Welcome to Gaia! ::

Keno walked in calmly, unaffected by the bitter winds. His steps made their familiar echo against the hard surface of the bar floor. He purred a bit under the touch of her finger through his hair. He was almost sure no one had ever really done anything like that before.

"Where was I? Hmm...I was at a funeral I guess you could say. On the way back I happened to get a nice haircut and some new eyes. The old ones were shrouded from the greater truths of this world." Even as he spoke with such a light and festive air, it could be seen. A slight glimpse of nostalgia, a hidden unexplained pain that he had only recently recovered from.

"Sorry to be gone so long. It was essential that everything go off without a hitch. Thus, I stayed with him all the way through." He kept silent about the remark about Deity. The matter would be something he couldn't really help with, seeing as he wasn't around in the first place. Further, Jade's affairs were her own. User would have to respect them, or so he thought anyway.

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And of coure you can join Unks. It's my homecoming.>>

(Well I don't think Unks would want to miss the KenoTao homecoming. I'll post in a bit)

::Unks was sitting on he and Epithany's bed with a book open and his eyes darting across the page quickly. It had been a long while since he got to lay back and really sink into a book. As he reached the end of the chapter he put his bookmark in and stood up slowly.

After he stood be laid the book down on his bedside table and stretched. He was wearing a grey button down shirt and a pair of sweatpants. No need to be fancy when relaxing in your room. He felt movement down in the main area of the club.

Recognizing User and Jade his two fellow saiya-jins he also felt one he hasn't felt in a long time. . .KenoTao's. He had to clear his head slightly and really focus on it, it was infact Keno's. He placed his middle and his index fingers on his forhead and vanished from his room into the bar area.

His eyes looked and then he saw the others. He moved slowly over to them and cleared his throat softly. He looked at Keno with a slight smile::

"Keno. .It is good to see you. Are you staying long?"

After a few moments and a fig sips of the brew the archangel sighed and closed the book. Immediately upon its closing it dissapeared in a flash of light equal to the one that Raziel had appeared in a few moments ago. Upon seeing this he sighed again.
"Hmph. The damnable book gets to go back but not I. What in the nine circles of hell did you go Gabriel? What kind of deal did you make to keep me here after the demon had left?"
The archangel scratched his hairless chin for a moment before shaking his head and grabbing the mug. He takes another sip before turning around in his stool and walking towards the throng of others.

Balance

There is balance in all things. For light there is dark. For hot there is cold. For good there is evil. Chaos finds its mate in order, man in woman, left in right, up in down. Yin and Yang. When one finds their own balance in the universe, they are considered to be complete. What then, is a man that has found balance and rejected it in favor of a greater glory?

A shell. A husk. Nothing.

Even as the events unfolded within Orion the form of Tacitus was hiding away atop the arena. It wasn't the most ordinary place to be, but wasn't nearly as cliche as standing atop the roof of the tower itself. The chill did not seem to settle in on his bones as he stood in perfect balance, one leg raised such that his boot was resting 'pon the side of the knee of his other leg. Each arm was out to either side, hanging in the air with a mace held in each hand. His head was turned down with chin resting upon his chest, his slow breathing not even creating a cloud of condensed moisture in the air.

He had never doubted his choice, for he had long accepted that he had merely become an extension of a greater being. He was not meant to obtain balance for he was above good and evil, beyond law and chaos, and had no need for hate... or love. He was an Ancient, a Guardian, a Protector, not a friend or lover to anyone. He could feel the gathering of life, the pulse of emotion, the swell of energy, but his form did not move in the slightest. Jordan was meant to live on as the Tacitus that was more than a shell, to seek out that balance. The man on the roof f the arena was nothing but the end result of a God realizing his mortal life had ended.

No angst. No emotional dribble. No regrets. Just a stoic old man resigned to his duties of realital preservation. He rather liked the times when his memories caught up to him, he could go insane and be sociable again for a few months if he prolonged it enough and was able to hide from Genesis. It was one of those times in the grand scheme of eternity that he had gone shopping and gotten his new trenchcoat.

God he hated memories, no wonder he had wanted to forget in the first place.

"Well Keno all I know is it is good to have you back. This is as you and we all know your home."

::Unks smiled at Keno and looked at Jade in his arms. He kept his smile on his face as he looked at User and the other guy. He hasn't met this new person either, and what a better time then now with the return of and old friend and meeting hopefully a new one.

Unks' steps were soft as he hopped the bar and got glasses down to make everyone drinks. He looked at Keno when he said how to celebrate::

"I say a welcoming home toast for Keno is in order."

((wow, there is a large thing of ppl here now...))
The archangel blinked at Unks before settling himself into thought for a moment, his eyes seeming to glaze over. After a moment he snapped out of it and gave the others a small smile before raising what was left of his beer and speaking in an unintelligable tongue.