Holidays were approaching, and everything looked jolly when Yuriko stepped in the mall. Ruki had agreed to meet her there later, but somehow, she had a constant feeling of being watched. Perhaps by a familiar? She glanced around but couldn't spot anyone who would have seemed out of the place.
Heading toward the bookshop, Yuriko let her gaze travel around the wide bottom floor of the building. Decorations shined, and happy tunes filled her ears, but it wasn't only that. It felt like there was a distinct aroma of the season wafting from the cafés around her. Oh, how she wanted to taste some seasonal delicacies... but right now, she was on a mission. Cozy and relaxed moments must wait...
Humming, Yuriko hastened her steps a little and turned around the corner...
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The isle of the dead was always a lively place. Something one wouldn't have really expected given the residents that live there. But for those who resided there, they always found something to do during the day. For some it was haunting crypts, others it was playing cards, or having tea. But for the caretaker of the land; Grimora work is what always kept her busy.
As a Scrybe she always had new epitaphs to turn into cards, a new meeting to attend or appointments to keep. Yes she had her free time of course but she always liked to make of the most of the bright sun filled hours of the day before resting. There were a number of task she needed to get done throughout the week, but for today she decided to spend some time outside, and tend to cleaning up some of the graves that resided near her crypt.
Rain, dirt, and other natural elements always did a number on tombstones, and the flowers that adorned some of the graves needed to be rotated out for fresher ones. And of course there was always a new grave to dig for some creature. But today, she focused on the cleaning part. Busying herself with pulling weeds, wiping down tombstones and plaques, and changing flowers. Others have offered to do the work for her but she always preferred getting her hands dirty herself. And saw it as her responsibly to make sure every spirit under her care rested comfortably. And today was the perfect day to maintain that duty.
Though the sun was high in the sky the overcast of clouds and cool autumn breeze keeps her from overheating. Allowing her to toil without a care in the world save for the dirt that was caking itself onto her shoes, hands and skirt.
"Alright that should do it!" The second item on that list was easy to remedy as she pulls a handkerchief from her dress pocket, using it to dry off her hands the moment she finishes rinsing them off in a bucket of soapy water she brought with her. But the moment she rises to her feet however, something halts her work. Far along the warned down walkway that expanded across her island was a person. She wasn't sure if they were lost, a friend, a foe, or just a visitor because of how far they were. But the that does little to keep her from smiling brightly and calling out to them. Waving to the visitor in a friendly manner as she greets them with a loud warm chuckle.
"Why Greetings! Pardon my appearance I wasn't expecting visitors today! What brings you hear to my little corner of the world dear?"
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"So, this is how my brothers have been whiling away the time. The garish decorations, one too many balloons, enough sweets to rot my teeth... Good grief. Those three, of all people, should know I have no use nor interest in celebrating my birthday. I never asked for this. I never asked for a grand commemoration, and yet I'm appalled."
Lavish garlands and a multitude of birthday balloons adorned in monochrome stretched as far as the eye could see across the Mukami family's estate, from the balcony all the way to the veranda. With slow, almost reluctant footsteps, Ruki hesitated to attend the gathering in his name. That is, until he noticed a familiar figure in the corner of his steel-blue hues.
The soft silvery light combined with peaceful blue decorations welcomed you to the reception room while vivacious music played in the background. The scent of lilies lingered in the air, giving a pleasant atmosphere as you stepped in and met two beaming faces.
Never had you seen Ruki smiling like that, the happiness sparkling also in his eyes. The aura of strictness still hadn't left him, yet it was clear that he had finally found his peace. Yuriko, on the other hand, was as cheery as ever but there was a hint of rosy pink on her cheeks as she gazed at you. A shy smile danced on her lips competing with the glimmering mirrors of her soul she had just tied eternally with her wedded husband.
"My wife and I are very happy to welcome you here today. Thank you so much for coming and celebrating this special day with us. Let us start with some champagne. Good food and entertainment are also waiting for you, of course. Please enjoy the evening and create a beautiful memory together with us."
"Umh... I... I'm so glad that you arrived to celebrate this day with us. Please, take a seat at one of the tables."
After greeting the couple you arrive at your table. Take your time to view the menu card and enjoy your stay.
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do not, i repeat, do NOT order the chicken alfredo from Pasqualli’s. i don’t know what the hell we use but i saw them pull the meat out tonight…very much not chicken. be normal and just get breadsticks. psa over !!
"I don't know why people always look at me weird when I'm trying to enjoy a fruit. Like I get it. I am a fruit, hashtag slay. But that shouldn't bar me from enjoying them the way I like to! I like the zest of the limon skin. It's not actually so bad when you get the flesh in there with your biting and look at me. Look at my teeth. Tell me I wasn't built for eating fruit like a cookie cutter shark. You can't!"