The Bar Alone- Score or Bust... Bust?

As Yazuki roamed the city, he noticed that no two buildings seemed to be of the same age. The stones were all different colors, like the town had been stricken by a tidal wave a time or two. There was a nice sea breeze tonight, and the moon was full. He pondered if he could find anyone interesting tonight. He decided for one of the first time in a long time to wear a shirt, but it was a loose fitting button up shirt, that still seemed to cling to him. He grimaced as he started to realize shirts were just going to be impossible for him. The static coming off his body always made them cling, and he hated it. His black hair had recently been cut and groomed, now to just the right length for him. His blue eyes darted around, still trying to find the pub. Finally, after some time of meandering, he found one with an interesting name. 'Buccaneer's Boot' was located towards the docks, so likely there wouldn't be anyone for him to flirt with.

"Damn. No chance to find a princess in this town. I'm sure there is another bar, but this'll have to do." He muttered to himself. This wasn't his idea of a night living it up just in case something caused him to miraculously fail. What did he really care though? So far, the demon that cursed him was the only thing that he had come across that he couldn't handle. He looked down at his tribal tattoos that the demon's curse had given him. He knew it was actually more of a blessing, but he had to relearn all of his abilities. His lightning caused burns if he even shocked someone with static electricity. This was one of the reasons he usually stuck to not wearing a shirt.

He swung open the door, looking down as he walked. He didn't pay attention to the glances he got as he was looking down at the ground the whole time until he got to his seat. He looked up at the bartender.

"What do you want youngin'." The bar tender looked at Yazuki with a stern look.

"Something hard. It's the night before a job that takes me off shore so give me something good," He said as he matched the intense look the bartender had given him.

Yazuki watched as the crowded bar of ruffians laughed and told tales to each other. He felt a little out of place here, as he really couldn't find but a few decent looking women in the crowd. He sat near the end of the bar near this stage. He wondered what it was actually for, and soon got his answer. A lovely pirate came and sat down, telling people to shut up and let her sing. She played her instrument and sang heavenly, making Yazuki really appreciate her skills. He swayed a bit to the music, letting himself relax.

He waited as she sang a song of dragons, spinning a tail which put him into a more relaxed state than he had been in a long time. He noticed a changed that shocked him: his shirt wasn't clinging and the electrical charge in his body had subsided. His eyes widened as he examined himself, standing up, looking around at his body and causing people to look his way. He noticed the attention and sat back down. He focused and saw a bug on the wall not too far from him, a good little bit from Anastasia's head. He used his lightning and hit it, causing the bar to fall silent.

"My bad! It was a bug that looked at me wrong i swear!" The whole bar was silent as he spoke. All eyes were on him, and he really didn't know what to do. The bar tender walked over and gave him a stern look.
"First and last warning there mister electric. I want no problems you hear me?" The bartender looked at him with a ferocity that could make a man shrivel. Clearly he was used to dealing with troublemakers.
"I apologize I won't get out of hand I promise." He still looked around his body, trying to say what was happening but thought they would only laugh. The bustle of the bar kicked back into overdrive, but he could feel a pair of eyes piercing into him. He didn't know who it was, but he didn't look around the crowd. Instead he focused on his drink.

Yazuki was embarrassed by his action but grew relieved when she was ok with what had happened, but the bar went wild, before he knew it he had been told to plug his ears and get behind the bar. Of course, he didn't listen but stood back and watched her from behind as she sent them flying. The sonic boom caused his hearing a bit of a stir, hearing ringing for a moment, only for it to subside. He was a thunder demon slayer, naturally he was used to loud booms, but this was next level to him. He stood shaking his head for a moment, then looked at her. He raised an eyebrow and smirked a little bit, then remembered what had just happened to the men who had tried to grope her. While he had an attraction to her he had to play it safe. He picked up the words she said as their gaze met each other.

