[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Hindu Temple – Cary, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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I smile at his worry. [color=#DB7093]”It went away on its own. It was just the spirits’ way of connecting and passing on a message. Unless the spirit is malevolent, those marks never linger.”[/color] I’m now debating if I should tell him about the time they tried to burn me alive, not to mention all the other times I’ve been stabbed, tied up, and beaten. I refrain for now and rest my now-healed hand on his cheek.

[color=#DB7093]”Don’t worry about me, Nic. Do I need to send you pictures of me on the hour with today’s paper and the correct time, too?”[/color]

I look around, waiting for the people in the area to leave before I let the spell concealing us fall. I wade over to the edge of the fountain and step out. The pressure in the fountain goes back to normal. My pants and shoes are soaked, along with Nic’s and I debate on how to dry us off.

[color=#DB7093]”We should talk to some of the people who frequent the temple. See if something has changed recently,”[/color] I agree. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Car – Chicago, IL
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When Nero tells me they love me, I wish I had done the same. I wasn’t sure they wanted to while they were with Kimiko since she also knew German. I open my phone to text them, but their message comes through first. I smile and tell them I love them and to have fun.

I set my phone away and looked at Avery. [color=#006400]”Do you want to drive and try and pick someone up, or do you want me to?”[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Aston Martin —> Street – Chicago, IL 
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[color=#B0C4DE]”You can,”[/color] I say immediately. I know he’s going to make me do something else, but I really don’t want to play a character. I hate doing that.

Caden chuckles but nods. We get out of the car and switch. [color=#006400]”Give me ten minutes, and then you can walk in. I’d suggest saying you are looking for someone. Give the description we got last night. Someone will likely know where they are. I’ll try to get what information I can.”[/color]

I nod and watch Caden drive away. I run a hand over my head and tug on my shirt's collars, counting down the seconds until I can start moving.