by Jennifer Newgate » Tue Feb 24, 2015 2:31 pm
"Like I care." she jokes. It might be weak, but a little bit of Jennifer's old attitude from back in the day shines through the faint smirk on her face.
Behind her on the horizon a small column of smoke rises from somewhere west in the city. In only a couple moments the column grows thicker and darker before Brigid's eyes.