Lillian Forrester /MM/

08/07/2024

(July 5, 2024)
Lillian looked forward to the summer games in Paris in a few weeks. Lillian was hoping to get into the Olympic Village and have some fun with an Olympian or two... or three or four.

01/04/2024

(4/1/2024)
Lillian would be attending the Muggle Summer Olympics' in Paris. She had tickets to the opening ceremony and several of the events. Lillian wondered if she might meet a handsome or beautiful Olympian or maybe both. Lillian hoped to be able to get into the Olympic village. Lillian had read in a muggle paper that they would be providing rubbers for the athletes.

19/02/2024

(July 17, 2049)
Lillian had decided to file charges against Addom Mirviroh Lestrange for The Magical Parliament of the Commonwealth of New Zealand. Addom's planned attack on a sitting Minister when all Leaders of the countries that partook in the 2046 Quidditch World Cup had agreed and signed a Peace treaty, which was in effect for the entire duration of the games. Addom had violated the treaty and not only broken the Peace Treaty with Canada but all Countries that had signed.

26/10/2023

(August 11, 2049)
Lillian sent ten of the best, highly skilled New Zealand Aurors to help with the takedown of the Faux King Addom Lestrange.

04/08/2023

Lillian was well aware that the planned takedown was scheduled for the 19th. She maintained a hopeful outlook, anticipating that the operation would proceed smoothly and without any glitches. However, she reminded herself that one must remain vigilant and not become overconfident, even when light is at the end of the tunnel.

01/06/2023

16/03/2023

(July 29, 2048: NYC: Presidential House: 9:40PM)
Lillian had had a good day; it was a shame she'd not gotten to see Marietta or Quienten since they were off campaigning. Though she should get to bed, she had an early and long flight in the morning; she wanted to try to bed, Jacob. She could not believe he wouldn't want to sleep with her. [This situation with Wendy couldn't be serious.] Lillian would need to take it slow; she'd go to his room; she wanted to thank him again for arranging for the excellent eggplant parm she'd had for dinner.

Lillian could see it in her mind; she would thank and hug him and then say, 'Oh Jacob, you feel tense. Let me give you a massage.' Lillian would have to keep some thoughts down until a certain point though she knew Jacob didn't randomly connect to people's minds.

Lillian smiled as she pinned her hair into a bun, thinking of the wonderful night that awaited her.