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[color=c4df9b][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Music Room 
[color=c4df9b][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Persuasion
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	This was just so damn crazy! Mauve's way of behaving was making Rave consider the woman extremely dangerous. She couldn't imagine even doing what the madam did with such a smile on her face. To act so ruthless and cause so much pain, was beyond Rave. She just wanted to help people and be friendly. She looked at Mauve with a eyes filled with a little tiny bit of fear and more nervousness. Especially when she heard the woman call Plum a deadman. 

	There was also a scream of someone who had arrived which startled her, but it turned that some had frozen up at the sight. Well that had happened and she wasn't sure whom to pay attention first. Thus she was trying her best to help with the bleeding. Though the way Plum spoke, she couldn't get over the feeling that he was trying to manipulate her or something like that... She didn't really like it, but he was a man in need of help so she complied and put her all into the pressuring of the wound, pressing as strongly as she could with the cloth still inside the wound since she had pushed it in there earlier.

	She then threw a look back to the person who had screamed earlier. It was Creme... She wondered if someone could help her here...[color=c4df9b]" Ahmmm... some help?" [/color]Rave called, still pressuring onto the wound that had a handkerchief stuffed inside. She felt like her plea was adequate enough to persuade people... probably.