[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Mystic Dreams – Chicago, IL 
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I smile albeit sadly. I glance down at the counter and Wayland’s fluff. I rub his belly and he starts to purr. [color=#DB7093]”Easy stuff first. Hard stuff later. With drinks,”[/color] I say and look up at Nic. [color=#DB7093]”Deal?”[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] The Bear – Chicago, IL
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At least with a trio of people, it means for closer seating. I sit across from Kiki while Nero sits in the middle, but slightly closer to me. Not only had I pulled their seat out and shifted it towards me, but Nero had scooted closer as well. Our knees brushed and Nero's hand found my leg. I captured their hand with my own, holding it under the table.

I pursue the wine list and select one for our meal. The conversation drifts between catching up on Kiki's wanderings to my exploits and Nero's time topside. We discuss music, we discuss politics, and we discuss the treaty of Chicago. Any sensitive topics, the three of us switch easily to German.

I know Nero enjoyed the private language between the two of us, but I think it helped to bond them and Kimiko as well.

After our meal and before dessert arrives with a new bottle of wine, I speak up. 

[color=#006400]”Try not to rile up Avery too much tonight, Kiki. He's on edge enough with being looked at as a suspect and potentially being in a room with other territorial werewolves.”[/color]