Arata

Izar made his way through the streets of Onibus, finding his destination just off of main street. He has probably past it several times on his way to the guild without even noticing. Walking in through the front of the diner he hoped a warm dinner and a good night's rest would be enough to heal the stressed caused by the long day he'd just experienced.

The diner was small, with charm and character, and simple, delicious food that left all of its patrons pleased. The tinkling of a bell alerted one of the waitresses to the arrival of a new guest. She had just been leaving a table with an empty coffee mug in hand, azure bangs hanging down across her brow. She tilted her head to the door, a practiced, genuine smile adorning her face as she spoke to Izar.

"Hello, Welcome to- Izar?"

Everything felt slower. The cup left her hand, shattering against the floor as she recognized him. It was impossible. There was no way he was alive. She moved reflexivly, her heart beating fast and her breath shallow. She felt her body meet his as she cupped the contours of his familiar face and kissed him gently.