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[center][h1][color=FFF79A]Kimiko “Kiki” Voss[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=FFF79A]Location:[/color][/b] Emporium Arcade and Bar - Chicago, IL
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Kimiko makes a weird strangled noise as Avery whispers in her ear, the sensation mixed with his words nearly turning her legs into jelly. What he says next makes her want to look away again out of sheer embarrassment but he’s turning her chin and cheek much like he had in the parking lot. She could swoon as he closes the distance between them and kisses her. Her grip on his arm tightens a little in surprise before she kisses him back, forgetting that they’re in a public place.

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[center][h1][color=F7941D]Nicholas “Nic” Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F7941D]Location:[/color][/b] Nic’s Apartment - Chicago, IL
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Nic smiles, nodding to himself as Cass speaks. [color=F7941D]“Sounds like a plan. I once again cannot begin to tell you how grateful I am for all your help this week.”[/color] He tells her, squeezing her into his side even more after she’s wiggled into him. It’s cute how she reminds me to bring a go-bag with him, but he loves how much she cares about him and his job.

[color=F7941D]“Can I pack you in my bag?”[/color] He teases softly.

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[center][h1][color=#9B111E]Nero[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#9B111E]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Jet - Chicago, IL
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Nero shakes their head with a wide grin. [color=#9B111E]“No - at least, not that I can remember. I know Hell has a pretty large network in the city, but I never really made it here.”[/color] Their ‘territory’ has been Chicago for as long as they can remember. The little imp briefly wonders if that was Mundus’ doing or not before they shoo the demon from their mind for now. Instead, they press their face against the window again to watch as the lights get closer and brighter.

[color=#9B111E]“Are you going to tell me what we’re gonna do or are you still wanting to surprise me?”[/color] They ask.

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