New Bartender?[Job/Intro]

OOC: Hi guys, feel free to actually you know post here, its my intro! Don't need to add word count or anything. Just enjoy yourself.
Word Count: 674

Lurking amongst the bottles of alcohol was a fuzzy little onlooker who was normally lurking in the guild and would work the bar when he wasent cooking. The Tanukis golden eyes watched the stranger perform a trick with some decent skill but once she was done the transformed chef made a noise at her before he suddenly lept down from his spot on the shelf and onto the girls shoulder before he landed on the bar table and he turned towards her before he stood and looked at her before the racoon dog seemed to grin before suddenly jumping down and transforming into his true form in a puff of smoke. Standing in front of the two girls was a man about 6 feet tall with dark green hair and bright golden eyes with glasses.

The most shocking feature of him though was his ears which were on the top of his head and were Tanuki ears along with a bushy Tanuki tail behind him, the man was garbed in a white chefs uniform showing he worked in the inn and if his look of confidence was anything to go by he was high ranked in the kitchen.”Not bad that’s some decent skill” Gala Praised before he decided to teach the girl a trick as he reached up to the glasses and pulled ten shot glasses down before he gave her a look that said watch carefully.

He grabbed a coin from the dish on the bar before he flicked it at the stereo to change the music to something he wanted. When the coin hit the music changed to very catchy Samba music and The Tanuki chef started to moved with the music as if he had been doing it for many years as he hit the bar spoon to make it fly into the air before he quickly spun while grabbing a bottle of grenadine and caught the spoon without looking before he started to layer the liquid into a mixer with no ice, while he did this his tail while not as good as a monkeys was still pretty good at grabbing stuff and would pass the tanuki sweet and sour mix which he layered ontop of the grenadine along with layering orange juice and vodka on top of that. Gala then quickly grabbed a bottle of blue curacao and quickly layered it on the top before he put a top on it and started to pour the mix over the glasses with each glass shifting color from blue at one end and gradually changing to red at the other end. And to add flair to it the Tanuki then took a breath in and with a small puff not enough to harm anyone but enough to touch the glasses turn the shots into flaming shots.

his movements were fluid and precise with no wasted movement and the crowed around them erupted with cheers. Gala then turned to the girl and bowed a bit before he spoke.”I am Gala Tebiki the sous chef here and a seasoned bartender as well it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance” he said with a polite smile on his face.

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Word Count: 1169 words in total
OOC: Don't worry about me completing the job, the thread will be kept open

It used to be such a quiet and regular day in the Silver moon inn. In mere moments however the restaurant, the bar section in particular, was showered in admiration and applause. And as any observant member of the guild Black Rose should know; That was the ritual of summoning their resident god of parlor tricks, party tricks and general shenanigans. Waking up from his slumber in his self made 'Horatio parlor corner', a self claimed VIP area within the farthest edges of the restaurant he sat up. As he did so clattering noises could be heard around him, as poker chips broken glass shards and Dug the rubber ducky apparently laid upon him before he stood up. Rubbing his eyes and focusing on the sound of clapping in the distance he blinked once, then twice to make sure he perceived it well. People were cheering someone on, and it definitely wasn't him. He was a master of theatrics but even he wasn't capable of pulling off a grandiose act in his sleep.

He felt his limbs protesting as he stood up from his previously sitting position, and looked around him once more. There were some suspicious stains on his poker table and a bar stool laid broken in pieces a couple of feet away from him. Seeing these out of place clues made him suddenly remember the night before, and it unwillingly gave him a little flashback. 'You're CHEATING! Don't think you can get away with this!' ''''Cheating? I prefer 'outsmarted by a clearly superior mind', but whatever floats your boat my rather big and bulky fellow!''. Everything after that felt like a dark blur, and even trying to remember made him realize he had bruises as they appeared to be acting up out of a mental shock. Deciding not to linger on his venture of the past night and losing his motivation of further investigating the state of his little parlor he walked up towards the entrance of the little hall that had become his personal quarters and leaned against the support beam of the door arch, glaring at the bar with his half asleep droopy eyes.

