[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Park – Chicago, IL 
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Cassiopeia glanced down at their hands, focusing on the feeling of his on hers. [color=#DB7093]”Well, it means I’m not going to live as long as I might have.”[/color] She looked up at Nic and smiled slightly. [color=#DB7093]”I mean, I’m almost three hundred years old.”[/color]