[right][h3][b][i][color=lightsteelblue]Justice Cobalt[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=lightsteelblue]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Gaming Room ⇢ Joyous Corridor 
[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 6
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	Cobalt was quickly losing his patience with the four men. Their quips and sarcasm had been almost charming at first, but it was quickly grating on him. He didn't respond to their jibe about his name, simply returning their sarcastic glances with a cold one of his own. He watched Amaranthine turn to look at him, but her attention quickly shifted over his shoulder, and a cold gust reminded him that the hidden doorway was still half-open. He looked back at himself, frowning for a moment before shrugging. It had somewhat lost it's draw for him, and besides, he had far more ...he struggled to find the right word... interesting matters close at hand. As if on cue, the voice of Mauve echoed around the room again. 

	He smiled at the bitterness in her voice as she spoke to the four men, clearly she also wasn't entirely fond of the unusual quartet. In truth, Cobalt couldn't fully remember why he had left the charming woman in the first place, although clearly she had been busy in their time apart, his eyes flicking to the blood staining her sleeve again. But regardless, the pointed look she cast his way could hardly be misconstrued, and he'd been tiring of the present company anyway. Almost as suddenly as she had arrived, Mauve seemed to resolve to leave the room again, making her way back towards the main doorway. If Cobalt had been still deciding on his next course of action, the wink that Mauve cast back his way more than helped make up his mind. Cobalt burst to life himself, striding across the room, addressing Amaranthine and Swamp as he did so. 

	[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]"Chanteuse, Doctor, it has been a pleasure. I'm sure I will see you both again."[/b][/i][/color]

	As he walked past the four men, presumably musicians, he maintained his easy smile, but his eyes were cold. 

	[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]"I look forward to seeing you perform, gentlemen."[/b][/i][/color]

	With that, he had reached the door, and stepped through it after Mauve, glancing around for her.