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Water was still, even after four hosts, Ra’s favorite element. You never forget any host, but the first host you merge with, they remain special and Yeomra could feel her in his memories, hear her voice, sense her thoughts and even taste how her lips used to taste after a day on the ship. Salty and tainted with the flavor of rum. When he was one with the water he felt closer to her, even if the pool was filled with chlorine and the pool smaller than he would have liked. 

Yeomra had arrived early, far before the class started and would stay long after it ended. He came up from a dive when he saw a rather unexpected person at the pool side. Someone that looked like an angel, literally, not in the romantic sense of the word. Except for one very odd angel he met in his first week at the academy, he never had seen an angel swim. 

The other seemed to be hesitant however and Yeomra pushed himself out of the pool and grabbed his towel from the side, rubbing his hair a little and hanging it over his shoulders as he walked over to the unfamiliar creature.

“Hey” He said as he stood next to the other “You not going to go in?”

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At least there was one alleviating fact about the mess in the restaurant. And that was: it was early and hence not that many customers. Just one elderly couple by the table for two in the back but the rest of the people walking around the place was Minjoon’s staff who was suddenly shocked and worried about a mess that a person that had entered the restaurant started to make so soon after their arrival. The waitress had just taken the order before Hell slowly, but surely, started to break loose and they did not know what to do.

After all, their safety procedures had no clause about a cupid. Nothing mentioned those creatures, but it was only Minjoon who could smell it out. The rest of his staff, human or otherwise, remained clueless to the origin of the creature when they rushed to Minjoon, hoping the owner could somehow appease the situation. Minjoon did not even know what the situation was and he doubted that it could be that serious when he could not hear any racket from the back rooms where he was alone, wallowing in self pity.

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      There was nothing quite like the brush of late-winter breezes against the feathers. Nothing like the smell of freshly brewed coffee that swirled around one in the quiet chambers of a lovely little bakery in Vighulir. Combined with the unlikely addition of an ancient book, recovered from an underground water temple yet perfectly preserved for the owlite to read.  Junmyeon had not taken the time before to read the book; quite a shame because as he was going through the ancient language he found that there were myths within he had never heard before! What a dandy discovery on the Sunday morning. He sipped fromhis coffee, smiling to himself.

The owlite was quite the sight however, large brown wings hanging slightly on the ground as he sat with his legs under his body, on top of the chair. Toes never touching the ground when he could help it- except at a dig. That was different, even then however he would bring a small pillow or a wooden board to sit upon. Strange perhaps, but Jun was used to being viewed a little bit odd. 

The door opened and he did not look up at first, brows furrowed however as he felt a faint headache come up and he looked up. A stranger had arrived, yet almost all were strangers to him. He was the stranger to them as he just arrived. Big boxes with books stacked up in the large home he had bought. 

An angelic creature, most likely, he mused before returning his attention back to his book. They would leave, his head ache would faint away. 

All would be well.