[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Errands – Chicago, IL 
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Cassi smirked when Nic closed her car door before she could answer. [I]Well, this should be fun,[/i] she mused to herself. 

Nic climbed inside and started to back up. She hated how much the way he towered over her when he put his arm behind her headrest, but she couldn't deny its effect, either. While Nic backed up, Cassi rested a hand on his thigh, making circles with her pointer finger. At the same time, she crossed one of her legs over the other, her skirt shifting up from the movement.

[color=#DB7093]”Once we have Wayland set-up comfortably, should we go for lunch before clothes shopping?”[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Medivial Torture Museum —> Driving – Chicago, IL
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Caden turned the car on before he looked at Nero. He smiled softly and rubbed his hand on their leg before squeezing their knee. 

[color=#006400]”I know but I wanted to be sure.”[/color] Nero hadn't said anything, but Caden saw the look in their eyes.

[i]They were safe[/i].

Caden had promised Nero that, and as long as they were together or Nero had someone with them, he believed they would be. He had to, or he'd be worse than Avery when he had fought with Kimiko.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Diner – Chicago, IL 
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Avery snapped his head back to Kimiko when she used his last name. He narrowed his eyes at her, a dangerous smile pulling on the corners of his lips. 

[color=#B0C4DE]”Did you just last name me, [I]Voss[/I]?”[/color] Avery countered. He leaned back on the table, looking into Kimiko's eyes. [color=#B0C4DE]”I already have the money set aside for the car. I just have to go get it. I'm buying your gear. You wouldn't even be on a motorcycle if it wasn't for me, so I'm paying for it.”[/color]