<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/0*2417MxeUm-jF7zrp.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rosalyn Mitchell-Halliwell<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>March, little after midnight.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Halliwell Manor,  Attic<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Casual streetwear (https://www.polyvore.com/rose_mitchell-halliwell_work_clothes/set?id=232871523[/URL)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Anduin<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>Max (though she doesn't really know who the voice belonged to).<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Getting to know him<br/><br/><hr/><br/>So far, her whitelighter seemed like such a nice pleasant guy, she couldn't help but smile warmly as he orbed away the ocarina he was playing earlier. She had thought before it was a flute, but she found it very unique and interesting that he could play the mildly complex instrument, perhaps she might even ask him to teach her.<br/><br/><strong>{Anduin}</strong>"Though between you and I, I think the Elders are getting a little rusty in their old age. They made that infamous wrong turn at Albuquerque when directing me here."<br/><br/>Rosalyn chuckled lightly and smiled “My great aunt Piper told us a good deal about the... slip ups... of the elders, it seems even they can make the mistake every now and then”<br/><br/>“So um... you play the ocarina? The instrument you had was lovely, it looked well crafted” Rosalyn added as she sought to break the ice and get to know her handsome whitelighter a bit better “Where did you get it? Have you been playing long?”<br/><br/>Rosalyn looked up then as she felt the searching energy of another whitelighter “Did you hear that? I swear I heard someone say your name”