]Location:[/color][/b] Docks - The Ferry
[b][color=F48CA7]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][/center]

Truth be told, Jo had been looking forward to this ever since she was branded. Getting away from the humdrum of the museum and the barracks. The only drawback was that she was not with Haakon. She still remembered her promise though. She would figure this mystery out and, when the time came, the story would be told and Haakon given the credit he deserved.

And, of course, a movie would naturally follow.

She would let that figure itself out later. She had dressed for sailing today. She wore a Navy Blue [url=https://img.ltwebstatic.com/images/pi/201707/6b/14996498862072891182_thumbnail_600x.jpg]dress[/url] reminiscent of sailors. She thought it would be a nice nod. Plus it helped with the heat. She sidled over to the rest, particularly Nora. She had to admit her talk to the girl was good for both of them. She hoped the girl would take her advice. And maybe find a nice man. [color=F48CA7]"I am so looking forward to this. Frightfully fun."[/color] Jo ignored the new woman who approached to talk to George. It seemed he had a sister. More people the merrier, she supposed.

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=F7E2E8]Faye Masterson[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://steamusercontent-a.akamaihd.net/ugc/920294682284009688/2C3E86F3AEFCAC130B3FCF8AC67BC1264F2A7298/?interpolation=lanczos-none&output-format=jpeg&output-quality=95&fit=inside%7C1024%3A641&composite-to=*,*%7C1024%3A641&background-color=black[/img][hr][b][color=F7E2E8]Location:[/color][/b] Aboard The Boat (2nd Story Rails)
[b][color=F7E2E8]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][/center]

Faye often did enjoy people watching and there was certainly people here that needed watching. It may have been her eager mind at work, but she was sure that something exciting was about to happen. She was practically shaking with anticipation. It only settled her down to know that her partner (if one could call him that) Richard was near her. She didn't dislike the man. Far from it, he was smart and knew his stuff, but he waved off the supernatural as if it were nothing and credited himself with being her protector. She needed no man watching over her shoulder. However, she would be remiss to not show that she was thankful for the help.

[color=F7E2E8]"Well, and I know you'll be flippant about this, but I am positive there is more in the works there. I mean, Egypt is riddled with mystical history. I am positive we are heading in the right direction. I mean, we are heading to his last known location, right? Surely there is something there."[/color]

She looked around her, at the people. There was an assortment of color. This certainly would not be boring, at the very least.