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[attr="class","nameLeft"] [attr="class","nameLyrics"]somebody catch me [attr="class","namePost"] These jovial emotions felt endless as Zuriel woke to a pleasant winter day. It was approximately noon when he roused from his deep slumber, aware his periods of sleep were extensive. Yesterday had left the Assembly medic exhausted after being forced to create healing hexes multiple times before being permitted to leave work; he could hardly think straight once he left. When he arrived home, he immediately flopped onto the bed to sleep; he was uncertain if he actually snuggles Xander through the night or hallucinated him. Despite the tiring weeks, the lich remained rather content considering the recent occurrences between himself and his beloved boyfriend. [break][break] During their annual date at the Festival of Lanterns, the demon asked for his hand in marriage, which left Zuriel’s heart fluttering wildly ever since. He anticipated the day he would marry his wonderful fiancé and was prepared for their life together in eternal bliss. As the lich groggily left the bed, he slowly dressed in a long-sleeve shirt, thick pants and a sweater; any cold could be detrimental to his kind. He stumbled his way to the bedside table, fetching the beaded bracelet which worked as a temperature regulation charm alongside his engagement ring; he desired everybody to become aware he was taken. [break][break] Gradually, he readied himself for the day, finding Xander to be absent from the house; perhaps his fiancé was busy. He grabbed a glass for a sip of water before debating on what he would do today. While there were always chores, the lich has heard about a cafe in the Purgatory District of Aria where he could get freshly made croissants; it sounded like an excellent opportunity to settle for brunch. With a broad grin evident on his lips, Zuriel retreated to fetch his wallet before grabbing his coat and a scarf. Once properly dressed, he exited his home to head down towards the Purgatory District. The walk would be rather short considering he lived in the Mixed District with his marvellous Xander. [break][break] The cold air nipped at Zuriel’s cheeks, although, his charm consistently monitored his temperature and raised it as needed. The sun was hidden behind light grey clouds where snowflakes gracefully drifted down, littering the already white streets. The lich moved slowly, weaving through the streets, excited for his idea of lunch; especially since the Purgatory District tended to be rather quiet. While other species groups occasionally entered the area, the district was rather tame under most circumstances. Once he entered the area, Zuriel felt mixed emotions as he quietly shoved his hands into the pits of his pockets. [break][break] While he could tolerate his species group, he never investigated Thanatos nor undead in general. There was plenty to learn, but Zuriel found himself distracted by the maniacal man who murdered him. The TRS medic who tracked down his parents and brutally killed his direct family, he included. Fortunately, Aria became a safe haven considering TRS rarely infiltrated the area, instead decided to remain in Lorsette. There was a chance that perhaps someday they may attempt to reclaim the village, but Zuriel prayed the day would never arrive; he never wanted to see that man again. He was thankful when he and Xander made the agreement to move, especially considering the Assembly used the area as a base of sorts. [break][break] Gradually, the lich’s cold walk brought him to a sweet, little cafe. A grin touched his lips while he pushed open the doors, a bell jingling above him to herald his arrival. He approached the counter where a girl with ebony hair happily worked at her station. Eventually, he earned her attention, a friendly smile touching her lips as she asked what she would like. The lich requested a croissant and some chai tea, which was promptly provided so he could sit in the cafe. He found a table in the far corner beside a rack of magazines and settled there to enjoy his little brunch. [break][break] While his species was not required to eat, he enjoyed the occasional snack. Rumours did state the cafe was originally opened to cater to lich beasts and, just recently, the newly re-discovered skinwalkers. They were the few undeads which required sustenance, thus the cafe was likely frequented with undeads who desired a fresh taste of food or those who needed it. Despite the location, the shop appeared to be bustling with business as people regularly entered and left the establishment, enjoying the affordable meals. Gleefully, Zuriel settled in his seat, taking a bite of the croissant which he requested to be stuffed with cheese. [break][break] While he ate and enjoyed the cinnamon taste of chai tea, he found himself rather relaxed in the atmosphere. A soft melody of jazz played over the speaks, soothing those who entered while people quietly conversed over tables. Some enjoyed various foods or drinks, maintaining the calming vibes. [attr="class","nameLyrics"]somebody save me from this fearful torment. | [attr="class","nameRight"] [attr="class","nameImage"] [attr="class","nameInfo"] [attr="class","nameTag"]@open [attr="class","nameNotes"]just having brunch in an unlikely place~! [attr="class","nameWord"]810 words |
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