[h2]Caster: Cassandra[/h2][color=palegoldenrod]"Don't worry, Master, some people just don't know how to appreciate cute things,"[/color] Caster said when her Master made her distress known.

She turned around when her Master offered to send some of her goons to scout the source of the unusual anomaly at the park. [color=palegoldenrod]"I don't know if that was the work of another Caster. But I think your idea is fine. We've learned far more than I thought in a single night. My sight is becoming clearer, I believe that the more information we have, the closer my prophecies will be to the truth. Not that I expect anyone to believe them of course."[/color]

[color=palegoldenrod]"If it's trouble you want, I have the right thing for you,"[/color] Caster said as she got up from her seat and, with a snap of her fingers, dressed back into a casual outfit. Together with the change of clothes, she cast a concealment spell on herself. The objective wasn't making herself invisible or unnoticeable, but to scramble any information an enemy Master could get by looking at her.

[color=palegoldenrod]"That will do it! I'm gonna take Milord for another walk. Why don't you come with us? I'm sure you'll find it worth your time, Master."[/color] Caster flashed a beaming smile to her Master before making her way out of their workshop. She could tell her more details, but knowing the curse Cassandra was afflicted with, the least she spoke the better.

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[color=palegoldenrod]"Hey you! Pretty guy with a tattoo on the back of your hand!"[/color] Caster called for Walter right after crossing a street. [color=palegoldenrod]"You are looking for company, aren't you? Of course, you are,"[/color] she said as the wolf puppy perched on her shoulder stared at him.

[color=palegoldenrod]"What do you say of enjoying the night with a total hottie who could make even a Goddess jealous of her beauty?"[/color] Before he could even answer, Caster already made her way to the running man, catching up with him without any apparent effort and trying to pull him closer with an arm wrapped around his shoulder.

[color=palegoldenrod]"By the way, don't even think about doing anything funny. Milord has a really keen nose, if he smells any kind of mischief..."[/color] Caster chomped at a Pocky stick. Hopefully, he would get what she meant.
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