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Room 3

You find yourselves in a well acquainted parlor while the storm rages on outside. Mother's voice resounds from somewhere unseen.

"Dear Mother will be with you in a moment, my children. But until then, please do try to become well acquainted with one another."

[You'll find a small dance card tucked into the pocket of your outfit. It has on it a description of your role. Please refer to the DP journal for a post locked to your team with the contents of your card.]

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In that case, do you mind if I attempt to regale you with a story of my own?

Not at all, it seems to be what I'm here for.

[gestures to Lelouch]

I have reason to believe that young woman regrets not realizing the true nature of that which brought her to glory.

Not realizing the true nature...are you implying that she made some sort of shady bargain?

According to my sources, that seems to be the case.

How peculiar...some matter of backroom politics, or something more dangerous?

A bit of both, I would say. I cannot help but wonder if deals like that were what caused her to lose her title.

An intriguing theory. I appear to be rather out of date, I did not know she had one to begin with.

It's not common knowledge, but ask the right individuals and you can learn all sorts of things.

You seem to be quite well-connected...ah, I'm afraid I did not catch your name.

My apologies. Marquis Marcellus R. Foreham--pleased to make your acquaintance.

Ah, an honor, Lord Marquis. Sir Hyman McCoy Savage, at your service.

Likewise an honor, sir.

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