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Zeddicus leans forward watching the event go down. With a devious mind he grins from the idea. “I think BJ should take two... in order to catch up to where Ginger is. To make fair.” He starts giggling alittle before bringing it back under control. “I also think Ginger should get the first shot... no rules applied, to be fair after all.” He silently weaves some magic into his body to speed up the process of breaking down the alcohol in his system, to be ready for another round real quick.

Max lets out soft little moan as the wave of pleasure pushes him softly, teasing his body with this perfect balance of pleasure but not enough to finish it... oooooohhhhh fuck yes... oh god I need this so bad right.. Those words open up has eyes wide and wide grin forms on his face, his eyes drinking in the the most appealing view he has seen in such a very long time, and none this inviting in his life.. oh yes oh yes... mmmmm, oh yes! His arousal is almost palpable in the air.. not really but close, his eyes drink all of her inn as his sight turns hungry, hunger for her and everything she will give him, she just awoken something inside him. Ohhh I am going to make her screen tonight.. at least hope to. The moment his mouth touches hers his tongue darts into her mouth, to playfully rub on hers, darting in to give it a kiss and a gentle greeting before diving to ravage it. His hands had sought out her ass the moment their lips touched, taking two strong hand fulls and squeezing them. Catching the rhythm she is grinding on he, waits, timing her movements, then there he goes, his hand quickly losing its grip off her ass, moving as fast as he can to his dick, wanting to surprise her as she impales herself on his throbbing member. Ohhhh fuck... oh god she feels so good! His moan is sudden as it happened, his freshly lubed cock sliding into that hungry, wet pussy. The sudden sensation of her tight walls wrapping around his length for the first time his moaning loudly into her mouth just to get the same back from her.. oh it was deep and lustful, his hand tightening on her ass hard just then. They just joined together for the first time in such a deeply His mind swims in the sudden pleasure as they just shared two deeply lustful wanting kisses at the same time, from the top and the bottom. She is so damn tight! Has it been that long or is she always this so hot inside? Yes this was definitely right about this... by the look in her eyes and face, we both need this.

Zeddicus smiles as he stands up again, making an elaborate bow to Yuumi. “A show for the ages. And a much harder act to follow but the show must go on.” He takes his place infront of Ginger, with a smile on his face. He to sure his enchantment will hold up against another shot but hey why not just enjoy it. Gently he takes up her hand once more giving the palm of her hand a soft while looking her in the eyes with a twinkle of mischief in his own. “Good to see you again my sweet. I hope the show will be enjoyable for you.” He leans in to go for the salt but stops short, hoving right over contact like a sensual tease before placing several kisses going up her neck, sucking off the salt as he goes. Next he goes for shot, putting his lips to it and throwing his head back to take it down as his hand comes up to tickle Gingers stomach, so she would lose the lime so when he goes for it he simply kisses her long and sensual before licking the taste of the lime off her lips.. “I guess I missed the lime.” He said with a soft whisper just for her, that smile coming easily to his lips as he stands back up. Then it hits him like a brick as he sways slightly and starts to giggle some before regaining composer. On slightly unsteady legs he moves back to his seat a small fit of giggles hitting him every few seconds as his cheeks get red.

Max bites his bottom lip as he watches what Ro is doing, the sudden movement back, the graceful way she was lowering herself. Without a wasting a moment he shifts in the seat to line up with what she is doing, the fire in him burning hotter and hotter for this amazing woman. Everything Ro is doing draws in his complete attention, her soft touch on his thigh gives him shivers, “Ohh fuck yes please.” He enthusiastically answered her without hesitation. The heat in his body is wanting something to focus on, somewhere to go. When his tower comes free it twitches from the sudden change of freedom. With his eyes locked to her own he shares a very personal feeling with her, his desire for her as a person, if he couldn’t honestly see a future version of himself being with with her this wouldn’t mean anything to him.. but this night is quickly turning from something of pain to one of intense passion and desires. The feeling of her hand and then tongue puts him into another world as he arch’s his back slightly and intakes a quick breath as she licks up to the tips the pleasure was intoxicating as he felt each moment as dick twitches and throbs. “Ohhh fuck...”, be said as the pleasure hits him in wave after wave, the softness of her tongue on his tip made him shiver with how skilled she is even more so when she hits is more sensitive spot on the underside at the base of the crown. One small moment after another pushing him ever forward, allowing himself to really give in and let go, let go of the shit day this was, letting go of everything holding him back from fully enjoying this and just embracing this for all it is worth... is it proper healing? No but it is something to patch it for now.

