[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 nodded to Millicent, glad to be alone again. It made sense, she didn't want to move or change. He could actually understand that feeling…ecxept for the murder. If she was the murderer, she was going a bit too far. If she was the murderer, they were interacting with her and being in a room with her quite a bit….He’d be fine as long as Millicent was in there with him, right? She wouldn’t murder two people at once…?

He pulled himself from his thoughts and looked back to Millicent.[color=910A1C] “Yeah. She certainly seems like she doesn’t want things to change…do you really think she’d kill because of it? There has to be some evidence we can get…catch her in a lie…or….snoop through her stuff or something, we have to be sure.” [/color]

As Brendan made his way with Millicent towards the room, they overheard. Sam was asking something about Elenore choosing who got to go, and Lena saying that it was about potential. 

So Elenore had approved Brendan? It was hard to imagine that any of these rich people would have picked someone like Brendan. Well, maybe Wadsworth would have. But the others? 

And did Elenore know who nominated them all? Brendan so desperately wanted to know the truth. Maybe if they did snoop Elenore’s room, he could do some side snooping to try and find that out. Surely there would be time for a little side snoopage…no. That didn’t matter. People were dead. 

Still, that was weird. People who could be quite important? Brendan was just a drag queen who won some local contests….and whoever left the notes…it couldn’t have been Elenore. She wouldn’t have chosen Brendon then, right? He was confused. The notes leaver had to be someone not involved with nominating or Le Lune. But the killer….there were two deaths now. Was there two people killing? This was getting complex. He glanced over at Millicent, trying to see what she thought of what they’d just overheard.