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[color=a187be][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Starry Salon 
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	Someone had been stabbed? There was a look of worry crossing the woman's masked face as she had exited the Lunar Ballroom. And now she had heard screaming. That was why she had left the Ballroom. That among other reasons. Four of them she passed on her way out. Now being in the Starry Salon and about to retrace her steps back towards the front of the manor she was struck with the fact that others were making their way towards the Ballroom and not in the direction of the commotion. Her fingers tightened around the handle of the case she carried and she held the satchel itself against her chest as one of several coming in her direction entered the Salon. [color=a187be]"Evening,"[/color] she returned in a bird like voice. 

	The woman was masked like she was, as was everyone she had met so far. She had seen her when she entered the gate earlier but hadn't seen her again since she had wandered off into the Joyous Corridor some time ago. Granted, Dr. Swamp and Justice Cobalt had been keeping her company up until recently. Neither of them seemed to be part of the group that was coming this way. This woman was far taller than she was, by at least half a foot from the looks of things. Leaning slightly she peered through the doors of the Starry Salon into the Central Hallway before looking back at the suit dressed and horned masked figure in the room with her. [color=a187be]"Dare I ask what happened now?"[/color] she inquired, not sure if she wanted an answer or not at this point. Maybe it would be better to stick with her music.