Let's Drink Together, Nerd. || Kiki's Guild Intro. || Open.

Kiki Garcia

Important: This intro does not take place around the SS Guild Hall. I want to spice things up and make this intro a bit different, more like a recruitment in a way.
The setting is in Hosenka, located specifically in a building that functions as a hookah bar and lounge of sorts. From dancing, performances from professionals and rookies alike, drinking, and smoking, this place is a standard hangout for those that wish to have a good time and simply enjoy themselves. This is a very beautiful area, and functions as the perfect place for a thief due to the dim lighting and drunks that roam this club. The time is about 1:00 in the morning of a Tuesday. Images for Examples: ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧

It was nearing 1:00 AM on a Tuesday morning, and Kiki found herself where she typically went on nights that she was not with her group of criminals. She was located no other than the Crystal Sun Lounge, a unique and prosperous club located in Hosenka. She loved this town almost as much as she loved getting money, and that is definitely saying a lot. In this club, she was sitting on a bar-stool, doing what she did best- scamming men. His fingers were coarsing through the right side of her hair, slowly twisting around them as she began to raise her newly-slit eyebrows. "Perhaps you can buy us drinks?" she said with a half-smile on her face, while her other hand lifted from her lap and adjusted her hoop earrings before watching him get up. It was now her time to strike, her time to carry out the reason she was pursuing this man from the beginning. As he turned from her and slowly got up from the bar-stool, she quickly reached her hand toward his back pocket and quietly pulled the visibly-thick wallet out of the slot. He made no notice of this, thankfully, and began to speak to the waitress about his order. She had previously told him she liked the fruity drinks, therefore he would keep that in mind as he spoke.

"What would you like to order, sir?" the bartender asked the man joyously, as she began to remove a notepad from her pocket and prepare to write down what he was about to say. "I would like a margarita for the lass over there, and a beer for myself." he would tell her as he looked back over to Kiki, her looking at him while tucking the wallet into the back of her black-pants. "That will be 200 Jewel, please." the girl told him, as he began to reach toward his back pocket and display a state of shock. "I... I don't seem to have my wallet at the time.." he began to say, as he quickly glanced over to Kiki to notice that she was beginning to walk over to the man ordering. "Is there an issue?" she asked him, as she began to eye the bartender and man both with rapid eye movement. "Lauren, I don't have my wallet.." he told Kiki, as she slowly turned her head and looked at him like he was stupid. However, in her mind she was laughing, as her plan was going just as she intended. Lauren, one of the bigger lies that she had told him as she began to pursue him, was not her actual name. This was something she would frequently do, tell men a fake name, considering she did not tell them any crucial information that was true. "You are telling me that you offered to buy drinks, and you didn't even bring your wallet?! Get out of here, and never speak to me again. You were a simple waste of time, my dude." she scoffed at him, as she began to slowly walk away without his presence. "But Lauren, wait!" he exclaimed, as he grabbed onto her arm and proceeded to turn her around. "Don't touch me, or I'll have you arrested." she told him, as he stared at her and left the club out of the nearest exit.

All lies aside, her plan had worked. As she walked back to her seat, she had removed the stolen wallet from her backside and opened it while grinning. Inside was nearly two-thousand jewel, causing her riches to shoot up much more. She laughed as she slipped it back into her pants, while rolling up the sleeves of her white shirt and signalling the waitress to come over to her area. "One margarita, please. In the biggest glass you can find." she told her with a grin, as she began to tap her purple-acrylic nails upon the surface of the bar and blow some smoke out of her mouth that she had obtained from the mouth-tip of the hookah that was sitting right next to her.

"You are just another glitch in the system."

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Naomi Enma ☾ Savage Skull ☾ D-Rank

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Though this wasn't really the kind of place that Naomi would normally attend, similar to the other two, but she could see why it was enjoyable. A place to get a ton of drinks, music too loud you can't even hear yourself think, it's where people like to get drunk and be stupid. Not her style, she preferred to do everything with elegance, and drink herself into a stupor in a place that wasn't as crowded and loud. Either by herself, or with other people who enjoyed to do that also. Though being a goddess she wasn't naturally effected by the alcohol, but if she wanted, she could make herself have the same things happen to her as it would any normal human. Though what it does to your body when you drink too much is annoying, damage to your liver and brain and probably some other organs. The next morning your left with an extreme migraine, the littlest of noises or lights will send a pulsing stabbing pain through the entirety of your skull, hurting your head so much that it can cause you to throw up. Not a pleasant experience to say the least, that's why she's happy that she is now an immortal goddess, well one of the many reasons.
So you can probably easily guess that none of them are there to drink, the unofficial guildmaster of Savage Skull invited the witch and her undead servant to come along as back up for a recruitment mission. Some young woman who was very technologically advanced, a hacker. Naomi wasn't outdated, she knew how technology worked just as much as the next person. It served it's purpose when needed, but she didn't take much interest in it, she could see why one would and she sends no judgement towards a person interested in that sort of thing. But the young woman preferred magic over technology, there was such a large range of things that you could do, and weren't always trapped by the laws of physics. The necromancer was delighted that Fluffy invited her and Inari along to help out in anyway needed, she was an outgoing person and always loved meeting new people. Especially if they were going to be of some use to the guild, help them terrorize everybody in every field possible. Or accomplish any other goal that Savage Skull might have set in place.
The queen of hell sat herself neatly on the bar seat next to the zombie girl, who looked like she was not having a good time in the slightest. Actually she just looked bored, like she was staring off into space, imaging whatever undead teenagers imagine. But Naomi knew that with her quiet nature, she'd hate a place like this, she'd probably prefer to be off somewhere silent and cozy, some place to read a book. Which was not here. Unlike previously mentioned girl, she looked more comfortable, politely waving to Kiki, as the kasha called her. She also stood out quite a bit more then any of the people around, with how tall she was and her snow like complexion. The excessive amount of clothing wasn't helping her fit in either.
Wearing a large pink floral patterned kimono upon her person, it was gradient, lighter pink at the top that slowly faded down the dress into a darker pink. The flowers on the lighter pink were a darker pink, and vice versa. Her obi was a variety of colors that went with the multi-toned kimono, tied into a very large bow in the back, two long clothes draped down from it all the way down to the floor and a little bit more. The kimono also had the same length, somehow she managed to not be a complete mess with clothes that had so much more extra length to it, unlike everybody here that was dressed rather skimpy. Her pin-straight black hair was done up neatly with flower pins and the like. Upon her feet were white socks made perfectly to fit within the sandals. So she stood out in the crowd, to say the least.

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