[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] Outer Hallway -> Elite Deck
[b][color=F48CA7]Skills:[/color][/b] Perception[hr][/center]
Josephine was used to being admired by men and hated by women. It came with the territory. Once viewed on the screen, she became a sort of prize. A trophy to be won by whoever wished. Some men saw pursuing her as a game. Something to brag about to the other fellows in the cigar lounge. "Lads, you won't believe who I had the other night." It turned her stomach the way some men would see other women in this light. Even those not famous like her. She had a sort of power, though. And she would not be a victim. No, not again.

Reddish, however, seemed unlike those other men. She had to admit she was skeptical at first. After all, her dealings with the Lord Major and his army lads did not start off on the right foot, remembering the talk the Lord Major had with her and Haakon. However, she had hoped that this was over with and that she was a trusted ally among these people. After all, here she was on the ship with them. Reddish was different though. He was almost cute in the way he was so flabbergasted at having her there. [color=F48CA7]"Why darling, of course. It is the least I can do for your kindness. We should find a better vantage point for the photograph though."[/color]

As she moved, entranced by the beautiful night, she missed the hole in the floor as her heel hit it and she began to fall forward. She let out a breath, trying to gasp or scream, as she began to plummet to the deck floor.


[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]Lower Deck Dining Area -> Main Deck (Open Air Lounge)
[b][color=F7E2E8]Skills:[/color][/b] Perception[hr][/center]

Faye giggled again, noting that Richard seemed to be in better spirits. He was, after all, her only "friend" on this ship. Losing him as an ally was not the smartest option, even if he didn't believe in her profession or abilities. She followed after Richard, looking around as she did so. They were on a ship with others bound to the same destination. Surely there had to be information to be gained on here.

Once on the main deck in the lounge, Faye noticed a blonde haired man drinking from a bottle of booze. Normally one would drink from a glass, but this man was doing so in a nervous nature. [color=F7E2E8]"I believe we may stand a better chance apart to start. I am going to go talk to that man."[/color] She referred to the blonde man drinking. She parted from Richard and made her way over to him. [color=F7E2E8]"Do pardon my intrusion, good sir, but I could not help but notice you drinking without a glass. Is everything all right?"[/color]