Feeling Ro grind like that on his lap sent his desires through the roof, Max felt small waves of pleasure from the much needed attention as he can feel her heated sex rubbing on his own, even with the clothing in the way it is easily the best thing he has felt in such a long time. Each movement she makes stimulating and turning him on even more then before as his hand squeezes her firm and juicy booty. “We both do.” He agreed whole heartedly, the lust and need in his voice was thick. The core of his mind does know this isn’t the best idea, a tragic break up into trying to get with next door neighbor whom is going through the samething... oh but it feel so good it is easy to get swept up in the passion oh so very easy. She is so fiery, she knows it is wrong as well, she knows this isn’t something to be doing, but she is going along with it.. this longing and loneliness they share.. the desire to be cared for and wanted, the basic human wants to be loved and sheltered.. and that sweet sweet release of the most intimate kind. They together knows it is wrong.. but if it feels so good, why not surrender. And so they did. His mouth meets hers in such a heated pleading for her sweet embrace, lips locking and pushing together in a wild passion as his hand quickly slides up her back and weaves into her hair to lock her into this moment with him. He moves his hips up and she moves towards him to rub his growing bulge harder on her, letting his hidden member press up between her lips to feel the growing dampness from their shared primal desires and needs. Then he feels her undo the last button for his shirt to which he quickly untangles to aid her in taking it off as his body presses up into hers to make enough room to get unstuck from the sleeves. After his hands instantly go for the bottom of her shirt to quickly pull up and over her head to expose those round, soft and oh so inviting breast. So beautiful and perky with such sweet little nipples his hands come up to grab them, squeezing them softly has his fingers sink into their softness. The thrill of it all just pushing everything up to up to eleven as his mouth comes to rest on one of her nipples and starts sucking softly, giving it a small teasing bite as he makes such small sounds of enjoyment and pleasure.

Max ended up spacing out for a moment, before he realizes it his head was being held to Ro’s breast, with her hand stroking his head, a feeling of warmth and safety filling him up along with the bubbles slowly clouding his thoughts. He heard the words she said, s few of them stuck with him, words that lift his spirits. Strong, handsome, and caring? It is so sweet hearing somebody say that, makes me feel so warm.. safe. To rest his head on these beautiful pillows feels so good, it has been such a very long time since he last as been held in such an intimate way.. it makes his heart flutter, he can feel his heartbeat quicken and without wanting to stop himself his arms throughly wrap around Ro’s slender body. He squeezes her tightly as he snuggles his face into her bosom, feeling his body getting warmer as desires start to cloud his mind, slowly finding himself thinking about taking off her shirt and enjoying himself to her rack, which causes a stir in his loins.. the longer he is there the more of her warmth he feels the more he finds himself wanting her. He speaks softly while holding onto her, savoring this time together.. “Sometimes all it takes is a ray of sunshine to show you how to find a way out of darkness...” he can still feel that pain and depression below the surface.. but right now it is all hidden away by the warmth and comfort he is feeling with her.. and feeling so... aroused? This is wrong of you, you both just lost people close to you, if you go down this path awful things can happen.. but then so could good things? Sometimes you just need to take life by the balls and go for something, you will never know until you try! His hand slowly slides up her back as he lifts his head off her chest to look her in the eyes, their faces so close. Her offers to help and let him stay there warned his soul, “You are such a beautiful, kind, and caring soul Ro.” He said with genuine warmth and an undercurrent of wanting. He doesn’t know if it’s the alcohol, or the loneliness, or just the wanting of such a tender embrace.. but right now while staring into her eyes so close together. The hand that moved up her back comes to lightly rest on her cheek as his heart beats faster. “Would be okay if I hit on you?” He whispers right before leaning in, his lips meets her in such a soft and tendered embrace, everything else melt away for him in that moment.. she didn’t pull away? And then his thoughts go hazy for a moment as the soft kiss turns into one on passion, everything coming to life, the wanting need for such a such a beautiful and caring woman. His hand on her cheek disappearing just to glide across her back as he wraps his arm around her once more and then pulling her onto his lap, a small stab of panic is quickly washed away from his growing desire, she can easily feel how stiff he has been growing but her weight on him feeling so right.. so very right as his hands move up and down her back in wild abandon as the rush of life is sweeping him away.

