[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Caden&Nero’s House – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#B0C4DE]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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Avery’s hands stilled on Kimiko’s legs. He looked at her, running a hand up her leg and squeezing the back of her thigh.

[color=#B0C4DE]”Kiki, you’re stronger than you think. You can’t stay up all night,”[/color] he gently scolded her.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Cassi's House – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b]  [/center]
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Cassiopeia sat on the floor of her room, crying and squeezing her hand with the towel to slow the bleeding until no more tears fell. [i]Stupid, stupid, stupid.[/i]

She didn’t mean what she said about Nic’s family. She was glad Ren was still alive, and maybe Nic was right about letting go and moving on, but Cassi couldn’t bring herself to do it. She was all that was left of her family. If she let them go, where did that leave her?

Cassi slowly got to her feet and walked into her bathroom. She rummaged around, looking for bandages for her finger.

She felt suddenly drained, wanting nothing more than to apologize to Nic and crawl into her bed. But she couldn’t bring herself to leave her room, even after she had her finger bandaged.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden&Nero's House – Chicago, IL
[b][color=#006400]Skills:[/color][/b] 
[url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/cd/b6/81/cdb6818c0231895368bb10cb75902b5e.jpg]Fit[/url][/center]
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Caden’s favourite collection had always been his swords and other old weapons. It was the only thing he travelled with when he moved homes and the only thing he permanently kept in his personal collection. He knew every sword intimately. So when Nero mentioned the initial, Caden knew exactly what sword they were talking about.

[color=#006400][i]”Komm mit mir.”[/i][/color] Caden grabbed a robe from the back of the door and wrapped Nero in it before taking their hand. He pulled them along to his study, where his collection of swords sat in glass cases.

The sounds of demolition and construction filled the normally silent house, but Caden ignored it all. He pulled Nero into his study and shut the door behind them. Once the door shut, the sounds of renovating vanished. Caden walked over to one of the glass cases where three swords sat in a series. It was a progression of German swords and their evolution, the one on the bottom being one of the oldest and the top the newest. Caden looked at the sword on the bottom, the engraved ‘W’ suddenly standing out sharply, even though it had faded over time.

[color=#006400][i]”Ist es das?”[/i][/color]


[Hider=Translations]Come with me.//Is this it?[/hider]