As far as places went for Piper, the Czech Republic didn't hold nearly as memories as other places did. It was nice to come to Prague and enjoy the history, the architecture and the art. That wasn't exactly the goal for this week. No, she was here because she was following up on a lead regarding a first edition book that would prove, if she was able to locate it, very useful.
That was tomorrow though. Today, she was meeting a close friend of Mal's. Mal in of herself, brought back a ton of memories for her and she was sure, or at the very least suspected, that it was even doubly so for the man she was supposed to meet.
Compared to the style of dress he had told her to look out for, Piper's outfit was a little less subdued but no less fashionable for Prague. When needs must, she figured (she had realized early on that sometimes it was useful to dress to impress), and wore some pressed slacks and a red silk top. She held her copy of the Count that Mal had also gifted her as she made her way down the bridge at the appointed time. She kept her eyes peeled for anyone matching the description he'd given her. Not only that but she was also keeping every sense alert for anything out of the ordinary. The last thing she wanted was a fight on a public bridge.
After a few minutes, she spotted the same book she held and the very paisley blazer. Piper made her way over to him. "Long live the Count, Hale," she said, though truthfully on guard for just about anything.
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That was tomorrow though. Today, she was meeting a close friend of Mal's. Mal in of herself, brought back a ton of memories for her and she was sure, or at the very least suspected, that it was even doubly so for the man she was supposed to meet.
Compared to the style of dress he had told her to look out for, Piper's outfit was a little less subdued but no less fashionable for Prague. When needs must, she figured (she had realized early on that sometimes it was useful to dress to impress), and wore some pressed slacks and a red silk top. She held her copy of the Count that Mal had also gifted her as she made her way down the bridge at the appointed time. She kept her eyes peeled for anyone matching the description he'd given her. Not only that but she was also keeping every sense alert for anything out of the ordinary. The last thing she wanted was a fight on a public bridge.
After a few minutes, she spotted the same book she held and the very paisley blazer. Piper made her way over to him. "Long live the Count, Hale," she said, though truthfully on guard for just about anything.