[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=910A1C][center]Ivanna (Brendan)[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]

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Location: Château de La Lune:
Skills: N/A
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Brendan followed Millicent into the room with the food. There were some others in already, including Lawrence. He didn't seem to notice Brendan, or at least, he didn't realize that he was the same person as Ivanna. Lawrence left quickly anyway. 

Brendan looked at the food, trying to get his mind off his anxieties. There was some kind of salad, which almost looked okay, except for an unfortunate green bean contamination, a sandwich that was maybe just a normal sandwhich, pastries, and stuff to drink. Brendan took a bit of whatever was green bean free. He hesitated by the food. Even with the green beans, it felt like a safe spot. Something his mind could get busy on that wasn't completly awful. 

When he finally did turn around, he was startled by the empty space. He'd taken so long that Millicent had already sat down. He made his way over to her. She was sitting far from anyone else, which was probably smart. He took his seat across from her, making light conversation about whatever she wanted to talk about, in the back of his mind, trying to figure out what he was going to say to Elenore.