"Now that all that is over," he said bowing, "My name is Yazuki Yoshino, and yes I am a mage. Partially by choice, partially by fate." He looked down at his tattoos drawing more attention to them and looked up. "Those would be the fateful part. A demon cursed me with Thunder Demon Slayer Magic. I call it a curse because now my spells are all weird and I have had to readjust do to what its done to my body."

He looked at her for a moment, obviously admiring her, but not in a perverted fashion but more of one of curiousity. He was intrigued by her. He couldn't flirt as surely he would be sent through a wall. However, he could admire her. He really didn't want to take up to much of her time, but wanted to see what she would do. So he sat down back at the bar and pulled up a seat looking up at her.
"Two more rounds. Obviously you know what she wants to drink so I suggest you do it." He was talking to the bartender but looking up at her with a calm gaze, not knowing what to make of her. He turned towards the bartender. He waited for the bartender to look his way and lock his gaze to his. The bartender shifted uneasily as their eyes were linked.
"What?" the bartender said with a rough voice, then he shot a look at Anastasia and stopped. Yazuki waiting for him to lock in to his gaze again before he spoke.
"If I wanted to cause a problem, this bar would be lightning scorched and probably blown to bits. I don't mean harm I assure you." he turned his stone cold look soft as he looked gently at Anastasia. "Thank you for sticking up for me. You didn't have to. But I was confused. When you were singing, my static charge calmed for the first time since I became a lightning mage at the age of 8. I thought you had sapped my magic there for a minute. Sorry that it caused you.." He looked over at the wall and paused. Finally he continued after a moment of actually taking in what she had done. "Well I can't really call it troubles or problems because you could take care of it with ease so I guess... annoyances would be the proper term."

Yazuki had a hard time with hearing her respond as she had, and didn't really know what to say. He had only just met his brother, so he easily found that comment easy to deal with, but she seemed disinterested. With her explaination of how she pretty much paid for the repairs, he straightened up.

"My brother... yeah I don't know much about him but you seem to have a problem with him. If you do, he is down at the Inn, don't get me involved though please," he laughed as he took a drink. He pulled out a lightning charred stick the size of a cigarette from a small case, leaning on his usual crutch during awkward situations, he started chewing on it.

"Seems like you own this place," he said looking up at her again. "I meant no disrespect of course about blowing this place up. I don't like men being remotely rude to women, even if its slightly. I guess I misinterpretted your ties to him. Besides, when i get back from Divide Island, I will probably be back."

He paused for a moment of awkard silence as she wasn't taking much interest in talking to him much, he didn't want to pester, but something still nagged at him.

"Look, I don't want to bother you but it still just confuses me. Ever since the demon did what he did, I have had an awkward clinging to my shirts, its why I am not wearing one now. But your singing stopped it. I hope for good." He gave a small laugh as he turned away from her and took another drink, then resumed chewing on his stick.

"Thank you I guess, if even just for this moment, I can feel normal again. I won't be a problem. Sorry if I bother you. I promise I'm not my brother. We are twins, but I just got to meet him. I don't know him at all yet to be honest... We are going to Divide Island together to grab some pirate treasure or something. I don't really know he chose the job. And I am only there because I am related to him. I only have loyalty to one man, and that is my mentor. He is helping me relearn My magic, otherwise I have no attachment to Fairy Tail." He knew his tattoo was visible at the moment, so at this point he assumed she already hated him.

With that he stopped talking and waited. He was sure she had no interest in sticking away judging her lack of interest earlier.

Near the back of the bar sat a dual eyed man who was surrounded by bottles of different beers. He was tasting each of them and after each sip he would place the bottle down with the rest of the opened ones with a look of disgust. "I really don't get how these beers even sell here..." He mumbled out through his displeasure. He did not exactly know that the beers he had taken were mostly beers that were not really selling well to the populace that came inside the bar and were for those who had acquired the taste for them. The funny thing was, the price for the beers he was just throwing away did not matter as he was just embracing the debt that his captain was owed by the place. It was a known thing that any Black Sails crew could take the debt and use it like it was there because with how things were, it technically was. They had helped the bar together a good amount of times now and never saw a jewel of appreciation for their effort so they took it upon themselves to do pretty much whatever they wanted with the place and its goods.

