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Achronum
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Not a Sayan
Morose
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Cassiopeia Claire Alistair
Location: Cassi’s House – Chicago, IL
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Cassiopeia fell asleep with a smile on her face, wrapped in the warm embrace of Nicholas, and under the protection of her three cats. She slept deeply and for a while, but the brain had a lot of information to process.
Cassiopeia woke in the middle of the night, thoughts and visions plaguing her. She moved her head to see Nic was still with her, so she carefully moved off the bed and slipped out into the hallway. Max jumped off the chair, landing soundlessly on the floor, and followed his sorcerer through the house.
Cassi walked to her front door and opened it. She left it wide open as she descended her front steps and walked across the street in bare feet to the park. Max stopped on the front step, hopped onto the railing, and watched her. From this vantage point, he could keep an eye on Cassi while also altering Nic to his presence should the human come looking.
Cassiopeia followed a path onto the lawn, stopping when her feet sunk into the ground and she sat down. The wind greeted her as an old friend, wrapping around her in a hug before playing with her hair. It rested around her, waiting.
Wayland stirred after Cassiopeia had left. He yawned and stretched before hopping off the bed and wandered through the house. He found the front door opened and Cassi walking across the street. Wayland dashed back inside, ran up to Cassi's room, and hopped back onto the bed. Wayland started to meow and nudge Nic's arm, his face, and walked back and forth across his pillow, trying to wake him up.