<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 1st, a little after 10:00 AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Halliwell Manor, moving around and winding up ultimately in  Kitchen<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">This outfit</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h275/SavinaHime/rose%20sexy%20casual_zpskpumvhzd.jpg)</div></div><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Anduin, Tempest and other kitchen occupants.<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>Victoria.<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Feeling highly concerned over a very important person in her life.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Completely unfazed by her cousin's hurrying from the kitchen after the suggestion of scrying, Rosalyn waited patiently for her to return, watching then as she did with map and scrying crystal in hand.<br/>She watched calmly as Tempest laid it out on the kitchen island and then extended the crystal towards her with the invitation to do the scrying... she supposed though it made sense, she did have the closest bond with Victoria, the missing witch was more like older sister than cousin to Rosalyn.<br/><br/>“Okay” Rosalyn replied, accepting the crystal into her hand, she turned milk chocolate eyes towards Anduin for some reassurance before she looked down at the map, took a deep breath and let the crystal dangle, swinging round and round, faster and faster... “This is strange... do you all feel that? Like, a weird forboding feeling... the kind that crawls up and down your spine...”<br/><br/>Abruptly then, the crystal clanked forcefully down onto the counter, Rosalyn leaned in to look and then glanced worriedly at Anduin “I have a weird feeling, we should get moving asap...”