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Jane seemed to appear out of nowhere. She did that quite often never giving a sign of how she got from place to place. That didn't matter now. She was where she needed to be and that was all that was important. Without a bit of thought Jane came to the doors of the house a scanned the area making a note of every detail before knocking. She hoped she would be answered quickly. They didn't have time to wait, they needed to find Ron and provide any help that they could.


ooc: outfit in top picture
man my gigantic format makes my post look tiny...

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Jane just stared at the girl for a moment. She could certainly talk fast. The door had barely been open before the girl started spouting off. So they would have a guest joining them. Jane wasn't sure how she felt about that. If Jane had much of it say it would be her and Ron alone. It wasn't safe for children so young. They should be home with their families not out staging a rescue. But then again the girls who had been taken needed to be home with their families too and she would make sure that happened. If she could do that with help from these girls they could come. She also wasn't in the mood to fight them. She looked at them for a moment before speaking.

"Alright but I want you to make sure your parents know where you are. We have enough parents worried about the children missing without the both of your being included." Jane said in a stern voice. She stopped almost immediately and shook her head ever so slightly. She really was turning into her mother. Jane reached down her shirt and pulled out the ring again. "I can use this to get in contact with Ron. He should be able to tell us about James and Sam." Then she turned so she could get a message sent in private but quickly spun on her heels. "I'm sorry I completely forgot my manners. Nell it is a pleasure to meet you. I'm Jane Doyle, Hufflepuff" She said simply then turned again to send the message.


ooc: outfit in top picture
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I'm taking it slow, feeding my flame, shuffling the cards of your game



Marina winced when Jane went into mother hen mode. The older girl had a point though. Her parents would freak if they got an owl saying she had disappeared. And maybe this would make them slightly less furious when she came home, if she came home, but she refused to think about that. Instead the teen found a spare piece of parchment in her bag, and wrote them a letter.

Dear Mum and Dad,

First of all, please don't be terribly be mad at me, though you probably still will be. This is something I have to do. My friend Heather has gone missing, so Nell and I are off to help find her with some others. Don't worry, we wrote her parents too. Of course you'll still worry. I'll be careful, I promise. I might be gone for a while, but I'll most definitely see you again. Please don't come looking for me. And I won't complain if I get in trouble for this. I love you two very much. Try not to freak out.

Love,
Marina

She placed the letter in the outbox and waited for Jane to finish sending her message to Ronyo, trying not to be too impatient.

Banshee, Aldred Family Owl

The small, rotund owl swept in through an open window, screeching. With a few loud hoots, which were more like squawks, it dropped the letter it was carrying on the table. Beady little eyes looked around the room, almsot daring anyone to coo at her. Yes, Banshee was not pleased at having to carry a letter, again, written by that horrid ginger girl it lived with. And this wasn't even the home of that nice boy who fed her treats!

The letter read:

Dear Nell,
The summer's been alright. I'm bored out of my mind here in Dunstable though... 'Course I can meet up this weekend! I suppose you're not going to tell me what the surprise until then, are you? Ah well... Anyways, see you in Diagon!
-Marina (your friend)

Wearing | Where: The Loch | With: Nature | Thinking: I'm going on an adventure!| OOC:

Jarai had been able to take the weekend off and was celebrating this by cooking in her own kitchen. The kitchens at the Inn were all fine and good but there was something about preparing a meal in your own comfort zone that made the food taste better somehow. Maybe because it was also surprisingly silent in her large home. Gerald was still at the tavern actually doing the paperwork she had given to him instead of sweeping it under the rug like always, Chantale was outside in the woods and her oldest children, well...as much as it pained her to say it they were grown. They had their own places and were living their own lives.
Maybe she could convince her husband for just one more...
Just as she was contemplating a new invigoration potion for her husband a post owl came swooping into the the kitchen with a letter attached to its leg. Wiping any excess food particles from her hand on a nearby towel the Haitian woman went over to it, cooing softly at how professional it was being before giving it a small treat and watching it fly off. Looking down at the letter she saw was addressed to her daughter from someone named Rose Hall. Hmm...wasn't that the girl she was dating? Oh how sweet, they were writing love notes! Jarai gave a wistful sigh before placing it on the counter near the door for Chantale to see before yet another owl swooped in only minutes after the first. This one looking exceptionally professional and bearing the Hogwarts insignia. The owl merely dropped the letter on the counter near her before taking off without a by-your-leave. Again it was addressed to her youngest but since it was from the school she felt she was allowed to open it. Inside were her grades (which she did not look at-just because she was snooping didn't mean she didn't have morals!), a normal book list (Dantur, these things were getting more expensive by the year), and an official looking letter which had an odd heavy feel to it. This letter she did read and properly shrieked in glee. Apparenlty her shriek was a bit too much because her daughter came running inside with leaves in her hair, a twig caught in her shoes, and a worried look on her face. "What?! Mum! Where's the fire?! What kinda rodent?! Don't kill it!" Jarai chuckled at her daughter's look before handing her the letter. "See for yourself renmen." she replied almost bouncing in excitement. Chantale still looked a bit confused and was secretly worried about the mental health of her dear mother before taking the offered letter and reading its contents. When she got to the bottom and hadn't made a sound her mother became worried and began to snap in front of her eyes. "Chantale? Renmen, what's wrong? Aren't you happy?"
"I made prefect." were the quiet words from her daughter. Her chocolate brown eyes looked at her mother's near identical ones and with a squeal jumped into the air nearly scaring the poor woman to an early grave. "I made prefect!~I made prefect!~" the teen began to dance and sing around the kitchen making her mother merely shake her head in amusement.
Just then Gerald decided to make his debut from the fire place brushing soot from his clothes before seeing his wife laughing and his youngest daughter singing and dancing the kitchen. "Or'rite, oo let Nell into de fire whiskey stash?" he asked jokingly exasperated.