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"Oi! Ya like that beer huh? Well drink up now cause it might not be here in a week." A bartender shouted, disturbing Mashyuu's drink. The brown haired Wizard from Sabertooth sat hunched over a tall, cold glass of beer. His blue eyes focused on the foam at the top of the glass and the bitter taste on his tongue. He couldn't remember what number he was on or how long he had been in the bar but the beer he was drinking had a taste he had never sampled before. It would have been perfect had the bartender not started rambling about how the beer might not be there in a week. With an almost deadly glare Mashyuu looked up from his drink while running a hand over the stubble on his face and looked at the bartender. "If you're asking me for help you're doing a piss poor job at it. Get to the point." Mashyuu called out. This wasn't like him but after losing two members of his team, having to deal with a girl who was afraid of her shadow, face a massive Dragon and it's series of challenges, and finding out he was having a baby a few drinks to wash away the stress of the week was justified.
The bartender thought for a moment then slipped up to stand in front of the Sabertooth Wizard who was still wearing his grey leather one sleeved jacket and nothing under it. "Yep. I'm asking you to keep my beer safe. Few weeks ago there were some guys who got hooked on the stuff. Decided they wanted more and have been trying to rob the place. I offered the job to a pretty little number in a short skirt. Said she was a Wizard but it can't hurt to have an extra hand. You look capable enough. You're that Mashyuu fella right?" Mashyuu raised the glass and nodded then downed his drink. That he was, still the Rising Star wasn't happy about being known this well. He normally did less than needed so that people didn't ask him for help but at this point it seemed it couldn't be avoided any longer. "Alright... What's it pay?" The bartender smiled wide, brimming ear to ear and cleared his throat. "Fifteen thousand." The Bartender exclaimed.
Mashyuu's left brow quirked and he extended his hand. He would have done it for free but if the bartender could throw thirty K around like it was a drop in a bucket then Mashyuu would gladly take the money. It would be rude not to wouldn't it? The Bartender walked Mashyuu to the back of the bar where the man's barrels of beer were being cooled and opened the door to introduce Mashyuu to his partner for the job, Yuki. When the door opened and the bartender left Mashyuu balled up his fist, ready to attack the woman until he reminded himself they were both there for the same reason. "Ughh you would be here."
WC: 508
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"Oi! Ya like that beer huh? Well drink up now cause it might not be here in a week." A bartender shouted, disturbing Mashyuu's drink. The brown haired Wizard from Sabertooth sat hunched over a tall, cold glass of beer. His blue eyes focused on the foam at the top of the glass and the bitter taste on his tongue. He couldn't remember what number he was on or how long he had been in the bar but the beer he was drinking had a taste he had never sampled before. It would have been perfect had the bartender not started rambling about how the beer might not be there in a week. With an almost deadly glare Mashyuu looked up from his drink while running a hand over the stubble on his face and looked at the bartender. "If you're asking me for help you're doing a piss poor job at it. Get to the point." Mashyuu called out. This wasn't like him but after losing two members of his team, having to deal with a girl who was afraid of her shadow, face a massive Dragon and it's series of challenges, and finding out he was having a baby a few drinks to wash away the stress of the week was justified.
The bartender thought for a moment then slipped up to stand in front of the Sabertooth Wizard who was still wearing his grey leather one sleeved jacket and nothing under it. "Yep. I'm asking you to keep my beer safe. Few weeks ago there were some guys who got hooked on the stuff. Decided they wanted more and have been trying to rob the place. I offered the job to a pretty little number in a short skirt. Said she was a Wizard but it can't hurt to have an extra hand. You look capable enough. You're that Mashyuu fella right?" Mashyuu raised the glass and nodded then downed his drink. That he was, still the Rising Star wasn't happy about being known this well. He normally did less than needed so that people didn't ask him for help but at this point it seemed it couldn't be avoided any longer. "Alright... What's it pay?" The bartender smiled wide, brimming ear to ear and cleared his throat. "Fifteen thousand." The Bartender exclaimed.
Mashyuu's left brow quirked and he extended his hand. He would have done it for free but if the bartender could throw thirty K around like it was a drop in a bucket then Mashyuu would gladly take the money. It would be rude not to wouldn't it? The Bartender walked Mashyuu to the back of the bar where the man's barrels of beer were being cooled and opened the door to introduce Mashyuu to his partner for the job, Yuki. When the door opened and the bartender left Mashyuu balled up his fist, ready to attack the woman until he reminded himself they were both there for the same reason. "Ughh you would be here."
WC: 508
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