starter: @calebdraper location: high gate cemetery
A rather small smile escaped her upon noticing a familiar tall silhouette standing in front of the entrance to the Circle of Lebanon.. what were the odds? But then again - was it really so simple as a matter of fate? A barely heard chuckle escaped her as the smile vanished from her features.. there was no such thing as fate - we were the masters of it. Certain he had not heard her as it was one of her silence to be wrapped up in the silence, Tara took a couple of steps closer to the man. "What is this," speaking in a low voice as if not to wake up those who could not be awoken, "have I caught Mr. Draper off guard?" The corners of her lips had slowly risen up.













