[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Osiris Oasis – Chicago, IL
[b][color=#006400]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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I place both hands on their hips and pull Nero closer. [color=#006400]”Yes, a different kind of dance,”[/color] I whisper into their ear. I pick up a shot glass from the table and take it before I sit back in my seat, a mischievous smile playing on my lips as I lock eyes with Nero. We had the rest of the night to ourselves now. I wasn’t concerned about anything going on around me.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Walking – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#B0C4DE]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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I look at Kimiko, frowning a little at her question about if I knocked a werewolf out with one punch. Did she think I was weak or something?

[color=#B0C4DE][i]”Oui,”[/i][/color] I say simply. My French accent is nearly flawless. It’s a lot better than my Spanish, at least. I had ancestors originally from France and thankfully, the accent seemed to come to me naturally. My Spanish was decent, but it was easy to tell I wasn’t native to it. [color=#B0C4DE][i]”Je ne pense pas que quiconque rattrapera Caden,”[/i][/color] I state.

[hider=Translations]I don’t think anyone will catch up to Caden.[/hider]]