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[h3][color=e7cd90][b] 5:00 PM - Friday, July 18th, 2025 - Château de La Lune, France[/b][/color][/h3]  
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[@PatientBean][@TheMaster99][@KazAlkemi][@Trainerblue192][@kittyluna45][@KTostada]  
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[url=https://i.imgur.com/nUOttnn.jpg]Elenore La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/B7xTb1N.jpg]Richard La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/9P1MJod.jpg]Agatha La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/uKShMXQ.jpg]George La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/DBv6k9z.jpg]Beatrice La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/38rDBwZ.jpg]Lawrence La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/Z2EXOco.jpg]Nathan La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/dCXpQPS.jpg]Elizabeth La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/qVWDMTv.jpg]Gabrielle La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/oQDUgZq.jpg]Jeanne La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/YlXlI3M.jpg]Lena La Lune[/url]
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George and Richard left the room. Richard was leaning heavily on the other man. George looked back at Tony and mouthed, “Later.” 



Elenore was still in the ballroom. If she had eaten, she had taken her food directly from the kitchen, as she had never joined them in the dining room. 


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[center][h1][color=dae8c1]Ralph[/color][/h1]  
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[color=dae8c1]Location[/color]: Château de La Lune
[color=dae8c1]Skills[/color]: N/A [/center]  
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Lena looked up as the trio approached her. She had a fairly neutral look on her face, only slightly trending toward annoyed. “First, my name is Lena. Not Leda. Second, AV, so you know how to set up a camera.” Her tone was dismissive. “What in the world could you need from me?”

Ralph shifted, uncomfortable with Lena. She was prickly in a way Ralph wasn’t sure how to deal with. In his normal life, he was in the position of being the expert as a pilot. But right now, he felt like a fish out of water. He glanced through the door by the bar and into the study or library beyond. Climbing up the stairs, laboriously, were George and Richard. Ralph frowned. Interesting. If all the rooms for the family were upstairs, why not go through the foyer and up those stairs? Why go all the way into that room and then upstairs? He heard a beep as a code was entered, and then the door at the top of the stairs opened. He turned his attention back to Lena. 


[color=dae8c1] “Could we see the router?”[/color] 

“The internet isn’t available for guests. Grandmother believes that this event should be free from distractions of the ‘real world’.”