Zeddicus eats his sandwich, making sounds of pure bliss at how soft and creamy the heated peanut butter and banana get when grilled. Every bite is perfection as he swoons in his seats but the hunger made him eat it faster then he normally would have so it was gone in no time. “Tell Cinnamon she made it perfectly and that I am very thankful.” He said with a chipper voice. Now he stands up to take Val’s place at the touching his staff briefly to enchant his mind with clarity and focus before getting ready for the shot. But first he takes Ginger’s hand softly to bring up to his lips for a soft kiss on the back of her hand. “It would be ungentlemanly to not introduce myself, call me Zedd. It is a pleasure to meet you.” And then he quickly licks the salt off her stomach, quickly takes the shot while making it looks like the swallowed the glass but it just appears in the bar counter before he takes the lime from her lips with a kiss. Then he stands back up straight with a smile on his face. “Delicious. And the drink was good too.” He winks at Ginger before moving back to his see looking fine, he can still feel the alcohol hit his system just it won’t stop hamper his mental functions.

Max chuckles softly from her story, he knew what it was like to pick up after a messy person for he had to do the same for all his time with Jane, if he didn’t clean after getting home the apartment would forever stay a mess which she always left it. “I fully understand that, Jane was a tornado when it came to making a mess, being with her was a full time job of cleaning up after her just so the place didn’t look like a wreck that it currently is.” He said with more the a slight bit of annoyance in his voice. Just thinking about it gets him mad... but with a deep sigh he lets it go, like ripping off a bandaid.. sure it hurts the most doing so but much better the letting it sit there getting worse. ”I am happy to be here with you now, tell you the truth the same could be said of me. I somehow feel I would not be here sharing wine with a beautiful woman while making light of a shitty situation. I feel like I would be in a much darker place.” Which filled him with pain while just thinking about it, he could see himself just laying there wallowing in self pity and doubts.. but the warmth of her body on his, the closeness he is sharing with her makes the pain so much more bearable. Makes him feel like he just wrapped up in a warm blanket on a very cold night, that instant soothing warmth that takes a cut off the chill. Feeling more comfortable he squeezes her closer to him, wanting to share in this feeling of comfort, wanting to see a smile on her face. “I will start mine from just what happened earlier.” With a grimace he goes into what he seen when he just got home, flickering a wave of anger that shows on in his eyes and voice as well as the pain of the betrayal, the feeling of being lost. His hands shake slightly from the whirlwind of emotions, “She took everything.. everything I’ve bought over the years for our life together..” he spits out the word like a hiss before just a bitter feeling and sadness replaces the sudden anger, feeling so lost as the reality of it all sets in.. that shock to numbness held it all back before but this feeling is twisting his heart. “Everything is gone, my place looks like it has been looted after a hurricane... all she left me is work related supplies and my cloth.. fucking bitch stole my bed as well and left me just an air mattress.” His shoulders slump, his arm around her losses it’s strength, his eyes glaze over as this crushing feeling overwhelmed him, everything just to much for him to process so it all shut down... with a long sign he lifts of the glass of wine to his lips and drains the whole glass, with an empty stomach and being very much a lightweight he almost feels the alcohol right away, a small bubbly feeling rising up through the disparity to put a slight smile back on his face, allowing his eyes to refocus to see Ro right there infront of him, how could he not see how beautiful she is?

@Elena Ichinomiya ”For get it Magnolia, I was out of line to ask so just for now let’s just enjoy the party and savor the time we have here.” Zeddicus said before turning in his chair again feeling famished as his stomach growls. He hopes she doesn’t take his actions and comments in a poor light. @Lollipop ”Shots do sound inviting, but not on an empty stomach.” His eyes look longing at the sandwich sitting there out of reach. But until he can get it he conjures a slice of bread to eat, which is about the most he can do with solid based foods.

