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[center][h1][color=c4df9b]Jeanette 'Mosi' Crane[/color][/h1]
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Location:  The coach and then the Mournweald Estate.[/center]
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 Sure enough after they dropped off Fyror at the inn housing his family, the situation continued rather calm afterwards too. The couch traveled without hindrance and in post haste they had reached Mosi's current home. She stepped out of the couch and bid the driver farewell as found herself in front of her family's home. As usual people would comment quietly on her attire and general disregard for accepted norms, but also as usual she didn't paid them any heed. With very small smile and partially pondering expression she walked through the doors and entered the building.

 “Jeanette, where have you been!?” Clarice's voice rang loudly through the entrance way the moment the front door was closed as to not be heard outside. It was Mosi's mother who as usual was up to her neck in thinking up ways to limit her daughter's exposure to the society outside, but never really finding a proper answer to her 'problem'. Still it was true that Mosi had taken quite a bit more time with her morning walk so there was also room for concern in her voice. She didn't really know if this was the case though.” You've been gone for so much longer than usual! Where have you been!? There have been talks about soulless on the street!” She demanded answers as Mosi took off the coat to her suit.

[color=c4df9b] “Nowhere special, just my morning walk through the park...”[/color] Mosi started, her mother clearly showing signs of not feeling well at the mention.[color=c4df9b]” I did receive this though...[/color]” She added and pulled the invitation to the Almack's, handing it over to Clarice. Her mother took and opened it before showing quite the amazed expression actually.[color=c4df9b]” And then there was an attack of a Cargast on a woman in the park nearby my walk route.”[/color] Jeanette added with a pondering nod.[color=c4df9b]” I plan to attend the event... They requested my expertise with presence guards so I will have to be there ear...”[/color] She was then suddenly interrupted.

 “Of course you will attend! Me and your sisters will do so too. Sadly your father and brother found themselves with matters to attend elsewhere.” Clarice's statement came to a little bit of surprise to Jeanette as the other woman seemed to completely forget there was a soulless somewhere out there and her daughter's close encounter with one. She half expected her mother to try and tie her up in her room to safe the family some face, but it seemed that was not the case... or her mother had something else planned.” You will attend, but I will not allow you to leave the house today in that... attire.” She said the last word with such disdain it was uncanny.

 Now Mosi knew what her mother had planned. She was going to be forced to wear... a dress after all. She so hated this, she'd be so fine with a buffalo robe, but her mother did indeed lock those in a chest and then the chest in a store room.[color=c4df9b]” Clari... ahmm mother, I do not think your presence along with Brigitte and Beatrice is not a good idea. I have a bad feeling about tonight, it may be safer to stay in the safety of the presence guards here that I know are in good state...”[/color] Mosi started, but Clarice basically didn't hear her or pretended not to at least.

 “Alright, let's get you prepared for the event and I'm not going to allow you to escape this!” Following that outburst of rather surprisingly scary motivation on her mother's part, Mosi noticed some of the servants come. It was time for a bath and a long dress up.

 [color=c4df9b]"Alright, but this time's an exception because I have no time to argue."[/color] Mosi finally stated. She didn't want to put on one of those dresses other women seemed to like so much, but the situation was pressing her for time and maybe there was an upside. She had no idea what this upside was, but she'd think of something... eventually.