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[center][h1][color=c4df9b]Jeanette 'Mosi' Crane[/color][/h1]
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Location:  The Almack's.[/center]
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 She had managed it! Jeanette took a deep breath when she finished restoring the last of the presence guards at the location. The whole situation reeked of some sort of trap waiting to happen, but given how she had managed to restore the presence guards, she'd have thrown a little wrench in the plans of whomever. Now all she needed to do was keep a watch on the wards just in case. They'd need to take down quite a few of them to weaken the barriers enough to allow something to enter, but still never hurt to be careful about it.

 As the guests started to arrive and enter the Almack's, Mosi was already there, completely differnet form her usual self. Gone were the wild hairdo, the feathers and the clothing for men. In the rather elegant dress with the veil on, hiding the majority of her face, it was practically impossible to recognize her. Maybe that was her mother's plan, to made it so men didn't recognize her so they'd start the annoying attempts at courting her... or it was her father's plan to hide his beautiful daughter in plain sight... She didn't know, but frankly didn't care.

 With great care she watched people arrive, moving around the edges of the crowds that were gathering here now. Until she saw a certain woman she recognized. It was Millicent Wyndham, Virginia's friend! Then there was her family along with... ahhh... She saw the man's face, the man that was holding Mrs. Wyndham's hand... Rutherford , now there was a scum if Mosi ever knew one. Rumors that had reached her ears were countless... shameless...vulgar and each enough to deserve a beating in her opinion. The fact Millicent was near him didn't bode well, not to mention the subtle way the woman was looking about the hall.

 Well Rutherford's mere presence here was enough for her to start messing up his possible plans. In reality she'd gladly throw his ass out of the place, but ehhh better not start scenes just yet. Her family had yet to arrive anyways.

 Still with her veil on and basically nearly impossible to recognize, Mosi slowly walked over to Millicent, making sure to pass through the fool lord's field of vision.

[color=c4df9b] “Excuse me, miss Wyndham, you seem distressed, do you require help of some kind?”[/color] She asked in calm, but sincere voice and a friendly smile. For her smile would be about all that probably could be seen from her face.