Maximilian’s pain is sharp and deep, like a knife that was twisted upon being brought all the way to his heart, but that doesn't stop him from putting it aside to help another person first, it is in his nature to such. To him his own pain seems almost insignificant compared to her own, even when he knows that are sharing the same torment. The feel of her soft lips on his cheek breaks him out of his moment of being lost in though as he slightly blushes. Her fresh set of tears invoke a fresh set of own to come forth as he quietly supports her with soft gently strokes her hair and the warm rubbing on her back. It feels so good to be able go hold her like this, just the feel if her in his embrace is a comforting act for himself as well just the simple need for contact as their tears form together. With a soft chuckle from her words he feels ready to speak again as her captivating gaze connects with his own to fill him with the need to make her smile. To be able to smile and laugh still even when things are at their worse is a true test of the human spirit in his mind, a simple ray of joy in a bleak and druery time can really just make everything feel that much easier to deal with, so he goes for to. ”Frigid? I don't know about that, you feel pretty warm to me.” he leans forward just a little to press his lips to her forehead in both a way of comfort and to pull of his punch line, the humor of which he hopes will connect. It was for a moment but it felt longer then such before he separated to be able to look into her eyes again with a soft sparkle of mirth in his own. ”98.6, you are perfectly hot to me.” He said with a warm smile not noticing how he just put out those words out in the incorrect manner. ”I have an idea, how about rather then remember what good times we both had, we rant about the bad ones instead over a nice glass of wine. We deserve it.” he breaks away from the warm embrace but leaving his hand on her back keep to connection going as he grabbed and handed her wine to herself and then picking up his own thoughts swirl around with what he will say. ”Cheers.” tapping his glass to her’s with a soft tink, ”To a brighter day tomorrow and brighter days tomorrow.” he said with a joyous tone he doesn't quiet feel yet but plays the part to get the good humor rolling as he takes a long sip of the red wine, and flavor being sweet and robust as it coats his mouth and goes down his throat, ”Delicious.” Is all he can say, while wine is nice he doesn’t drink much at all so using fancy words would feel false so he sticks to the simple and to the point, but with his gaze being on her face and moving to her lips it is hard to tell if he was talking about the wine or what he is looking at, both would be correct.

@Elena Ichinomiya Zeddicus simply stares back as his eyes glow slightly, studying the magic that is tying the doll together. The possibilities it would be for his world if he could map out how she works and if his worlds magic could emulate that worlds magic for this being is unlike anything he has ever seen before. Her question shakes him out of his pondering, ”Sorry, forgive me for starting. That was terribly rude me.” he said sheepishly. ”But I was wondering if I could study you?” he ask hopefully

Maximilian eyes went wide at the suddenly glorious view, Aurora has such an full and plump ass in his face with just a little tease of a cheek as well? Is this accidental or on purpose? Is she aware of what she is doing to him? The rush of thoughts in his head were far from ones he should be having right now. But he can’t help but feel this one would just simply be divine. He can see it now, having her bend over his lap, wearing just her skin as he giggles and wiggles in his lap. It would feel so natural with his hand on her breast, feeling so soft filling his hand so nicely as he teasingly spanks her bare beautiful ass. The sting he would feel on his hand as it came down hard on across her backside, the impact sending shockwaves through her booty as it moves her entire body, the moan she would make would fill the room as she looked up at him over her shoulder the look in her eyes would be so lustful and needy. No, no, no, no. This is not how things are going to be. Jumping to things like that are just going to get you kicked out. Be still, stop getting turned on. ”Thank you so very much Ro? May I call you that?” he asked wanting to be polite before jumping to what seems like more of a closer friend then they are right now. Weird thoughts like that go though he head to often, makes he seam odd in a different way. He leans over to grab the roll of paper towels while trying to carefully conceal the slight changes in his lower regions, he then rips off a few sheets while listening to that relaxing ripping sound from it. He gathers a few to put on his lap to both hide and make it look like he is saving them for later. ”I would love to drink you.” he blinks as his words got twisted up just then, a small panic goes right through him as the words get fumbled in his head till he can just breath and say ”I meant to say is I love red wine, thank you for the offering.” the panic fade as he looks slightly embraced, feeling almost uncomfortable until their legs touch. That is much much nicer, She has such beautiful shapely legs... Oh what he would...No! But her words touched him, the sadness, the loneliness hitting him hard in the chest, replacing that desire with a fresh coat of pain, then a spark of mirth. ”Fuck them both..” her tears just pulls at his heart so strongly he is moving into hugging her before he notices it, pressing his chest in hers as his arms wrap around her one arm and hand resting on her back that he warmly rub on her back to comfort her as his other comes up her back to softly stroke her hair. ”It is alright, we are both feeling this pain, we don't have to bare it alone.” he said softly with a tone warmth with a touch sorrow and understanding. ”He was was a fucking idiot. You are ten times the woman Jane would ever hope to be... And she is pretty much as active as a dead fish in the bedroom.” saying it so matter of factly, In an unusually chipper tone for comical effects. Hoping they can both get a good laugh out of it, for if she does he will Definitely follow suit and laugh with her as well.

