[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 kiss Nic back softly, wiping a few stray tears from my face after. I smile shyly from the fact that I was the one who got emotional on Nic’s behalf. [color=#DB7093]”Once a month,”[/color] I agree. [color=#DB7093]”And should you ever want something more permanent, I’m sure Caden could talk to the art curator of this place and get this painting back for you.”[/color]

[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 when Kimiko gives me some of the details. [color=#006400]”That’s my girl,”[/color] I praise. It would be worth listening to Levi have his temper tantrum after this.

I relax back in my seat and sip my drink. She doesn’t answer my question about how long she plans on staying, and I don’t press the matter. I know she needs to talk with Nic, but that can wait another day.

I look at Kimiko and snort at her statement. [color=#006400]”Was?”[/color] I tease her.