[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Art & History Museum – Cary, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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I'm so enthralled with one of the sculptures that I lose track of Nic. The hand work of the piece I am looking at is stunning. I feel like if I stay here overnight the piece will come alive. 

I jump a little when I hear Nic's voice after so long. [color=#DB7093]”Hmm?”[/color] I manage to pull my gaze from the sculpture and find Nic. I wander over to him, automatically wrapping my arms around his and look at the art piece.

[color=#DB7093]”This is stunning,”[/color] I compliment. The brush strokes seem to shift the longer you look at the painting.

[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] [/center]
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I grin innocently and sit down across from Kiki. I pour her a generous cup of Shochu before I pour myself some. I lean back on my chair, resting my ankle on my opposite knee. I let my drink breathe for a minute before I take a sip. I shut my eyes for a moment, feeling transported back to Japan. 

[color=#006400]”Don't bite my head off for this, but is it because you two are similar?”[/color] I open my eyes and look at her. [color=#006400]”You're both duty bound, under oaths, and apprehensive of others. You may be more open than Avery is but you have quite the bite, Kiki dear.”[/color]