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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">NAME:Tristan Müller</span><br/>
Alias: </b>Cabal Orange<br/><b>Primary Nicknames</b>: Tris<br/><b>Age: </b>26<br/><b>Date/Time: </b>June 2022 - early afternoon<br/><b>Location: </b>Tristan's bedroom --> Training Room<br/><b>Wearing: </b>Jeans and plaid button shirt.<br/><b>Mood Music:</b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fopen.spotify.com%2Ftrack%2F3dxiWIBVJRlqh9xk144rf4%3Fsi%3D348031112cbd4a3f&amp;hash=06422c20ddc80ed7ffe26aca198d38a9" href="https://open.spotify.com/track/3dxiWIBVJRlqh9xk144rf4?si=348031112cbd4a3f" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Breaking The Habit</a><br/><b>Direct: Alley, Addy, Chris<br/>
Indirect: Iris, Emmy</b><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>Tristan held Alley's hand. Looking at his little sister, hoping she would stay and understand they were safe. They were a family and he needed her by his side. Yet the urgency on which Emmy had called them back combined with the gravitas of the document she found could not be ignored.<br/><br/>"<b>Alley... I..." </b>Before he could finish his sentence he felt the buzzing of his phone, which lay next to him on the bed. The screen flashing to light, showing an incoming call of Addy. He looked at it, frowning and wondering why she would call from inside the house. He looked back at Alley, confused. He grabbed the phone and picked up, mouthing a sorry to Alley as he did.<br/><br/>"<b><i>Hey Addy, why you calling?"</i></b><br/>... he could hear nothing but muffled noises at first. Looking back at Alley he whispered to her it was a butt dial. He was just about to put down the phone when he heard, loud enough for Alley to hear through the speaker: "<b><i>Attacked me!</i></b>" He immediately looked up at Alley and put the phone on speaker. When they heard Addy say: "<b><i>you tried to kill me"</i></b>followed by later: "<b><i>killed mother"</i></b>, he grabbed the phone, got to his feet and dashed to the door. "<b><i>Alley, stay safe! Get Emmy or Idris, tell them to come to the training room! Now!"</i></b>Before she could reply he ran into the hallway.<br/><br/>Running through the hallway he kept listening to Addy's words through the phone. Did Chris truly betray them? Chris had always, in his own way, seemed like an older brother to Tristan. How could he... Pushing his brotherly feelings for Chris aside he had to focus on Addy. She needed him right now and was in actual danger. How could he not dash to her assistance.<br/><br/>Closing in on the training room he slowed his pace and shrunk down to the size of an ant. He ran under the door and stood there for just a few seconds taking in the scene. Chris was blocking the door for Addy. He knew Chris was a real threat, but he had to act. Tristan closed his eyes and focused on shifting the muscles in his legs. He hadn't been in a fight in years, besides the sparring with Emmy. No time to hesitate though. Tristan dashed as fast he could towards Chris. Still the size of an ant he ran through Chris his legs. As he was under him he refocused and grew well over 7ft, his leg muscles shrinking to allow all muscles in his arms to grow to maximum mass. As he grew he threw an uppercut punch to Chris is chin, with all the power he had. When his fist connected to Chris his chin, it send Chris flying backwards. Ignoring the pain in his hand from the punch he looked over his shoulder. Staying between Addy and Chris he had to make sure she was alright.<b><i>"Addy! You okay?!"</i></b>