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.
"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.