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[color=a187be][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Gaming Room
[color=a187be][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Intelligence, Charisma 
[color=a187be][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	Standing there the woman slowly turned and looked. Watching Dr. Swamp as he seemed to place himself between her and the other men who had yet to enter the room as this point. Yet it wasn't long until they did. She took a step back or two, putting herself a tad closer to where Justice Cobalt was. She had to step to one side of the doctor to be able to see the men as he was far taller than she was even in her heels. It was just how things were, those who were as short as she was had to make due but it was obvious by the expression on her face that she was not happy to have to expose herself more to be able to see right then and once she had seen them she stepped back fully behind the doctor once again. 

	Turning her head she looked back over her shoulder towards Justice Cobalt, a slight shiver going over her body as the colder air swept over her. It was like being outside but sitting by an open fire. Part of you was warm while the rest was cold. Her eyes went to the door that was now open, one she had not noticed was there before. It was dark beyond the door way and she couldn't see into it. Her eyes seemed to ponder as she looked passed the man who had discovered the secondary exit to the room and then her head turned again as she looked towards the door on the other side of Dr. Swamp. Two exits but she didn't move. Neither were apparently to her liking right then. 

	There was a long silence from her before she finally spoke and even when she did, it was only a single word but in it, carried a heavy weight. [color=a187be]"No."[/color] The word was simple, the tone was firm, the delivery was short and curt. It was simply accompanied by a single shake of the head. Whatever their request had been or would be, they had her answer. No.