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[color=a187be][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Starry Salon -> Central Hall
[color=a187be][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Charisma, Dexterity
[color=a187be][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	There would be no moment alone, not here not in this place. More were coming into the Starry Salon and a man approached from the other room. She returned the nod. [color=a187be]Evening,"[/color] she said. Then a gun fired and echoed to the room. The chanteuse didn't flinch. Her eyes fixed in the direction of the of the bang. It seemed the man that had been standing his post this entire time had finally decided to move, granted a gun shot was a damn compelling reason. The woman she had asked a moment before gave her a bit of an explanation and reason not to go before she left the room and headed to the Ballroom. Amaranthine however was far from moved. As another came in, Amaranthine did not respond but she gave a courteous bow of her head before the woman in the sage hued gown who stood far taller than she gave her own two §era as it were. 

	[color=a187be]"Perhaps but they're concern seems far more lax that should be accounted for, do excuse me,"[/color] she said to them before moving quickly on her short legs. Even a longer stride for her had to be quick as she moved to catch up with the staff man who had left his post. His longer legs meant she had to nearly run. It was by grace of fate alone she did not have a long and thick flurry of skirt and petticoats to deal with. Catching up to him she bumped into him and her arm came up, nearly sending them both toppling. 

	[i]"Watch yourself woman." His voice was dry, short, and vexed as he eyed her with irritation before he kept going.[/i]

	[color=a187be]"My humblest apologies,"[/color] She lowered her head, her shoulders dropping as she placed her hand to her chest and curled her fingers along the top of her corset. Bowing slightly in the process. Her eyes came up as he kept going and she was quick to follow, this time keeping her distance from him but still following.