[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/736x/f0/9b/a8/f09ba869933bef33d9e94c0a4c2cecee.jpg[/img][hr][hr] [b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Hindu Temple – Cary, IL [b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center] [hr][hr] [color=#DB7093]”Oh, that’s because you haven’t seen Avery shirtless lifting weights. If that doesn’t turn you gay, nothing will,”[/color] I say, knocking my hip back into his. [hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1] [img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/2070147ea140ade2f6fdd7023945a83c/d405d86270bf524c-ad/s250x400/dd2ff4f1193e9474edfed7a969a148f9a5cf9af3.gif[/img][hr][hr] [b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL [b][color=#006400]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center] [hr][hr] I looked away from the cats running about to Nero and smiled. I wrap my arms around their waist, looking down at them. [color=#006400]”Well, them not acting like regular cats for one, and your power. I think you were probably a witch before you ended up in hell. Most demons were witches since they make deals for power, which is one of the reasons Cassiopeia doesn’t like witches or being called a witch. Her power comes naturally,”[/color] I explain to Nero, my curiosity about their past growing with each word. [hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/aa/e2/ae/aae2aeea9d376b2baef92ac42908d884.jpg[/img][hr][hr] [b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL [b][color=#B0C4DE]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center] [hr][hr] I look away from Kimiko and pick at the fibres on the armrest of the couch. It made sense why Caden was called in. He had this way of connecting with anyone and anything, not to mention he was good at healing people. I try to ignore what Kimiko said about chasing down her mom and never finding her, but I can’t. [color=#B0C4DE]”Are you sure you should even be looking for her? I mean, it doesn’t sound like she wants to be found.”[/color] [i]Or know you,[/i] I think to myself. I glance back at Kimiko, thinking I probably crossed a line and she’ll storm off now.