[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s House – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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	I watch him close his eyes, smirking. [i]He’s definitely going to fall asleep,[/i] I think. I glance down at his book and notebook, smiling a little. [color=#DB7093]”I’m trying,”[/color] I say. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL
[b][color=#006400]Skills:[/color][/b] Notice; Shapeshifting[/center]
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	This room is a little more open, but Nero is small. I check under tables and behind chairs and behind curtains but they are nowhere. I stand in the middle of the room, thinking. [color=#006400]”I wonder…”[/color] I go over to the cabinets in the room and open them up. Most of these are full, but I look behind a few. No, there’s too much in these cabinets. I leave the room and walk to the door that leads to the deck. I poke my head out, but there’s a bit of a chill. No, they wouldn’t go outside.

	The library, then. [color=#006400]”Once upon a time there was a dragon whose treasure was taken. It made him rather sad,”[/color] I state, my voice carrying down the hallway until I enter the library. There were many hiding places here. My eyes scan the room, and I notice a few anomalies. I was getting closer.

	[color=#006400]”One day, the dragon was tired of being sad, and so, he went out to reclaim his treasure.”[/color] I start opening the cabinets, where some of the disturbances are. Nothing. Yet.