[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Flo & Santos – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b]  
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Cassiopeia pouted when Nic took the to-go containers from her. She watched him place them in the bag and walked out of the restaurant. She continued to eye the bag even after he had taken her hand.

[color=#DB7093]"Mmm, technically you are a nurse for humans and not supernatural creatures,"[/color] Cassi agreed. She reached around Nic and stole the bag of food from him. [color=#DB7093]"But you are a good person, and I don't think you would let anyone who came into your ED suffer. At least not much."[/color]

She smiled up at him and released Nic's hand to wrap her arm around his. Her hand rested along his bicep while she walked, and matched his pace to keep from being jostled around.

[color=#DB7093]"Shapeshifters learn to take different forms by touching their prey. So, if he had touched you even just once, he would be able to shift into you. On top of that, a shapeshifter can see your memories and know what you are thinking after they take your form and will be able to continue to do so as long as you live. Shifters are also inhumanely strong, fast, and agile,"[/color] Cassi explained, giving Nic an impromptu lessons on the creatures. [color=#DB7093]"But, Caden is different. He can't read your mind or anything like that if he decides to shift into you."[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] [url=https://www.marrakechil.com/]Marrakech[/url] – Chicago, IL
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Caden grinned, his eyes watching Nero as they pulled themselves closer. Caden readjusted their seats to allow them to nearly be side by side. He rested his hand on the back of Nero's chair and topped off their wine.

[color=#006400]"It isn't the [i]only[/i] thing on my mine, but it is always there,"[/color] he confessed. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Caden's House - Chicago, IL 
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Avery didn't miss any of Kimiko's movements. He watched everything with rapt attention, from her finishing the strawberry and licking her lips to cleaning the chocolate off her hands, with her eyes on him. Avery felt his control waver and knew his eyes shifted from brown to gold.

He had been watching her hand and her mouth, stuck on thoughts that were better off left unspoken, when she finished. He looked up from her hand, meeting Kimiko's eyes. Avery pulled his muscle shirt off and dropped it on the floor.

[color=#B0C4DE]"Do you have any massage oil?"[/color] His voice wavered as Avery fought to remain in control. He walked forward, closing the distance to Kimiko's bed. His eyes shifting to remain on hers while he moved closer.