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[hr][i][color=LightSteelBlue]Time: Evening[/color] 
[color=LightSteelBlue]Location: Banquet Hall[/color] 
[color=LightSteelBlue]Mentions / Interactions:[/color] [@Tae] Kali, [@princess] Lottie, [@PapaOso] Milo[/i][/center]
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Cassius gave a low chuckle, but there was no humor in it. Just release.

[color=lightsteelblue]“Believe me, I’d love nothing more than for us to make that smug little dickhead disappear. Maybe even make a game of it. Bet we’d have lots of fun.”[/color]

His jaw shifted as his eyes flicked toward the spot where Milo had stood.

[color=lightsteelblue]“But he knows something. Something I need before I turn the artist’s ribcage into a sculpture of my own.”[/color]

He paused, the smirk slipping.

[color=lightsteelblue]“I’m not myself tonight, Kali.”[/color]

His voice was quieter now. Rougher. His gaze wandered without meaning to, settling again on Charlotte across the room. He didn’t even notice it until it was too late.

[color=lightsteelblue]“Feels like I’m not in control of my mind. Or my emotions. And I hate it.”[/color]

He clenched his jaw once as he looked down, letting his eyes meet the ground below as he waited for her response. Was he even ready for whatever she’d say next? Or maybe he just wasn’t ready to be alone with the feeling. [/color]