[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/59/55/de/5955dead7dc13cf4d24639e0e0e6c88e.jpg[/img][hr][hr] [b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Nic&Ren's Apartment – Chicago, IL [b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [URL=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/de/a9/4e/dea94e9005acf6dd906c110c5fb39001.jpg]Fit[/URL][/center] [hr][hr] Cassiopeia blinked when the door she had just opened shuts. She turned and had to look up to see Nic properly as he towered over her. She leaned back against the door and swallowed. [color=#DB7093]"We are rather good at teasing each other,"[/color] she managed to say. She didn't miss the way his hair swooped across his forehead when he scanned her from head to toe. She also didn't miss the way he stalled on the little bit of skin she had showing. Cassi smiled and tucked her fingers under his chin to tilt his head back to look into her eyes. Cassi still had to look up at him, but she felt like she was on an even playing field with him now. [color=#DB7093]"We still have shopping, and lunch I believe,"[/color] she reminded him. [hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e9/c0/56/e9c05618462818f5fcddd6b271eebb3e.jpg[/img][hr][hr] [b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Planetarium – Chicago, IL [b][color=#006400]Skills:[/color][/b] [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/8c/4d/e4/8c4de4eb6bd54c6015667ee6b7a02b0f.jpg]Fit[/url][/center] [hr][hr] Caden smirked and pulled Nero close. [color=#006400]"I don't think you understand how large I am in my dragon form. I'm confident you wouldn't be able to make a suit,"[/color] he declared. Caden turned around and pulled Nero on to the centre of the building where the night show always played. [hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/aa/e2/ae/aae2aeea9d376b2baef92ac42908d884.jpg[/img][hr][hr] [b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Garden of The God's – Chicago, IL [b][color=#B0C4DE]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center] [hr][hr] Avery's hand slid back up to Kimiko's hip when she turned away from him. He was worried she was going to pull away, and wanted to make sure she didn't. His eyes moved away from her lips to her flushed face and he grinned more. Her stipulation made him smile and he cocked his head to the side. [color=#B0C4DE]"Only one? What if I win more than one round? Shouldn't it be one outfit for every round I win? We can limit the rounds to five like a typical UFC bout,"[/color] he offered her.