What was she supposed to do? Just keep walking like some idiot? Nah. She needed food, drink, and rest. With her black hair tickling her back, she walks into the pub only to be greeted with scents of food and other things. Dressed head to toe in white; High collared buttoned down shirt, long coat, and white skirt with white boots, she looks like an angel almost, minus the whole angelic feeling to it. Holding onto a gray colored bear that looks rather brand new and quite upset, as it was sitting in the corner of her arm. There was no apparent weapons on her. Walking over, she takes a seat at the bar. Crossing her legs, as she heel on he r boot hooks into the lower rung on the stool, if there was one. Stomach growling, she looks to the person behind the bar to get something to eat, drink and find out where the next place she is going to sleep will be.
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Mon Jul 27, 2009 1:31 pm