Closed RP for Harry
Well, at least the place was decent. She settled down on one of the couches, notebook in hand, to start to take stock in things. She'd been pulled here out of nowhere. She had her weapon, very limited ammo. She had her wits. She had a couple of allies. She noted them down. Wizard. Canada boy. Soldier boy.
"Goddamn it." She muttered. She stabbed her paper with her pen, over and over, while she thought.
"Goddamn it." She muttered. She stabbed her paper with her pen, over and over, while she thought.