[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Walking – Chicago, IL 
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Cassiopeia mused over Nic's suggestions on how to use silver in the ER. [color=#DB7093]”Either of those would be a good idea. As long as it doesn't throw off your medical results. I used to use silver in my tattoo ink but it changed the consistency of the ink. Besides, I found the runes to be more effective.”[/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 beamed, glad Nero could taste the flavours of the food and seemed to enjoy it. He understood there was no need for Nero to eat, that they just did it because of him or to appear human, but he appreciated the effort Nero made. 

[color=#006400]”I'm glad. I'll make sure we have more of the spices on hand should you develop a craving for it,”[/color] Caden said. 

He focused on his food, quickly devouring his plate before taking a second helping of the dishes. 

[color=#006400]”Ah, I nearly forgot to tell you. The clothes that we had ordered when we were in New York are set to be delivered tomorrow.”[/color]

[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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Of course Avery's eyes land on Kimiko's lips while they surround a strawberry. She looked at him, curiosity in her eyes. He fought to keep his eyes from wandering down her body again, and instead looked at the floor. He held a bottle of oil up. 

[color=#B0C4DE]”Where do you want me?”[/color] he asked shyly.