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[center][h1][color=FFF79A]Kimiko “Kiki” Voss[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=FFF79A]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home - Chicago, IL
[b][color=FFF79A]Skills:[/color][/b]
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Kiki beams breathlessly at Avery, about to quip back but easily distracted by his lips and following where they were going. She closes her eyes again, her grip on the clutched fabric of his shirt loosening. With flushed cheeks, she opens her eyes and glances down. [color=FFF79A]“Oh gods, I’ve got chocolate all over both of us.”[/color] She didn’t realize there were some chocolate bits she had missed earlier. Her cheeks darken as she registers that she’s straddling Avery.

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[center][h1][color=#9B111E]Nero[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#9B111E]Location:[/color][/b] Mandarin Oriental Hotel – New York City, New York
[b][color=#9B111E]Skills:[/color][/b] Demon Eyes
[b][color=#9B111E]Fit:[/color][/b] Dark Grey Sleep Shirt[/center]
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[color=#9B111E][i]“Nein, es ist eine Drohung.”[/i][/color] Nero says with a wide grin and a flash of their white eyes. They lean forward and grab the last of the fruits and cheeses. [color=9e0b0f]“Do we have something planned for early tomorrow?”[/color] They ask, switching to English.

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[hider=Translations] No, that was a threat [/hider]