[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: Billiards Room
[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Perception
[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 6
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	Cobalt turned his head slightly as a bell rang through the manor for a second time. For now, he decided to ignore, deciding to focus on the far more pressing matters at hand. He nodded towards Jane in greeting as he stepped into the room, but his attention was firmly on Mauve, watching the woman just as she was watching him. 

	His attention seemed to wander elsewhere though, almost beyond his control. His gaze left the figure before him and looked past her, to the far wall of the room. Not at Jane, but at the fire she was tending. The flames seemed to enchant him, and he watched them dance in the hearth, the shimmering colours totally enthralling. When Mauve spoke again, and began to move towards him, it took all of Cobalt's effort to pull his attention away from the fire, almost physically having to shake himself out of the strange stupor he had fallen into. He frowned for an instant, it seemed every time he tried to properly look at the woman, something distracted him. Perhaps she was an enchantress, using her spells and witchcraft to slow his thoughts, or perhaps Cobalt was simply finding it hard to focus around a pretty girl. Or at least presumably pretty, underneath that mask. He shrugged, he knew which of the two was more likely. 

	Focusing again, or at least as best he could, Cobalt met Mauve's gaze, and listened to her proposition. He could see her point at least. With the house itself seemingly against them, it certainly seemed like a good idea to have some allies at least. And of all the unusual characters he had crossed paths with, it was Mauve that he been most intrigued. Just for an instant, his gaze flickered down to the blood that stained her clothes. And then he spoke. 

	[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]"I'm honoured, Madam. I've been entertaining myself with the Chanteuse and the good doctor, but that game was getting old. Perhaps you can be more entertaining. You've already been having a more exciting time than I have, at least by the look of it..."[/b][/i][/color]