It was late afternoon when Aurum had some free time. The kids were all out with their friends and Aurum was home alone. Rubbing the back of his neck as he stood up from being down on his one knee and praying. Even though his time in war was over. He wasn't going to break some his habits. His chants seemed more like songs as he kept muttering under his breath. Moving to the kitchen to prepare himself some tea.
His eyes were on the kettle as his eyes started to turn blue, then blazed a blue flame that the kettle moved to the sink as he turned the tap to use the hot water. The water filling the kettle as he turned off the tap, then grasped the handle. Placing it on the stove as he put a burner on full blast. Then moved to his bed room to get out his meditation clothes. Which was just a tapestry he had created that was large enough to wrap around his body like a toga.
Into something interesting. He wore a set of suit pants and shirt. Which was almost all of his wardrobe besides some tactical gear and his sparing clothes. Realizing no one was around to help him with the tie so he didn't bother. His bulky hands weren't small enough to tie it so he just dealt with it as he saw fit. Which meant not even looking at them.
He then heard someone knock on his door. He raised an eyebrow as the sound of his foot steps were light on the carpeted floor, but were audible once he hit the wood tile of his place. Opening the door revealing his living room of Gothic architecture. Lowering his eyebrow he looked at who had knocked.
"Good day. How may I help you? Or are you lost?"
@"Zeronos"
His eyes were on the kettle as his eyes started to turn blue, then blazed a blue flame that the kettle moved to the sink as he turned the tap to use the hot water. The water filling the kettle as he turned off the tap, then grasped the handle. Placing it on the stove as he put a burner on full blast. Then moved to his bed room to get out his meditation clothes. Which was just a tapestry he had created that was large enough to wrap around his body like a toga.
Into something interesting. He wore a set of suit pants and shirt. Which was almost all of his wardrobe besides some tactical gear and his sparing clothes. Realizing no one was around to help him with the tie so he didn't bother. His bulky hands weren't small enough to tie it so he just dealt with it as he saw fit. Which meant not even looking at them.
He then heard someone knock on his door. He raised an eyebrow as the sound of his foot steps were light on the carpeted floor, but were audible once he hit the wood tile of his place. Opening the door revealing his living room of Gothic architecture. Lowering his eyebrow he looked at who had knocked.
"Good day. How may I help you? Or are you lost?"
@"Zeronos"