This was further shown when his captain used a shriek to send multiple men through the walls of the establishment. Cirven was too into his taste testing to really pay attention as to why she did it but with how the men were in the bar it was to be expected to happen. They had a tendency to try and touch what they shouldn't touch like they had found Pandora's box and opened it. They were only lucky that he didn't notice them while in his activity.

With a sigh the demon used his new electric abilities to cling a bottle to his hand and then brought each of them to cling to each other which allowed him to carry all of them with a single hand. He walked over to the bartender's counter where Ana and a new face were and held up the bottles to the bartender. "So, all of these beers are the absolute worst. I'm pretty sure you pissed in them before I drank them or something." The bartender stared at him and sighed. "Either way though, who is the new guy Ana? He reeks of demon." He eyed the Fairy Tail mage up and down while still holding all of the beers clinging to each other through electromagnetism. "I know he isn't causing a problem because he would have been sent flying with the others over there." His curiosity stemmed from the demonic scent he was getting from the man and not from who he was really.

He watched the man approach and talk to Anastasia for a moment. Then she asked about the job. To be honest, all he knew is it was about something and he didn't question it too much. Though, Nightken said he would meet with him eventually, he wondered if it would be at Divide Island.

"To be honest, it depends. Right now i know we are going to Divide Island for some job a poor sailor wants us to do. I was also told by Nightken that he would meet me there as well, so I am afraid it may be one of those things where I will be there for a while." He downed his drink and waved for another. "Who knows, I may get some shore-time in between, and if I like the island, I may frequent it. I always like a good change of scenery."

He pondered her comments to him. One moment she seemed disinterested the next she seemed attentive. What was with this lady? Slowly, he drank his new drink, pulling out another lightning charred stick and replacing his old one. He chewed at a bit more relaxing pace this time. He looked up at Cirven. He felt... compelled to him for some reason but he had no clue why. Every fiber of his being felt an itch, but he remained seated and continued drinking. The only thing he knew is that this man didn't look too normal, and he wasn't going to cause problems. He didn't let this discomfort show, but he did keep an eye on him as they talked. Something about him struck him as odd.
"I reek of demon because I am a Demon Slayer," he finally said to the main plainly between drinks.

Cirven used his free hand to wave to the man that his captain was speaking with. He could sense something different with him like this guy had something about him that not many others did. He did not have a shirt on which Cirven had heard the reasoning for from a distance through his enhanced hearing but he did not want to give away that he had such an ability to Yazuki that fast. He had to make sure all of his tricks were not shown to new people with the type of life that he and the rest of the crew lived. They constantly had enemies after all.

The tribal-like markings on Yazuki's body caught his eye a bit as well as the Fairy Tail guild mark. Cirven had looked up to that guild in the past when he was younger but he never had joined it and with what had been going on recently it looked like a good thing he didn't.

"A demon slayer? I was one of those in the past for a bit. Had some nice white flames but that really didn't last as long as I'd like it to. Complicated story but either way nice to meet you. Try not to anger Ana though. She can be quick to slam people through things and we really don't need to be paying for more bills to fix this place up. Granted, it does sort of need a new look because it is getting a bit tacky in here..." His last comment seemed to linger a bit and the bartender stared daggers at the demon. "Just stating what I think." He grinned and then walked to the dumpster through the back door of the establishment where he dropped all of the beers he had tasted. He came back and waved his hand to the bartender who knew what it meant and slid a beer to him. Cirven used his control of electromagnetism to stop the beer in place in front of him without touching it before grabbing it and drinking from it. "Yup... That's way better. Yeah, try not to mess that Divide Island up too much. I kind of like going there and enjoying myself from time to time." He spoke and then took another swig from the beer.

Due to there being no response from Yazuki in this topic, I'm leaving this topic. If this topic restarts, send me a PM with a link to it, thanks.