[right][h3][b][i][color=933d41]Madam Mauve[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=933d41]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=933d41][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor (Front Gate: Chair 3)
[color=933d41][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Will, Charisma, Wisdom
[color=933d41][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 3
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	Madam Mauve's attention, which had been a bit divided while she obligatorily awaited whatever response the doctor wished to give, suddenly snapped back over to him. Her eyes, the only thing one could see of her face, seemed to darken like an impending storm over a deep blue sea. Had she heard the man correct? She believed she had, and it brought out something rather unsavory in her. She was about to open her mouth to speak when something the woman behind her said caught her immediate attention. She spun around to face the woman. [color=933d41]"No one asked for your opinion,"[/color] she hissed through gritted teeth, before rounding back on the doctor. Her words were better articulated this time around but nonetheless had an ice quality to them. [color=933d41]"Perhaps I should have made my words clearer to accommodate an idiot like you. It wasn't a suggestion, [I]sir[/I]."[/color]    

	She then pulled away, taking a deep breath in through her nose and out through her mouth as she reined herself in. She sat back in her seat, lacing her ankles together as her gaze looked past the doctor. She watched as a seething rage seemed to burn from the inside out in the man in the devil mask. [i]Devil, indeed,[/i] she thought to herself. There was an imperceptible glint to her dark eyes as she unflinchingly watched the man slam his hand against the doctor's chair. Though his actions were a relatively subpar display of aggression, his words surely cut much deeper. Had her features not been hidden by her mask, one could perhaps get a better idea of what the madam was thinking as she watched the man closely. When he turned his attention back to her, she gave him a once-over before speaking. [color=933d41]"It would be my pleasure,"[/color] she replied smoothly, the true intent in her voice hard to decipher. She gave the doctor one last pointed glare before she seemed to turn her attention elsewhere. However, out of the corner of her eyes, she still watched the man. No, not the doctor. The man in the devil mask.