#cliona 01

[tcnaciious-a-blog]

@championofgold continued from (x)

          “I didn’t mean it like that...well not like that. It was more like a warnin’ label for me. I tend to attract the worse kinda trouble you can imagine,” she offered a small smile. As much as she wanted to make friends she knew she had to be careful as trouble had a nasty way of finding her and those she was around.

[insufflare-blog]

@championofgold

“I don’t suppose you have a moment?” Katherine’s voice is exceedingly kind, but not quite friendly. It’s one of those things that suggests she’s doing something only because she has to, but, has no intentions of making an enemy out of a stranger. Not yet. Things are too new, and there is too much of her that has been stuffed into a strange corner, inaccessible. “I’m afraid I’ve gotten myself turned around. I’m looking for a pharmacy, this one.” 

She shows a scrap of paper, in which a name is written down in tall, loopy letters. It’s just a name, no true address attached to it. However, Katherine doesn’t seem to let that deter her from asking. “I’m looking for this place. I was told it’s the best possible.” 

By the looks of her, the pharmacy would likely be of great assistance.