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“We know what’s going on, the Doctor already informed us as to why we’re here.” Ever answered, taking a sip of the wine Neeme had shared.

Garroth stood up and looked for something once more to possibly help him make some coffee having set it down on the Bar counter. “Hmmm does anyone know where I can make some coffee?” Garroth asks still looking around.

"Like this," she replied, waving her hand towards the coffee beans and manifesting a cup of warm coffee.

"Oh? I must have missed that announcement. Would you mind telling me what his excuse for kidnapping and dressing me without my consent is?"

Garroth’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Cool trick I think I’ll hang out with you most of all.” Garroth reaches out to grab the cup of coffee closing his hand around it.

"Art of Manifestation," she informed, "One of the many abilities of an angel," Nouran gave a warm smile.

Garroth took a sip and instantly calmed down in relief of the coffee. “It’s a good cup of coffee I don’t mind it being black I think it makes the taste even greater. Thank you for my comfort drink.” Garroth says then takes another sip and almost fell over with the taste of the perfect cup of coffee.

"You're welcome," she replies

Garroth found a nearby stool and sat on it. “Here why don’t you come sit by me?” Garroth says asking Nouran.

"Alright," she replied, finding a wine glass as she poured some for herself, sitting next to him on the nearby stool.

“So besides all that aren’t demons a sworn enemy to an angel?” Garroth asks taking another sip afterword.

Nouran took a sip of her white wine, "In Heaven and Hell, yes we are. Here, we coexist peacefully. A little secret of me though, I have demon blood in my veins," she revealed, the white of her wings pigmenting into an ashy black.

“Woah well I knew something was different about you because I’ve met another angel before except he didn’t like me.” Garroth says sadly. “He was interfering with mortal affairs I’m betting.”

“He had a giant ballroom and no friends.” She answered, shrugging. She took another sip of the wine, “I’m Ever, by the way.”

Aviva was about to reply snappily but decided against it, seeing as she had introduced herself. "Aviva Young." She said.

"H... hey"he tried to climb over the bar but fell on his back"I-I need more"he said

Aviva glanced over at Odysseus, with a disgusted expression. *Shameless drunk*, she thought.

“Wow anyone can call him a shameless drunk but try my mentor on for a size man was he something before my father killed him.” Garroth says this sadly. “But hey it’s not like I’m going to be cursed forever am I right?” Garroth asks.

((Oops sorry