Annabel understands the need to investigate. It's what she's been doing or...pretty much the entire time she arrived. Which granted, has not been long and is more in line with a tourist than a scout but well.
At the moment, she and her mechanical cat, Bartholomew, are making their way down the street, a bag of groceries under one of her arms.
She doesn't actually have a place to live yet, she's squatting in a mostly abandoned building, but she's fine with that. Although she had lived quite well before her parents died and she had plenty of money, she couldn't seem to find a place she wanted to call home. Or a lab for that matter.
The lab mattered more.
She stops for a moment to admire the motorcycle, studying it's design. She has no interest in automotive of any kind but it's curious to see their deign and efficiency. Bartholomew is staring intently at it as we, tail flicking back and forth as he occasionally makes a small noise towards his mistress.
Hope you don't mind the lateness of this tag.
At the moment, she and her mechanical cat, Bartholomew, are making their way down the street, a bag of groceries under one of her arms.
She doesn't actually have a place to live yet, she's squatting in a mostly abandoned building, but she's fine with that. Although she had lived quite well before her parents died and she had plenty of money, she couldn't seem to find a place she wanted to call home. Or a lab for that matter.
The lab mattered more.
She stops for a moment to admire the motorcycle, studying it's design. She has no interest in automotive of any kind but it's curious to see their deign and efficiency. Bartholomew is staring intently at it as we, tail flicking back and forth as he occasionally makes a small noise towards his mistress.