What played out in front of him was showmanship of bartenderous skills, something the small crowd that had gathered around them seemed to like and appreciate. Horatio, or rather said his more cunning and analytic counter part Strange, noticed some flaws in the act. Some moves were better off played with bolder or more wide movements, the facial expressions were slightly off as well. They were too focused on their actual work, which might have been the source of their great display of skills, but made the act in general more dull then it could have been. But, as Strange sighed at the sight, he supposed not everyone was into ti for the fame, and that bartenders actual goal was delivering a grand product rather then being the grand product themselves. None the less, having others hog the spotlight was something that didn't quite fit in Strange's schedule, so he was poised to do something about it. Looking around him once more he swiftly decided on an approach. He picked up his Horatio limited edition collectors tophat and put it firmly on his hat. But as he was about to leave into the main restaurant he reminded himself not to leave without his companion, returning to his previous spot to retrieve Dug the rubber duck and place him in the breast pocket of his attire.

His attire being a fancy stage suit, devoid of a cape this time but still cluttered with the necessary accessories like a pocket watch with the chain showing. This gave the man a rather dapper look, and gave away some of his flamboyant personality. Strange gave his attire a final glance himself, straightening out some parts so he appeared like he didn't just wake up from a possibly violently induced slumber. After doing so it was finally time for the show to commence.

As he walked in the restaurant he entered plain sight. Strange always had a laid back way of walking, putting his hands in his pocket and hunching slightly, both his torso and his head. But after setting a couple of steps into the restaurant his hands had left his pocket. His back straightened out and his eyes which were once droopy began to shine up. A quick rub over his face and his eyes were light aflame, and the once neutral face had changed to one seemingly bursting with enthusiasm holding a wicked grin on it. Horatio had arrived.

As he came closer to the bar Horatio quickly concurred that the art of war dictated that a advantage in elevation was necessary in order to assure a maximum potential of advantage over any possible foe. And he felt it held true. So as he came closer to the bar area he quickly hooked one of the nearby chairs with his foot and shoved it with one smooth swoop close to a nearby table. This was perfect as he used it as a small in between platform to hop on before ending up on the table itself. Looking down on the bunch, performers and crowd alike he began his little act, using as much flamboyant and obvious movements as he could. ''Do not fear NOR worry my loyal royal fans! I've arrived to entertain, to inspire, to be what you expect me to be, the ACE OF THE UNIVERSE! No longer shall you have to settle for this B class act my guildmates have been giving you. I'll be accepting requests at your leisure to start things up!'' . Horatio spoke with certainty, with a confidence that was nigh impossible to penetrate, after all, Horatio himself was 100% sure that his confidence was well placed, and that he truly was 'the ace of the universe'

"Horatio shut up already."  the wind user grumbled out the words as his loud and obnoxious voice pierced her hyper sensitive ears and made her cringe as she moved her two hands to cover them. Apparently? The bastard seemed to forget that many of his fellow members had very sensitive hearing and happened to thus not be fond of his outbursts which were often times unrequired shouting for no reason besides his massive ego. Even if she was loyal to the guild? Sometimes she seriously thought about biting the sucker, not that her bites did much nor could she bite him without eventually becoming frightened due to his gender, but still, she was that mad sometimes.

The wind user herself was actually slightly dressed up considering this was a showier sort of day at the cafe, her outfit being very short daisy dukes with a purple jacket. Hair permitted to be its normal black even though her optics were a lavender shade and her ears were furred instead of the normal blank skinned elfin ears. "What did I miss so far today." her tail lashed from side to side as she came to sit on one of the stools, not quiet yet being on shift.

Gala was about to answer Haleys question about teaching her when a familiar voice hit his ears.”hello Ita its been a while. I don’t think you remember my dislike of people being on the counter people eat and drink off of this” he said before he grinned at his new student threatening the itachi with a knife. "For That Haley consider your self my student “ he chuckled before another voice hit him and it assaulted his sensitive ears like nails on a chalkboard. It was the flamboyant bastard Horatio and he decided to not only be loud but decided to stand on a table and that irked the Tanuki.

Snagging a half drank beer bottle from a patron the Tanuki flash froze the contents with his curse before he whipped it as hard as he could at the loudmouth with intent to knock him out or give him a mean concussion “SHUT THE HELL UP AND GET OFF THE TABLE!” Gala yelled at him clearly irritated . While the beer went soaring at the man at blazing speeds Gala turned to the Patron and opened another beer for him.”Sorry about that this one is on the house sir” he said softly before he smiled at the newcomer.”Hey Jiyu long time no see what can I get you” he said kindly with a small smile on his face.