@Elena Ichinomiya ”Well met Magnolia Lazareva.” He said with a cheerful smile, his eyes watching the courteous contraption with wonder and interests. She does rather well made, oh to study such a constructive like that would be such a delight. “I like to call the drink Blue Moon. It is made with blue berries, cream, some milk, and highly distilled blueberry wine to make it extra strong.” In fact his glass comes up to his hand to savor another drink of his glass. It is so rich and flavorful, thick and coating as it soothes the burn as it comes. “I do have to say it is one of my finer creations. I hope you enjoyed it! Would you like another?” He ask inquiring as he conjures another glass on a floating to move towards her.

With a simple nod, for he does not trust his voice right now with the painful lump in his throat, Maximilian accepted her offer. Wiping away the tears in his eyes as he looks down into her eyes, the shared pain is like looking into a mirror but he sure sure that’s about as far as the mirror goes. He knows he looks as mess with his red puffy eyes, tear stained cheeks, and stuffed up nose. “Do you..” he stops as he feels choked up. Breath in and out, just push it down long enough to speak, that’s all you have to do. He turns his head as his hand comes up cover his mouth as he clears his throat. When he turns his head to look at her again he notices her outfit, his eyes drinking her curves in, that tight tank top isn't hiding much and leaves little to the imagination.. those legs and how the gray shorts hug her just makes him wonder what it would be like to have them wrapped around him.. and the words get caught in his throat. I never really seen her like this before but damn.. that smooth toffee skin looks so inviting. For a moment his thoughts go down a different path but he shuts it down before it can go far down that rabbit hole. “Do you have some paper towels?” He ask in a very stuffed up nasally way. In the end he will gladly accept her offer, first he will however kneel down to untie and take off his shoes next to the door to show off his colorful panda socks. Before softly walking behind her to the couch, trying to keep his eyes respectful but is drawn to the sway of her hips as his mind tries to go down that path once more to be shut down again. Now is not the time for that. Not at all, we are both in pain so behave. But is it difficult with such a beautiful woman, he hasn’t had any intimate moments in so long now since Jane was cheating on him. Just feeling her softness when they just hugged made a small part of him he thought was gone from the pain stir to life. But making it to the couch is it’s own dilemma, it is such a very comfortable looking two seater.. means he is going to be right next to her.. Would that be a bad thing? She is very attractive, you are both hurting... No! Just because you would really want that kind of comfort doesn't mean the same for her, Stop being a perv and morn. Sitting down lightly he wipes his palms on his pants as he shifts around nervously while she gets everything ready. His mind going in circles from his grief, to his anger, to his growing desire.. his fingers are interlocked on his lap as he leg bounces idly. But that seems to formal and closed off so he puts his hands to his side palm down on his thighs.. but that just doesn’t feel right either. Finally he just shifts himself on the couch to be facing the seat she will take, his right leg crossing under his left as that one remains on the ground, right arm along the top of the couch while his left is relaxed and on his lap, trying to look comfortable. Also ready to take the wine when offered.

@Elena Ichinomiya Zeddicus turns in his seat to watch the woman impressively handle the drink, feeling somewhat in awe by her fortitude and curious by what kind of being she is. By looks she is very easy on the eyes, a normal man can get lost looking at those curves, but he isn’t a normal man. He hasn’t seen anything like her before in his years of research and traveling. I wonder if I could study her... no you are on vacation. “How did you enjoy the drink,” he ask curiously. “What are your thoughts on it? The taste and texture was to your liking? Also forgive me for my rudeness, I am Count Zeddicus Zulthus.” He makes an informal bow from his seated position, he is on vacation after all, but continues with. “And your name is?” He ask inquisitively.

