12-13-2007, 07:35 AM
Emma walked into her shop. walking around she tidyed up the books, and took a look in the mirror. her mark on her head wasn't exactly perfect.. but then again no-one's mark was perfect these days. Emma was planning on making a stencil so that it would be perfect everytime... but she doubted she would be able to sell it to make a few extra dollars (or what ever the currnecy is). Hiding it from the officers woul dbe difficult, let alone letting people know about it.... some survivors have turned their back to their home.. home of Karmi.
Shaking her head to disloadge the thoughts, Emma strided over to behind the desk to serve customers as they came through.
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