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Who: Gilgamesh and everyone visiting Heaven's Feel!
When: 5/1—5/8
Where: Caissa, Heaven's Feel storefront
What: The grand opening of Heaven's Feel, Caissa's premier matchmaking service, has arrived! Stop by for food, drinks, and some friendly fun with your fellow Heroes! ...or maybe even pick up a date, who knows.
Rating: General audiences, except for Gil's threads because he was pretty much making out with everyone. Tread carefully.

Heaven's Feel

[Maybe you've heard, or maybe you haven't, but there's a new business in town. It's plastered everywhere, posted on the side of every building and shouted from the end of every street corner in Caissa. Heaven's Feel, Heaven's Feel, come fly with the angels at Heaven's Feel! Really, who writes something so cheesy? The owner must be a real piece of work, you think, yet there's something enticing about the sound of it...

If you do decide to stop by within the first week of May, you'll find a massive celebration awaiting you: the celebration of opening day! Eager workers wave down anyone who gets close, with offers of wine tasting, sweet treats, and even speed dating. The store's interior bustles with activity as visitors fill out cute little survey cards in hopes of a hook-up. The owner in question can be found mingling in the crowd, bartending, and drawing charcoal caricatures of couples for a nominal fee.

Overall, the atmosphere is one of excitement. Hop right in! There's plenty of room for lounging on the cushy furniture, and plenty of time to find your own hottie.

...or perfectly platonic friend. Look, we're not judging or anything.]

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[ Kavi has about half a cupcake crammed into his mouth when Adra approaches and begins talking to him. And from the looks of it, he's already deep into his cups. That, or he's a lightweight.

...Speaking of looks.

He narrows his eyes at Adra's face as he licks a cupcake crumb away from the corner of his mouth. ]

I think I dreamed about punching you in the face the other night.

[ hello to you, too, kavi ]

[ Adra blinks several times in confusion, struggling to keep himself steady and upright. He squints up at Kavi (tall ...)--nope, never met this one before. Rubbing his left temple with the same hand, he sighs. ]

Well, I'm sure you wouldn't be the first person to do that.

[ He feels warm and bleary, and as such this seems like a perfectly normal conversation. He did happen to incite punches with some frequency back home--just not for the same reasons as his brother. ]

What subconscious offense did I cause you, hmmm? Are you, by chance, some manner of nobleman? Executioner, warmonger, sycophant?

[ The noise Kavi makes, muffled by the other half of the cupcake (they really are delicious and that's coming from someone who usually side-eyes sweets) might have been one of dissent. He's none of the above and now that he thinks about it, wasn't the person in his dream much taller?

...This one looks a lot more twiggy. Any tipsy. Really tipsy. Better keep an eye on that. ]

Decided to drain some of my mana. You felt entitled to it, I guess. Didn't give me any solid reasons but then again, it was an odd dream. You were a lot taller, too.

[ Being drunk, for Adra, works like this: his mind wanders, what little filter he has erodes entirely, and he tends to just say whatever fool thing comes to him in the moment. When Kavi describes the dream, he can't help but react immediately, and so he can't stop the sobering note of fear as he backs up against the table. ]

You dreamed of--Aurelius?

[ What did that mean? Was it a portent? Light. Light. ]

[ Such a strong reaction to the vague mention of someone else. Has this Aurelius done Adra wrong, Kavi wonders, or are they simply a fearsome person from back home? Seeing Adra take a stumbling stop backwards makes Kavi frown and reach out, loosely gripping Adra's wrist to keep him from falling over. ]

He didn't get as far as introductions. Acted all nice until told to cut his mana stealing out. Then he got mad.

Does that sound like someone you know?

[ Adra stiffens as Kavi takes his wrist, as though paralyzed. He's certainly rigid now, in any case. ]

He's--my twin brother.

[ Gently, he pulls free of Kavi's hand, his anxiety quickly turning to a confused scowl. ]

And that sounds exactly like him.

[ Mh. That certainly explains the similarities. Kavi makes no effort to take Adra's wrist again but he keeps an eye on any wobbly gestures and on his footing. Just in case.

If the scowl is anything to go by, these two don't have an exactly friendly sibling relationship. ]

No offense but your brother is an asshole.

[ He exhales slowly, as though trying to force his mind to clear up, as though he can will the wine out of his blood by force. Where is Aurelius, really, aside from appearing in this stranger's dream? Adra worries for it constantly. The Aure he knows is long dead--long undead. A horror, both in body and soul.

His fingers drum, unsteadily, on the table. He mutters. ]

Yeah, I know. He's been like that for a long time.

[ A pause. ]

I don't understand why he'd show up in your dream, but ... I hope it doesn't happen again.

As long as he remains in a dream, I think you're going to be fine.

[ Just what exactly happened between the two brothers to make Adra react like this at the mere mention of his brother? Kavi watches Adra inhale and exhale, watched the pace before he lets his eyes wander over to Adra's fingers.

Anxiety. Nervousness.

Hm. ]

...Come on, let's find something to distract you with. Your brother isn't here so you shouldn't allow him to ruin your day, yeah? Have you tried one of the cupcakes? They're really good.

[ He chews on his lower lip. Yes, if the dream remains a dream. If--but the question does snap him out of his burgeoning worry cycle. ]

Oh? These? I made all of them.

[ He glances at the tables, still laden with sweets. ]

You liked them, huh?

[ Huh. Kavi didn't really peg Adra to be behind the cupcake army which is currently waging war on their empty bullies but he's seen stranger things. Why not an elf decorating cupcakes? ]

I did. I'm not that into sweets but the cupcakes are pretty good.

[ Which is why he picks up two and while offering one to Adra and his poor nerves, he takes a bite out of the second one. ]

[ Adra waves him off. He rarely eats his own food. Or ... food, generally. ]

I'm fine. But I'm glad you find them somewhat to your taste.

[ Wan smile. ]

Come back another time. I'll make you something savory.

[ Hmmm. Somehow, Adra doesn't look good. Maybe bringing up his brother, even on accident, wasn't something he wanted to face today. Perhaps it's something else.

Or perhaps he always looks like paper being stretched thin. ]

I will. [ Not that Kavi needs food food. But the taste is still nice. ] Are you going to be fine on your own or do you need me to find somewhere you can sit down?

[ Column A, column B. Adra makes a dismissive gesture with his hand. ]

No -- go on. Enjoy yourself. I've still got work to do, anyway.

[ Work such as ... staying upright against this table. But he's turning 'round, regardless. See you later, Kavs. ]

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