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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL
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	I chuckle and take another sip of coffee to let Nero take another look. The tattoo sleeve on my right arm is in full glory. It was designed and done by Cassiopeia. It contains the anti-demon-possessing pentagram, but it’s interwoven with a mountain-scape that climbs my upper arm to where the dragon's head peeks over. My forearm is filled with various runes, but they shift and flow to create another scene of fire and destruction. The tattoos on my right fingers look like talons nearly but have the shape of daggers. A bleeding rose covers the back of my right hand, while my left hand has a small weeping woman, curled in on herself. The tattoo on my left upper arm is an adaptation of the death tarot card that Cassi once pulled for me. The symbol of change.

	I refill my coffee cup and wink at Nero before I return to the closet. The full dragon takes up the right side of my back, wings spreading out over the left, making it look like the dragon is climbing or flying up the right side of my body. The wings seem to pop, but only because they cover lash marks from the 17th and 18th century slave trade. 

	I close the closet door behind me to prevent Nero from getting an even more tempting look. I decide on the [url=https://i.pinimg.com/474x/ef/3c/e5/ef3ce51f9e07ce67b4b57a1f94b39f0e.jpg]grey suit[/url] and change relatively quickly.