[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s House – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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	I swallow before I speak and nod. [color=#DB7093]”Ya, I usually come here three times a week, or Caden brings me food.”[/color] I didn’t always remember to cook for myself. Sometimes, I genuinely forgot.

	[color=#DB7093]”Oh, um, no. Cassiopeia, Cass, Cassi. I respond to anything, really.”[/color]

	[color=#006400][i]”Katze.”[/i][/color]

	I frown at Caden, recognizing the German word for cat, thanks to Nero. [color=#DB7093]”Except that,”[/color] I say and keep eating. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL
[b][color=#006400]Skills:[/color][/b] Notice; Shapeshifting[/center]
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	I chuckle. [color=#006400]”Nero came up with their own nickname for Cassi since she asks so many questions. She doesn’t seem to like being called a cat, even though she claims she once was one.”[/color]