[hr][center][h1][b][i]Scooby Gang[/i][/b][/h1][hr][b][i][color=82ca9d]Location: [/color][/i][/b]Grand Continental[/center][hr]	

	Aziza looked over to Josephine and stepped back into the room from the balcony. [color=a187be]"True but I could always use some new and colorful phrases to describe the less than desirable,"[/color] she said as she stepped over to the small bar in the room and poured herself and Josephine a drink. Granted she didn't know if the woman would want one but Aziza was an entertainer and hostess where she worked, plus old customs were hard to break. 

	[color=a187be]"I hope this is alright,"[/color] she said as she set down a simple glass of sweet wine on the coffee table in front of Josephine before retrieving her own and taking a long sip of it. She let out a semi-relaxing sigh from her lips before she heard foot steps coming up the stairs. Walking over to the door she looked through the peep hole to see Sgt Walsh and others coming up the stairs. 

	[color=a187be]"They're back,"[/color] she said in a thankful voice as she unlocked the door and opened it for them, stepping to the side. Seeing the [b]LORD MAJOR![/b] and his nephew in the group caused her to raise a brow. [color=a187be]"Lord Major Keystone, I was not expecting to see you again this evening, is everything alright?"[/color] she asked concerned as she stood there, her eyes darting between the four men and then back over to Josephine. 

	Peter kept quiet, feeling it was best for those that knew Aziza and Josephine to do the explaining. He was merely there as support at this point because of Vera and Miss Ridgeway. Stepping inside he glanced around the room and then back over towards the others. 

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	Dr. Moran scoffed as he set his medical bag down. "I assure you [i]woman[/i], that discretion is one of my top priorities. You needn't worry about the ton learning you were having trouble sleeping. Such issues are common among your gender," he said as he pulled out a bottle filled with a greyish powder and turned around. 

	As she held up her hand though he stopped and cocked an overly bushy brow. The thing arching like a caterpillar trying to avoid being eaten by a bird. Adjusting his glasses he stepped forward and took a closer look. "Well, just what have you gotten yourself into Lady Kingston?" he asked as he took her hand gently in his own and started to examine it. The man was as patriarchal as they came but the upside of this was that he was extremely gentle with women and thus his touch was at least kind and did not lend to more pain. 

	"Who long ago did this occur? And what is the pain level currently?" he asked as he slowly turned her hand over in his to see the inner side of the burn. 

	The young steward left with a nod and shut the door quietly behind him, things in the compound seemed to be calming down thankfully now that they bell had stopped tolling. It was either because of that or because a certain loud mouth was off bothering the [b]LORD MAJOR![/b] - Either way, there was a welcome calm to the place. Vera slept soundly, out like a light. Her face pressed haphazardly into her pillow and her breath could be heard slow and deep. Thankfully she wasn't the snoring type. Hopefully it would remain peaceful and she could sleep off the majority of the nights drinking.