[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#9999ff]Virginia Crypt[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/KYhx6jDf/original.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=#9999ff]Location[/color][/b]: Carlisle 
[b][color=#9999ff]Skills[/color][/b]: N/A[/center][hr]	[color=#9999ff]"Yes, it is whatever I want,"[/color] Virginia replied curtly. She knew that it went against her image of the damsel in distress, but the haughtiness and sense of entitlement from the young man was putting her off. In the Crypt family, manners mattered - just as much as at least a cursory knowledge of ancient poisons and the rhythms of the Mamushka. It was such an odd concept to her that while her family was ridiculed for being macabre and peculiar, other families were down right monstrous in terms of egotism and entitlement. Which one was really worse at the end of the day? Virginia would gladly dance with the dark forces but at least she was not insufferable such as some of the Ton were. She had honor and integrity. 

	As the carriage was opened, Virginia smiled approvingly. It was sturdy and practical. Yes, the finer things in life were fun but they never tended to be too durable. She got inside and made herself comfortable, ensuring to sit up straight. She hated slouching as her back always ached the next day. The pace of the carriage was acceptable for the moment and her eyes were focused not on the inside, but the outside. She always adored looking out a carriage during a ride - it was just wonderful to see the world go by. Too many people deprived themselves of that sense of wonder. 

	[color=#9999ff]"I would like to get to know you better,"[/color] Virginia told her traveling companion. [color=#9999ff]"And I have found that I can learn a lot about a person by asking this - what is something about you I would find shocking or surprising?"[/color][hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=ff6600]Maeve Brennan[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/7e3ebf6c56b4ccaf8838e82afb805b6b/tumblr_ofl0thWfH11qzbx7io1_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=ff6600]Location[/color][/b]: House Kirkpatrick - Study (Main Floor)
[b][color=ff6600]Skills[/color][/b]: N/A[/center][hr]	Although she couldn't read, Maeve had no trouble once provided with the drawing of the ship. There were things scribbled around it that she didn't understand, but Millicent helped to fill in the gaps. While Maeve had been expecting something trivial and frivolous, befitting of the upper class, instead it turned out to be something a bit shady and nefarious. From what Maeve could tell, Lady Kirkpatrick's nephew had something to do with a murder of sorts - maybe an intentional wreckage of the ship or an abduction? [color=ff6600]"T'anks for showin' me,"[/color] Maeve said with sincerity. 

	However she had struck a bargain with Millicent and thus she would see that her end of it was fulfilled. [color=ff6600]"I'll go an' see if I can git this sent roi away,"[/color] Maeve told her, before she left the study and began searching for a way to get this sent. She had been honest when she told Millicent she hadn't been working here very long. Lady Kirkpatrick had just brought her into the household today, after all. In time she would learn how things operated but at the moment, Millicent's guess as to how to get this sent was as good as hers.