[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=Goldenrod][center]Jo-Vaughn Holloway[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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 [sub][i]Location: Red Lake
Interacting With: [@Infamous Auror] Taylor Evers, [@Nallore] Olivia Johnson [/i][/sub][/center] [hr][hr]

[color=Goldenrod]"Yeah, let's do that...[/color]

Joey couldn't help but pause as he noticed Olivia's seemingly downtrodden demeanor. She was likely torn up inside; she wanted to find her friend but not at the expense of others. 

He glanced in the direction of the smells origin. Unfortunately, he couldn't for the life of him go any further than he already had. No amount of sympathy or pleading would get him to investigate whatever the hell that was. Inexperienced civilians shouldn't have been trying to do the police's job anyway. It wasn't in their place. Nevertheless they would try; he could almost bet they would be back here in a few days. He just wasn't sure if anyone was going to like what they found if the worst case scenario, or the "likely" scenario in his eyes, came to pass. 

Joey sighed. [color=Goldenrod]"Your the boss Liv, what do you want to do?"[/color]