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[color=c4df9b][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Music Room 
[color=c4df9b][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Perception
[color=c4df9b][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 6
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	Alright this Master Plum fellow was quite quirky, but he didn't appear to be any danger for now. The way he rhymes was also entertaining to her actually. By the way he acted, dressed and the fact he was dealing with the piano when she entered the room, he seemed like a man of entertainment, which she liked. She herself wanted to play something, but she wasn't exactly trained to play the piano of all things. She hadn't had the chance to even touch one before so yeah.

	Then Plum started to talk to Mauve and Rave wasn't really sure if he was just greeting her in a really confusing rhyming manner or if he was actually flirting with her. The more she listened of the poetry like speech, the more she blushed under the mask. That was pure flirting! What a talker too! How could he say all that with straight face? Actually maybe it was precisely because of his quirky nature he could talk like that? Maybe? Rave's mind was confused, embarrassed and she just wanted to not look or hear at the blatant flirting!

	At least Mauve didn't seem to be into directly flirting as well, so Rave took a breath to calm herself and to get her blushing face under control. At least the masks were good for hiding that. Then again it was masks, hiding your face was the whole point of them after all. 

	With her embarrassment hidden for now, she sighed and wondered what to do. It was clear that Mauve and Plum were going to chat a little so she wanted to wait for them before she continues onward to the next room. Having nothing to do and kill a lil bit of time while that talk was being done, she turned her attention to the piano in the middle of the room. Walking to it she studied it, while her fingers ran gently across it's frame, stopping by the keys. She really wanted to try to play a really simple melody with a few keys too. Still the piano was just an ordinary thing. Nothing about it really as far as she could see.