[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Driving – Chicago, IL
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	I smile, watching Cassi disappear into her house. I rest my hand on Nero's leg and give it a gentle squeeze before I pull back and drive away, heading for downtown Chicago and the stores that are open a bit later during the week. It was no New York or LA, but Chicago still had a good social scene which meant they are good clothing stores that catered to all kinds.

	[color=#006400]"She's coming around. Because of our history, she's extra protective of me as I am of her. I am glad to see she is trusting me on this one."[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Cassi's House – Chicago, IL 
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	When I walk into my house I'm expecting disaster; but it isn't that bad. I'm greeted with a lazy meow, the other two missing in action. I dump by bag onto the couch, being mindful of the offering bowl and the envelopes I got earlier. I creep around the house, Wayland following me with his fluffy tail raised and flicking this way and that.

	[color=#DB7093]"Ah, ha. I knew there would be a few victims."[/color] A couple of my herb plants of been knocked over, dirt in the sink, on the counter, and a bit on the floor. Some of the dill I was growing had been nibbled on but nothing terrible. I keep doing recon through the house and find more destruction in the bathroom. Currently Calypso and Maximilian are batting a bottle of nail polish back and forth.

	[color=#DB7093]"Of the three of you, I did not expect you to be part of the problem, Max,"[/color] I scoop him up, flipping him onto his back for unwanted affection. Calypso weaves between my legs and I pick her up next. She is much more receptive of my kisses.

	[color=#DB7093]"You little instigator you,"[/color] I cooed. Calypso was my problem child, which I was not surprised by in the least. She had that look about her in her eyes that let you know trouble was on the horizon. I loved it all the same.

	[color=#DB7093]"Alright, how about I feed you before I start fixing all these messes."[/color] A chorus of meowing answered me followed by Calypso jumping from my arms, and all three cats ripped out of the bathroom and down the hallway. I smiled and shook my head. At least I wasn't lonely when I came home.