Zeddicus nods and smiles politely. The smells killing him into a happy state for it looks so delicious. “Hello Cinnamon!” He herd her being called such so goes with it. “The food looks most delicious and I want you to know how much I appreciate what you are doing.” his voice comes out smooth and happy, almost bouncing in his seat. To Toffee he says. “Understandable, I have had students like that as well. It just takes time, kindness, and patients. When they get ready they will come out when needed, but before then just shelter and guidance is best.” He said with warmth. His smile is one of ease and understanding. But then his stomach lets out an growl which brings a flush to his cheeks. Getting lost in thoughts and speaking to the staff hasn’t dulled that part any at all.

Maximilian is pissed off would be an understatement, he was FURIOUS. How dare that bitch break up with me through a Text Message! After all the shit she put me through the four years we were together she sends me a fucking text message to break it off?! Right before he got off work at his office job, right before the weekend they was going to ‘try’ and get the magic going again. Oh she is getting the magic going alrighty.. with the next door neighbors boyfriend according to their post about finding each other’s soulmate after ‘escaping terrible relationships’. The last touch of his day and the following ride home was all a blur as his emotions wildly when from body shaking rage to deep sadness that makes tears sing his eyes. Maximilian stood there right inside his apartment feeling rather empty and drained. The emotional roller coaster he has been on for the last hour has been mentally exhausting, leaving him feeling... numb. Everything was so surreal right now as if it was a waking nightmare. His apartment looks like it was ransacked, majority of his stuff was crammed into the corner of the living room, carelessly tosses in a pile to make room for everything else to be pulled out. He doesn’t even bother to close the door behind him as his leaden feet shuffle forward. His eyes staring blankly at the mess, the harsh beam of sunlight flooding into the room drew his attention that the blinds and curtains are missing as well. A voice in his head tells him to be pissed off, to be angry, to rage.. but all he has right now is the overwhelming urge to cry. The pain in his chest is sharp as if he was stabbed by a knife. His arms hurt, bruises are forming as he vaguely remembers trashing in the car when he first got into it in a near blind rage. Without that surge of adrenaline in him anymore his will to go forward anymore is spent. In fact he hasn’t even moved pass the entrance to the living room he is so just done with today, done with tomorrow.. done with everything. But they still have things he needs to look at, things that need to be checked up on. Feeling something on his face his hand comes up to just wipe away dampness. I’m crying? I should be glad that bitch is finally gone, why in the hell was I in this for so long! Why did I allow myself to be so used? Because it felt good. And that made him mad again. Oh how it burned to know all this. All the signs he seen but was to blind to look, the drifting apart, her coming in later and later saying she was ‘working out with her friends’ yet never having gym clothes and walking differently. Always turning away from any personal contact. His feet stomp on the floor as he walks to the bedroom, the shockwaves going up his legs igniting some pain in his knee. Which forces him to recall now how he kick his car door after work. He isn’t a violent person at all, but something had snapped inside him then pushing him in a way he has never seen before. It burned away that wall he always hid his anger behind, letting it roam free to be brought up at anytime, now is one of those times. He looks inside the bedroom, it is stark and empty with sunlight beaming in to illuminate it for Jane also tools everything in here as well. All his clothes are in a pile in the corner in the bare and empty room. Right where the bed used to be is a box with an inflatable mattress left inside and next to it his pillow and blanket. The site leading him down the rabbit hole of sadness again. Ideas have been flashing through his head but right now he is to spent to grasp anything. All he really knows is he doesn’t want to be alone right now. In one long hazy blink he finds himself infront of Aurora’s door with his knuckles sore form knocking on the hardwood door loudly. Why am I here? Maybe she wants to be alone right now? She just got dumped to.. but maybe she could use company? Around and around his mind goes in inner turmoil. Hearing the unmistakable thud of the door blot being unlocked to the door swinging open inwards and there he stands in his button up white shirt, khaki pants, and dress shoes the goes to work in, his blood shot eyes from the tears that have fallen locking onto her own, she looks so sad that his heart goes out to her, it pulls him forward, forward with his arms up and out, wrapping them around her warmly and tightly. Yes she needs this too, they both do, a part of his mind appreciating the feel of this beautiful woman his arms are around,the feel of her face on his chest, her breast squishing on his torso... but he just wants to cry right now so he does, sharing in the pain they both feel.

