<strong>Name</strong>:  Victoria Halliwell-Morris (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=280409.msg13785989#msg13785989)<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/GvVQlnc.jpg)</div><strong>Date/Time:</strong>March, around midnight.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Halliwell Manor, Attic ➽ Rosalyn’s bedroom<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Stormy weather  (https://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=232920377 [/URL)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open｜ Rosalyn<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Talking With Rosalyn ➽ Checking up on everyone<br/><br/><br/>Over the years she had gotten used to Rosalyn and did not mind letting her get it all off her chest.  As she continued to speak Victoria could not help but smile at her little cousin and how worried she was about Tempest when it was her birthday too.  It was something she loved her family they always looked after one another. It was that bond that gave the family strength and motivated the young Victoria to stay in the Manor.<br/><br/>Like Rosalyn, Victoria felt just as guilty for not being able to bake a cake or celebrate their birthdays properly. It was something she would eventually have to make up for at some point in the day.  “I'm sorry... you know I ramble when I'm nervous or embarrassed...”  She released her from her embrace and smiled at her “Its  because I love you I let you rant.” She teased “Don’t worry about Tempest, haven’t you heard she got her White lighter she is way too distracted to worry about a cake. And you…” Suddenly she paused as she noticed there was another presence in the house, this time she noticed the sound of the flute before she noticed the emotions.<br/><br/>Sometimes she hated being empath even when she was not trying she could always sense people before others. Especially white lighters they had this uniqueness about them, this holiness that hides their complex emotions. Her attention quickly returned back to Rosalyn “Well that interesting.”  Her light brown eyes quickly lit up “Somewhere around here there is either a lost white lighter trying to summon you or a lost flute player who stumbled into our home.” She said jokily “my money is on the flute player” she added laughing a little at her own corny joke.<br/>