[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Outside Police Station – Chicago, IL
[b][color=#006400]Skills:[/color][/b] Notice;[/center]
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	I chuckle darkly and walk, leading them to the coffee cart. [color=#006400]”I can think of a hundred other ways I’d rather keep you up at night with,”[/color] I whisper into their ear.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Inside Police Station – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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	I pace outside the door after the two of them go in. Avery stands in the corner, watching me with amusement as I fiddle with my hair. I put it up and down twice before Nic calls me. I freeze, worried I’ve done something wrong. [i]Dammit Cass. You always go too far,[/i] I chide myself mentally. I walk into the room, hesitating on the threshold. 

	[color=#DB7093]”Is it the red furniture? I read there wasn’t supposed to be colour but also that some traditions aren’t always followed in America but I wanted to keep everything as traditional as I could but it was last minute but the older lady at the shop told Caden it was fine and his Madarinan is impeccable so I’m sure he didn’t get it wrong…”[/color] I keep rambling, unable to stop myself from talking.