[open] lookin' for the love getaway.

[babbylon]

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.]

Comments

[hymnals]

[ 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.

[umberly]

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.

[hymnals]

[ 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?

[umberly]

[ 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. ]

[hymnals]

[ 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.

[umberly]

[ 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?

[hymnals]

[ 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. ]