[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#9999ff]Virginia Crypt[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s1.postimg.cc/sp47nw1mn/virginia3.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=#9999ff]Location[/color][/b]: Nottingham
[b][color=#9999ff]Skills[/color][/b]: Deduction[/center][hr]	Virginia's eyes widened, nodding with intrigue as they mentioned the woman with a blank face. She could not help but have her suspicions. Could that have been Millicent? She doubted it - Millicent had never been described as such, yet it was possible...no, she doubted that the man could have broken her so soon. She frowned, wondering if Manchester was within distance of her techniques. Of course, such a cowardly action of running from the Soulless would match Lord Rutherford's techniques. 	

	[color=#9999ff]"Are you aware of the physical distance between our present location and Manchester?"[/color] Virginia asked Mary quietly, hinting at her notion of attempting to run her soul ahead to catch a glimpse. Perhaps even just diverting their course, if they were not in range, would allow her to eventually be placed in the general area she would need to be. She just needed to be close enough to see Millicent - or to see evidence of her presence. She then smiled and gave thanks to those who had answered their questions, waiting for Mary's confirmation before retiring to the room, knowing that a glimpse ahead would be of great aid at any rate. 


[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=ff6600]Maeve Brennan[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/75c688c44bc5b1b3ef54bf3081a0f05c/tumblr_omdy05ZJXh1w3nwrko1_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=ff6600]Location[/color][/b]: Inn in Annan 
[b][color=ff6600]Skills[/color][/b]: Deception [/center][hr]	Initially, Maeve couldn't help but think positively towards Lady Kirkpatrick's sponsorship as an alternative for Roisin - but as always, nothing worth wanting came without a price. She didn't want Roisin to have a debt to be paid later in her life. She wanted Roisin to be free of all of that. She knew that her daughter wouldn't have a perfect life - she was deaf - but she didn't want Roisin to be saddled with obligations on top of her disability.  She had a creative and imaginative mind. She would have been so happy and proud to see Roisin become an educated young woman, marry for love, and write books about the beauty of the Irish countryside. 	

	[color=ff6600]"Aye, me lady,"[/color] Maeve agreed, nodding as Lady Kirkpatrick headed off. She finished her own breakfast quickly, having made the decision to commit to her initial plan for Roisin. Unless the situation soured drastically, she'd avoid the sponsorship possibility. Once finished with her breakfast, Maeve went up the stairs and collected their things, taking them down in loads she could manage and setting them into the carriage. It took her only a few trips before she had the task completed, giving Rory a small smile once she saw him. She hadn't quite decided yet if she was still cross with the bumbling "father."