[ Exactly three hours, sixteen minutes, and forty-six seconds had passed since Charlotte Charles had found herself waking up, disoriented, in a place that most certainly was not and had never been her home. It had been two hours ago to the minute that she finally grew bored of arguing with the city guards, and half an hour since she had ultimately given up and begun exploring the city.
So far, she has been pleasantly surprised, drifting idly from stall to stall, trying to suss out the culture here. She is clearly both 1- lost and 2- new, but Lord help anyone if she sees his or her house bracelet -- she has a lot of questions, and is keeping an eye out for other travelers who might be able to answer them. ]
Charlotte "Chuck" Charles | Pushing Daisies
So far, she has been pleasantly surprised, drifting idly from stall to stall, trying to suss out the culture here. She is clearly both 1- lost and 2- new, but Lord help anyone if she sees his or her house bracelet -- she has a lot of questions, and is keeping an eye out for other travelers who might be able to answer them. ]