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[center][h1][color=63142b]Millicent[/color][/h1]  
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[color=63142b]Location[/color]: Château de La Lune: Dining Room
[color=63142b]Skills[/color]: N/A [/center]  
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It seemed her idea had worked. She knew her comment would ruffle feathers, but only those who had a care. [color=63142b]"Isn't it funny how the people who proclaim to not care always seem to be the most vocal?"[/color] she asked Brendan, moreso for Elizabeth to still hear it. [color=63142b]"Real easy to suggest to leave when doing so is near impossible."

"Also it's real interesting that we were all summoned here by random family members. Who wanted Renee here? Seems weird she would come only to wind up dead at the bottom of the stairs."[/color] She glanced at Richard. She desperately wanted him to speak up, to say something, or to give himself away. He looked upset, albeit brefly, but he regained his composure.

[color=63142b]"So pardon me if I have a bit of compassion for someone who lost their life while everyone else acts like it's a minor inconvennce to your weekend plans. If anything, this whole thing makes me want to call my parents. Someone just lost a child, after all."[/color] This was definitely more pointed to Richard. She needed him to crack.

[hider=Held Roll]Millicent will use her people reading to see if Richard shows any indication he is aware of Renee and who she is to him[/hider]