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[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Chair 7 ---> Away from Chair 7
[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Dexterity
[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	Walnut's attention was temporarily diverted by a rather phallic exclamation. She arched an eyebrow, still on the floor, as she rose to her feet. The chair-body combo had continued to climb and climb, reaching its apex at a distance that boggled the senses. The comments of the others couldn't hold her attention for long, yet Walnut quickly came to a startling conclusion. The chair might have traveled an enormous vertical distance, but horizontally...Well, it was not nearly as impressive in that regard. Recognizing the danger of becoming the second victim of a chair that evening, Walnut sprung into action - and [i]sprung[/i] being the operative word here...

	As Walnut tried to take off into a run away from her chair, she still hadn't quite gotten up and she tripped over her own two feet. The silver lining was that she skid forward into the dirt, and without enough time or coordination to get to her feet, Walnut did an awkward shuffle-scoot on her knees to put more distance between herself and her chair. Barely making it to the road before she heard the resounding [i]crash[/i] of the fallen chair smashing into her own vacated seat, she felt her face for a moment. Her mask had stayed on throughout the entire ordeal. 

	She let out a breath, before taking another one deeply as she scrambled to her feet near the others who had hurried off to the side of the road. [color=7ea7d8]"Such a remarkable death for an unremarkable person..."[/color] Walnut observed quietly, looking at the body that had fallen a few chairs away from her own.