<div class="floatleft">(http://i1137.photobucket.com/albums/n520/undisclosed2you/E%20char%20pics/tumblr_lvqhasF2EU1qfacr7o3_250-1.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Melinda Lacey Halliwell<br/><strong>Type:</strong>Witch/Whitelighter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Halliwell Manor<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Jacqueline, Anduin, Family<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The compliment from the carpenter, no, whitelighter caused Melinda to frown since she did not wish to have all of the attention back on her rather than on his unexpected arrival into the house. His reference to the old country caused her to frown a little since the question still remained of finding out his true purpose in the Halliwell mansion. Despite their magical abilities, whitelighters did not show up on their doorstep without just reason. Payton’s appearance did not cause her to blink since she was too focus with trying to decide how to deal with the situation at hand. Well, situations. There were three people in her mother’s home right now that did not belong, and there was sure to be a dozen of different stories passing from mouth to mouth in the next few minutes.<br/><br/>Her eyes shifted to her older brother as he called forth her attention to address Jack’s situation. She glanced around the room as if expecting for another person to pop inside within the next seconds. It did not make sense to say the story without everyone else in the room since she would likely have to repeat it again and again for each person who missed out the first time around. She shook her head in denial to clarify Wyatt’s term. “Jack was at the bar earlier, talking to Brie. Before tonight, I’d never seen her in my life.” Her nose scrunched up a little as she tried to think of the proper word for the person who attacked them in the alley.<br/><br/>“Well, she called him a bounty hunter," Melinda's hand gestured over to the woman laying on the couch before continuing to speak, "but he used some type of ice abilities. He didn’t seem too pleased with my interruption. Yet I don’t think he wanted to attack me. Just her. I was a bit too stubborn to leave though so my car suffered the consequences.” The last part about her car was not necessary information, but it was still important to her since it was her most commonly used transportation besides orbing. Now she would be forced to either walk or bike to work. Her boss was going to have her head if she managed to be late. Melinda glanced over at Jack, who was now fully healed. "Perhaps she can give more information on the reason why the hunter was after her in the first place."<br/>