[hr][hr][center][h2][color=#B22222]Cassiopeia Hood[/color][/h2][img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/f50d353ba90047f0ad9707f170596609/tumblr_ogyf9rFegy1r23joco6_r1_400.gif[/img][hr][color=#B22222]Location:[/color] Chinese Place -- Wichita, Kansas
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	Cassiopeia smirked at her sister and continued to eat her food. She looked at the sound of the door opening, bringing in a rush of cold air before the door closed again and warmth settled over her raised skin. Cassiopeia frowned at the woman who waved at them. She didn’t recognize them but they weren’t bad to look at either. [color=#B22222]”Do you know who that is?”[/color] Cassiopeia asked her sister in hushed tones, nodding to the woman who had gestured towards them. 
	Cassiopeia ate her food with a bit more haste, wanting to leave to get to the park and still have time to go for a hunt after. Curiosity has always been a bad thing but sometimes a curious nature couldn’t be helped. She looked back over at the trio who had walked in once she finished her food. Cassiopeia didn’t seem to recognize any of them and that was saying something. It wasn’t an overly big town.

[hr][hr][center][h2][color=#F08080]Willow Jones[/color][/h2][img]http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/34400000/Klaus-Mikaelson-Caroline-Forbes-klaus-and-caroline-34448889-245-245.gif[/img][hr][color=#F08080]Location:[/color] The Diner
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	Willow answered her phone, standing several tables away from Rose, Sierra and Sylvia. Her tone wasn’t exactly warm when she said hello to her mother. “Will? What happened to the car? Why did you ignore my first phone call? Are you at the police station?” The bombardment of questions didn’t help Willow and she felt herself turning red. [color=#F08080]”Am I adopted?”[/color] Well, that just fell out of Willow’s mouth. All the colour drained from the girls face as she just realized what she said to her mother. 
	“What?” Was the response from her mother on the other line. It was too late to backtrack now.
[color=#F08080]”Am. I. Adopted?”[/color]
“Will… come home. Your father will want to talk with you as well…”
[color=#F08080]”Answer the question mom… Please.”[/color] There was a long silence and static filled the silence, as well as the manager telling everyone they were closing early. 
“Willow, my precious rose, your father and I love you very much but…”
	[color=#F08080]”I’m adopted,”[/color] Willow filled in for her mother. She started speaking again, trying to tell Willow that they were her parents still, no matter what. Willow didn’t hear much as she hung up the phone and shoved it into her pocket. She turned back around and approached the group. She was staring at the floor, a mix of emotions filling her face and she didn’t exactly want to talk about anything that just happened but she did want to go to the park. [color=#F08080]”I’m going to head to the park, if anyone wants to come,”[/color] she stated and fished for her keys. She didn’t know the others had already made the decision to go and if they needed, Willow had the room to drive them all over to the park.