Brando arrived a bit later. Alone. After spotting the group, the flashes them a smile and proceeds to the counter. First he makes sure his work cell phone is away from Wizard interference. He didn't particularly care for his normal one, but his workphone needed to stay that way. You never knew when Saint George's would need a surgeon. And then orders. He knew how well the coffee from Cortisha was of course, but his preference was something else. Tea, with chocolate on it. And that's what he asks for.

Upon arriving at the table, he takes off his blaze and puts it in his chair. His red hair, falling a bit before the shoulders, had it's tips dyed...pink. It was a pretty normal situation to the group. He most likely had lost a bet to Aria

He looks at Amber's cloak

"So. I take the situation is pretty bad?"

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Brando is tall and built. His skin is white on some places and a bit more tanned on others, the latter parts showing some scars. He is wearing a black blazer, wine red shirt, and light blue jeans, ripped in some points. The belt he wore together with it was draping to the left side instead of buckled.
He has a silky red hair that stops a bit before the shoulders and twirls at the end despite his constant battle against said twirling...