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[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor:  Seat [s]Titian[/s] Q
[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	As if Kindle hadn't been irritating enough, the cosmos seemed to conspire to find more annoying individuals to congregate near her and the giant. The first one she spotted was the woman who insisted on being helped to her feet, sitting about two spots away from her and her colossus. Then her friend - perhaps her gentleman - walked down past them and stopped, talking with the coughing woman near the front of the train...yet seemingly, his brain must have ceased working, as he sat down right next to them. She could reach out and poke him in the eyes if she wanted to. 

	All combined, it was thoroughly ruining her enjoyment of the moment, with the warmth of Titian's lap and embrace helping to combat the elements. There was a delicate smirk on her face as Titian said that she was claimed - but what if she wished to be the one that claimed [i]him?[/i] Titian, though - it was a fitting name for the titan, yet she didn't imagine that it was his true name by any means. She just hoped that his true name wasn't anything boring. It would be such a letdown if his name was something plain, like [i]Bob[/i]. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"You should move,"[/color] Walnut remarked coldly to Cobalt, staring at him with her almond blue eyes. [color=7ea7d8]"A gentleman would, at any rate, of which I have no doubt that you must be one."[/color]

	She then turned her head, her platinum blonde hair falling over her shoulder and creating a symbolic curtain between herself and Cobalt. [color=7ea7d8]"Yes, quite warm, thank you,"[/color] she responded curtly. She hoped that they got moving soon, as much as she enjoyed this marvelous contraption of Owen's. [color=7ea7d8]"You may call me Professor Walnut,"[/color] she whispered to Titian, her hand [i]accidentally[/i] brushing against his knee.