[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Driving – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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	Avery and I exchange glances and smirk. I look back at Nic. [color=#DB7093]”Caden carried you. He trains with Avery, but also, Caden is inhumanly strong.”[/color]

	“I’m a mixed martial arts fighter and trainer. I can assure you I will be able to carry you.” I nodded in agreement with Avery. He wasn’t as tall as Nic and was even shorter than Caden, but Avery was not to be messed with.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL
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	I shake my head as Nero falls out of the cabinet, stretching back out. I shut the cabinet before leaning against it. I smile, loving that he actually heard me talking.

	[color=#006400]”He did. It was buried deeply in another’s cave.”[/color]