A small gnawing hunger in the pit of his stomach reminds Zeddicus that he hasn’t eaten since breakfast this morning and it was only buttered toast. The smells of the food in the air feed into that hunger, the cakes being eaten seem so tantalizing but he has a hunger for something else right now. His eyes closing partly as his lips curl up in a slight smile, just thinking about makes his core growl in protest. His hand loses on his drink as a small disk of light forms underneath it, his mind racing with the possibilities of what possible delights they may have here and hope for the one he really wants. Just thinking about it makes him feel like he is floating toward the counter, which he is, sometimes when he really gets excited his ability to fly triggers on its own without him needing to concentrate. He can feel his mouth watering as he takes the seat next to the fellow, he presumes, caster. Sitting lightly in the chair and wiggling some to adjust to a comfortable arrangement with his hands rubbing together in eager excitement. He raises his hand to get the attention of the staff member, his eyes and posture radiating hope that they have the simple delight he so craves. “Pardon me, Would I be able to get a grilled peanut butter and banana sandwich with apple jelly? Please and thank you.” He spoke kindly and calmly despite the obvious state he is in. Oh he is ready for this, he likes to treat himself to one at least once a week and he is over due by far. So joyous he is he forgets about the potency of his drink as he grabs it from the disc to bring to his mouth. The sweet taste of blueberries goes so well with the thick creamy delight of its milky texture is soothing with the alcoholic burn as he swallows. That burning sensation going down his throat to be chased by a fresh cooling chill makes this drink something magical and to be treasured. It took him several months of conjuring to get it to perfection, several times he almost gave up but he pushed through some awful works to get to the one he has now. Letting out a sigh of contentment as the sensation spreads into his stomach to calm the hunger for the moment he places the drink back onto the disk to which it suddenly duplicates into several of the same drink on floating disk that he wills to move to each other person at the bar. “I would be honored for y’all to try this, I have been working on it for sometime now and I feel it is worthy to be shared with my fellow patrons of this fine establishment.” He finished happily, feeling quiet good about himself and his work.

Zeddicus smiles slightly and nods his head at Yuumi “So this is a nexus between worlds. I couldn’t make out the the type of magic used to make this place.“ he looks thoughtful for a moment. “If you would wish to discuss the finer points of magic I am always interested in hearing how it may work differently across the multiverse. Maybe we teach each other something?” He finished sounding somewhat hopeful. “You do give off a rather interesting aura.”

@Balthier Zeddicus laughs softly. ”Black magic? No, I don’t have much talent in the darker arts. This is just some low-end conjuring and illusions. Entertaining to see and look at but nothing dark at all. In general Black magic isn't something to be feared but rather embraced.” he takes on more of a teaching tone. ”Darkness is very much a part of Light, you can't have one without the other. Magic is magic, A part of life, a part of death, and a tool to be used by those that can use it. It is a vast ocean that can take you anywhere.”

Zeddicus looks around for a moment. ”Tough crowd today. Alright, let's step this up just a notch.” Taking a sip from his drink he forms a large illusion of shimmering colored lights to envelop the area for a few minutes. Making a gorgeous aurora across the sky right above bar. ”Now time for some music.” he claps his hands then out of his staff come a small happy beat of music. An Orchestra of sounds that a unique to whoever is listening so it us based off what the person wants to hear.

Zeddicus walks over to the area infront of the bar not far from where the people are chatting. “Greetings my good people! Mind if I join you all for a drink?” As he said drink he twirls his hand around and poof! One appeared. He bring it to his lips to taste just to make an awful face. “To light, need something heavier.” He tosses the glass into the air for it to turn into a bird that flies away. “Mmmmm I got it!” With another roll of the wrist Poof comes another glass. This time he grabs his staff touches the blue sphere to the glass and ‘pours’ a milky blue liquid into the glass. Letting go of the staff he brings it up to his lips to taste. His eyes go wide and as he starts coughing. “Strong.” But it was delicious. (Think 120poof blueberry milk)

Looks up as the what looks to be another caster walking out. Could be worth an chat. Left for the snack bar.