[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Driving – Chicago, IL 
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	“Yea? Caden mentioned you wanted to train more. You’re welcome to train with him and me. I could give you some pointers if you’re looking to advance your training.”

	I fall silent while the two of them talk. Nic boxes? For some reason, I did not see that coming. He was fit, sure, so I knew he probably went to the gym, but boxing is just different, I guess. Hmm. I turn my head and look out the window. The city lights come back into view as we head to my place first. 

[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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	[color=#006400]”The cabinet. If it were hell, there would have been a series of creatures the dragon had to kill first. Much more dramatic,”[/color] I said and offered Nero my hand.