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[color=933d41][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor (Front Gate: Chair 3) ⇢ Away from Chair 3
[color=933d41][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Dexterity 
[color=933d41][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 3
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	Madam Mauve blinked as the doctor's quiet laughter and charged words washed over her. She stiffly pivoted her head to lock her intense gaze with his insufferably amused one. Her dark blue eyes narrowed dangerously. Yet, by some saving grace, albeit of the twisted variety, new developments nearby garnered her immediate attention before she could manage to put her foot in her mouth yet again. She arched a bit of a brow as she curiously followed the man's gaze to land on the object of everyone's attention: a chair, oddly enough, rapidly ascending skyward with the fainter aboard. [I]Such a shame,[/I] she thought to herself.

	She eyed the chair and its rider as it progressed higher and higher until finally it reached an apex. A jolt of fear-induced adrenaline suddenly coursed through her veins as it promptly began to make its rapid descent. Sure, the contraption had launched itself from several seats down, but there was no telling the trajectory of its inevitable landing. Needless to say, she wasn't about to sit around and find out if she was to be crushed to death or not. [color=933d41]"Bloody hell!!"[/color] she exclaimed aloud as she bolted from her seat and made a blind run for cover. And, I do mean blind, as she ended up running straight into one of the many guards' horses that were in the surrounding area. The impact of her masked face into the muscular chest of the horse effectively knocked her backwards right onto her butt. She was left a bit dazed and with a bruised butt and ego but otherwise not much worse for wear.

	She shook her head, coming to her senses just as a loud crash and a wet splat filled the air. Her nose wrinkled slightly as she looked up to see the splattered mess that now was the Director Kindle. Her gaze lingered a bit longer on the woman's remains before she glanced around at those around her. [color=933d41]"Is someone going to help me up?"[/color] she questioned.