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</div><span style="font-size: 26px"><b>Adrian Verinus</b></span><br/><b>Chosen By:</b>Hades (Greek)<br/><b>Location:</b>Dining hall.<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>14:22<br/><b>Wearing:</b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Ftfashionworld.com%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2020%2F09%2Fmens-black-plain-t-shirt-500x500-1.jpg&amp;hash=d2924da38c76c902890f0ca41eee94a7" href="https://tfashionworld.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/mens-black-plain-t-shirt-500x500-1.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Black shirt</a>,<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fcdn.shopify.com%2Fs%2Ffiles%2F1%2F2297%2F1219%2Fproducts%2Fcargonavy6_2400x.jpg%3Fv%3D1599120943&amp;hash=57f798c9551aee2394c1e26184f8394d" href="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/2297/1219/products/cargonavy6_2400x.jpg?v=1599120943" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">dark gray pants</a>,<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fih1.redbubble.net%2Fimage.1938484768.7341%2Fur%2Capron_flatlay_front%2Csquare%2C600x600.jpg&amp;hash=54565519151c7690554a0e301f6d903d" href="https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.1938484768.7341/ur,apron_flatlay_front,square,600x600.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">apron</a>.<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Pandora (<a class="username" data-user-id="9607" data-username="cressray" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/9607/">cressray</a>)<br/><b>TRIGGER WARNINGS:</b>None<br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/><div style="text-align: justify">Light footsteps broke Adrian's focus. He was just about done with setting up everything and he could've sworn that he saw a bottle of nectar in a cupboard a few minutes ago. Briefly, he turned to see who was approaching, taking off his apron and folding it properly. He did not need to see if the person was chosen or not, by her very presence she could not be a mortal. But he did decided not to peer any further than what could be seen on the surface. For the time being, ignorance was truly a blessing. The table has been set, Adrian washed his hands, and by the time Pandora arrived, he already had a bottle in his hand. Light, golden beverage was shifting, almost as if it couldn't decide if it should be viscous or not.<br/>
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"Can you believe how easy it is to find this here?" He asked as he turned around and pulled the cork out. A couple of sniffs later, he showed a genuinely surprised expression "I remember that stealing some of it was followed by a swift and terrible punishment. Now it even has a label." he smirked. Who in the right mind does not know what nectar is? Who would even dare mistake it for anything else? It was nothing like what mortals called 'orange juice'... this one had a very faint glow in it and it was never truly static. even when left alone, the liquid would stir and shift itself endlessly. The scent was pleasant, unlike anything else. Each could claim that it smells like something else. Some said that it was a floral scent, reminiscing of rose water or lilies, while others claimed that it had the scent of strawberries. None of them were correct and yet none of them were wrong either, for it was different for everyone. For Adrian, it smelled like pomegranate.<br/>
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"Want some?" He said as he poured the first glass for himself.​</div>