[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/aa/e2/ae/aae2aeea9d376b2baef92ac42908d884.jpg [/img][hr][hr] [b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s House – Chicago, IL [b][color=#B0C4DE]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center] [hr][hr] [color=#B0C4DE]”I don’t know. Do you think you deserve more than one question a day?”[/color] Avery asked in between bites of his food. [hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1] [img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/2070147ea140ade2f6fdd7023945a83c/d405d86270bf524c-ad/s250x400/dd2ff4f1193e9474edfed7a969a148f9a5cf9af3.gif [/img][hr][hr] [b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s House – Chicago, IL [b][color=#006400]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center] [hr][hr] Caden sipped his wine while Nero spoke. He set down his glass and nodded in response to Nero’s offer to tell him more about the dynamics of Hell. [color=#006400]”It wouldn’t hurt to know the different dynamics and how to approach them,”[/color] Caden agreed. [color=#006400]”Do you want to write them down, or would you rather talk, and I can type what you say?”[/color] [hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1] [img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/671ec5a4e014b7a6be530bf2c9341b25/8734118cff2c762e-80/s400x600/3e0d75281d97e5609cfcb6796a5a20731b8f02e0.gif[/img][hr][hr] [b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Cassi's House – Chicago, IL [b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center] [hr][hr] Cassiopeia rested her head against Nic’s arm again and nodded. [color=#DB7093]”That seems fair. You probably didn’t eat anything today anyway. What with you running around to look after me and everybody else.”[/color] Cassi sipped more of her tea before closing her eyes. The tea was warm in her hands. Now that Cassi’s nausea had subsided, all she was really struggling with was a headache, but when she closed her eyes, it seemed to be a bit better. The only problem with that was it was making it very difficult for Cassi to stay awake. The emotions of last night and the events of today were catching up with her. It was only mid-afternoon, but Cassiopeia was exhausted.