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Cassian felt at ease among his friends, and despite their usual bullying, he offered them a sincere smile. Rolling Dana’s hands from neck with a upward motion of his shoulders he lopped an arm around her neck and drug his into him, rubbing the knuckle of his finger lightly against the crown of her head, [color=00000D]
[b]“Oi, Dana you sure showed up fast, did the nickname upgrade add a little spring to your step?”[/b][/color] Cassian’s smile formed into the usual smirk, his hold quickly  relaxing around Dana thanks to her spikes.

[b][color=00000D]“You might see me cry tonight if you keep it up.”[/color][/b] Cassian countered Nolan’s snark with a exaggerated pout and opened his mouth to say more but swiftly shut it as Nolan brought up his own hellish practice. So it seemed they all had something to pay for because of the fight, [color=00000D][b] “Seems like the trend for all of us athletes, then. I’d say sorry, but I think you should take your grievances up with Lola Russo.”[/b][/color] His gaze turned back to Dana and he assessed the jacket she wore with Nolan’s grand suggestion in mind, nodding his head approvingly.

[color=00000D][b]”You heard the man, if hell breaks loose you’ll be our secret weapon. Wouldn’t that be romantic, swinging you around in my arms to knock some heads in, [i]Kami-san[/i]”[/b][/color] Cassian teases pursing his lips at Dana like he’s asking for a cheeky peck.

The sound Darla’s voice through the microphone put an end to his friendly affections. The introduction was quick enough and soon the completed melody of a song Cassian had only heard pieces of rang about in the intimate room. There was a tranquil expression on the usually arrogant or cold appearing man as he watched his friend perform. The song offered a rare opportunity of reflection, hearing and practically [i]feeling[/i] how close Bastien was to his family, stirring a nostalgic feeling in his chest of his own childhood in Australia. The muscles in his jaw contracted, protruding against the skin, but that served as the only reaction to Bas’ performance as it carried on.

Cassian barely registered Nolan’s quick escape to the bar as the set came to a gentle end. Blinking out of the trance Cassian pulled his arm from around Dana’s shoulder and joined in on the applause, saving the “whooping and hollering” for a performance that wasn’t so emotionally charged. 


[color=00000D][b]“Who knew he had a heart?"[/b][/color] -sniffle-
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