Gemma sat distraught in her surgical room, she had just heard about Clifton.
She shrugged off her jacket and buried her head in her hands. Even in the earliest days of the Brotherhood Clifton had always carried a smile and was a strong anchor that the others could rely on. Not anymore.
She sighed and stood, death was nothing new, why as she making a big deal out of this one? [I]Well,[I] She considered, Clifton was a friend.
Speaking of which, she knew of another who would need company right now.
Gemma picked up her knives andd placed them in their sheaths on her legs. She opened the door to her building, and left, locking the door behind her. Despite being a doctor, she had made sure that people knew not to steal from her shop.
She walked down the street and came to Johnny's home, with a lump in her throat she knocked on the door and waited for a responce. "Johnny." She called, "Its me, Gemma, open up!"
(Sorry, this seemed the quickest way of getting her involved, pardon the pun :P)
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