[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Restaurant – Chicago, IL 
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Cassiopeia took Nic's jacket happily. She couldn't resist inhaling the scent of his jacket before she laid it across her lap. She didn't really need it but she wasn't going to deny Nic's jacket or his kind gesture. He may be younger than her but his chivalry and kindness was that of some men who were from her time period. 

His teasing made her blush but she shook her head again. [color=#DB7093]”Choosing food would be like you asking me to choose which cat to save. Impossible.”[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Planetarium – Chicago, IL
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A wide grin shifted across Caden's face, the idea of Nero singing to him brought a pleasant image to mind, and he hoped Nero wasn't teasing him. 

Caden gently guided Nero to the check-out counter while they filled him in on their thoughts about space. Caden nodded, knowing the facts of this. 

[color=#006400]”It is possible. Or some other secondary hand involvement. Maybe angelic. Maybe Hubble was a supernatural creature himself. Or time travelled.”[/color]

Caden set his and Nero's wares on the counter to pay for them. He took the bag once everything was packed, thanked the attendant, and led Nero from the building. He opened up the car door for Nero and watched them. 

[color=#006400]”I love how your mind works.”[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Garden of The God's – Chicago, IL 
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Avery smirked when Kimiko couldn't come up with anything. He may have teased her a lot, but his need to make good on his word always won out. He pulled on his jacket and grabbed his helmet. 

Avery paused before he looked at Kimiko. There was a slight look of disbelief on his face. 

[color=#B0C4DE]”Fashion isn't as important as your safety,”[/color] he said and pulled on his helmet. [color=#B0C4DE]”But no one looks bad in leather.”[/color] He gave Kimiko a very purposeful look from her toes to her head before he winked at her and got on his bike.