location: pangaea
status:closed | @bashianofonte
The two month waiting period had done him well to get adjusted to some things in Astoria. Like the neighborhoods and some of the local businesses. More importantly, some of their owners. So after he’d received his device and spent his day basking in the warmth of the sun near the seaport he made his way toward the brewery. It was a quaint establishment. He’d been to a few in his travels, with the tours of the process unique to each one and most with a small bar area attached. Kai was not there to check out the brewery, however, nor learn their process of brewing craft brews. He was there to end a nearly fifty year long game of hide and seek he was playing with someone he couldn’t ever seem to get out of his head. Oh, and how he had tried, more times than he would willingly admit.
“Hello dear,” he greeted the kind looking server when she dropped a menu in front of him. It had been a good day, and he was in a better than usual mood. Perfect time to see an old - he wasn’t quite sure what he’d label it. “I was actually hoping you had an Italian import or something similar.” The words dripped out of his mouth coated in honey and his eyes wandered away from her to a man just on the other side of the large room. Not just a man, a light and an anchor. A black hole at times or, perhaps, a magnet that constantly tugged at him regardless of where they were in the world. “Nevermind, love. I found the one I was looking for.” Kai flashed her a quick smile and made his way toward the dark haired owner. His eyes lit up at the sight of him. Much better in person than trapped in photos and memories that replayed in his mind like a bad film.
He moved to lean against the bar, his grin mellowing to a small smile. “Ciao Bashian.” A casual hello, as if he didn’t know the man for nearly three centuries. “You didn’t come looking this time.” He pointed out. A brief part of him wondered if that meant the other had moved on, finally became sick of him after all that time. “Thought to come see you and what the hype of this place is all about.” His hands moved and he did a small spin to accentuate his words. “I forgive you by the way. Did you miss me, habibi?” his words were light, but his expression was not. He searched his face with his eyes, taking in every inch and minute movement for a sign of what was to come next. Would he throw him out? Embrace him? If Kai’s heart could still beat, even for a minute, he was sure it would hit over a thousand strong flutters in that very moment.
