[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] Elite Cabin Deck
[b][color=F48CA7]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][/center]

Satisfied with their next course of action, Josephine stood up, helping Vera. [color=F48CA7]”Oh trust me, darling. I’ll put on the show of a lifetime for you. No need for them to find out what we really intended on here. The thieves could become privy that way. Heck, the crew might be involved for all we know. Anyway, shall we head off then? I don’t wish to remain here a moment longer, though I would love to meet the man who stole from me so I can let him have it.”[/color]

She gave Reddish a skeptical look as the man seemed to be enjoying his situation more than he ought to have. But she let it slide. After all, how many people got to run around with Hollywood fame and a lady of such class as Lady Munn? The irony of that did not leave her too, given Vera’s clumsy nature, but she still held herself, which was impressive. With the three of them on the same page, she left the room and made her way out on to the deck.

She gave a cursory glance around, to see if anyone spotted them. They had their cover story, just in case. [color=F48CA7]”All right, which way was it? I’m afraid my sense of direction is not the best and this haze around is still not making it easy to find one’s way around.”[/color]

[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]Arthribis (Underground)
[b][color=F7E2E8]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][/center]

Faye hadn’t been given much room to work with, so her best guess was nothing more than conjecture at this point. She was, however, thankful Richard had put his cigarette out. [color=F7E2E8]”Yes, we wouldn’t want you catching on fire. Again.”[/color] She gave him a warning look. She tried to inch her way closer, but it seemed the members of the crew before them had a good idea.

The one woman, Miss Kingston if the Egyptian man was to be believed, seemed to have a knack and an idea of what to do. [color=F7E2E8]”I don’t mean to intrude as I am sure you are capable, but I pride myself on my own puzzle solving abilities. Perhaps if we put our heads together we can figure it out?”[/color] And the sooner the better, in her opinion. The haze wasn’t leaving, and the smell was worse, if anything. Though that could be getting to her head.

The other woman with them let out a curse word, but one she had grown accustomed to in New York. And any sane person may have looked at her and listened to her story and thought of her as nuts. Crazy? Psychics aren’t real and neither are monsters. But Faye knew better. She knew the danger of crossing the other unknown. [color=F7E2E8]”The smell is from this…monster then? That means….oh goodness. Yes, we should leave now! Even if it isn’t that, it could be something worse.”[/color]