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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)"><span style="font-size: 18px">NAME:Tristan Müller</span></span><br/>
Alias: </b>Cabal Orange<br/><b>Primary Nicknames</b>: Tris<br/><b>Age: </b>26<br/><b>Date/Time: </b>June 2022 @ ~12:00pm<br/><b>Location: </b>Operations Room<br/><b>Wearing: </b>See Picture - Jeans - White T and a hooded jacket.<br/><b>Mood Music:</b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fopen.spotify.com%2Ftrack%2F6TIU9Ehmi6dMzZK73Ym4yj%3Fsi%3D6546752a2e614aa9&amp;hash=ef60602e9868c9497158b9576407890f" href="https://open.spotify.com/track/6TIU9Ehmi6dMzZK73Ym4yj?si=6546752a2e614aa9" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Save Myself</a><br/><b>Tagging: Alley, Kenji<br/>
Mentioning: Emmy, Addy</b><br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/>Tristan was a bit ashamed at the sound his stomach had made. The small look he exchanged with Emmy softened his shame somewhat though. Emmy knew that Tristan hadn't been taken good care of himself. He wouldn't pass up on a good warm meal.<br/><br/>Looking at Alley he saw she remember the fond song their mother used to play for them. Cozy evenings spend with mom performing on her piano, it brought back memories he thought were long forgotten. He smiled at her and was about to reply when Kenji interrupted. He glanced up from Alley to Kenji, to catch his sideways glance.<br/><br/>Ever since Kenji had arrived, Tristan had felt defensive around him. Tristan thought back to one of the last times they had actually talked. Things hadn't gone so well.<br/>He remembered it was soon after Alley had disappeared. Tristan had been moving between the Mansion and Alleys flat for quite some time. Yet suddenly she had disappeared, her flat abandoned and all her stuff gone. Three days of no sleep and endless scouring of the city had yielded no result. At the end of the third day, he had come back to the mansion. That's when things had exploded between them. The ever watching... no... lurking Kenji had obviously known Alley was missing. Trying to put his nose where it didn't belong by asking if Tristan needed help, he had told Kenji (in not such a polite way) to sod off. A week later when he finally returned from another fruitless search, Kenji had been gone.<br/><br/>He now looked up, matching Kenji's gaze. Naturally he had known she was a vegetarian, he mused. Remembering why they were here, they needed to be a family. He decided to try and act friendly.<br/><b><i>"...Hi Kenji...long time...listen I think we'll stay here for now. Addy and Emmy might need some help ... but thank you"</i></b><br/>He turned back to Alley and gave her a warm smile. He decided to ask about the job later on.<br/><b><i>"You should stay, I can help you unpack if you want... I can perform mom's song during dinner. I'll go get my guitar real quickly"</i></b><br/><br/>Tristan walked back to his original seat and grabbed his guitar. As he tossed his guitar in his bag onto his back he looked over to his other siblings. His eyes settled on Addy giving her a warm smile and a nod. He then turned to Emmy<b><i>"If you need my assistance with the document, let me know."  </i></b><br/>Raising his voice for all to hear he continued.<b><i>"For whoever is interested, I'll perform a song during dinner..."</i></b>