A New Drinking Buddy [Private]

Zenshin looked left and right while walking on the grey brick roads that were the backbone of the small part town of Hargeon. This had been the place where he had finished one of his first jobs about a year ago, and so he finally returned, taking the restaurant up on its offer to feed him for free. He had taken care of some hooligans back then and they were so grateful, they told him he could eat and drink there for free! With an excited expression on his face, he turned a corner and immediately flinched while turning his face to the left and bringing his right hand up to block the sun. I sure hope this sun doesn't last all week, I don't want to be burnt to a crisp before Aegis does what he will with me

He had just joined Sabertooth and thought that it would be the perfect opportunity to take a break from all the jobs and work that he had to do. What better place to relax than a restaurant that would serve you food for free? Another corner was turned before Zenshin set his sights on the actual port of the port town, it was a beautiful one to behold indeed. It made him wish that he lived here instead of in the middle of the desert, or Magnolia town, but he really didn't enjoy all the sun that hit here. The lighthouse towered over the ships in the harbor, like a warden overseeing its prisoners, but with the light off, seeing as how it was the middle of the day. Finally arriving at the tall brown building, he walked in and sat down at the sleek, metal topped bar and ordered a drink, one of the many that he would be having today. The only thing that would make this better... would be if it was twenty below he thought, raising the shot glass to his lip and throwing the liquid in while tilting his head back.

"Sabertooth huh? I guess you know Ayeseru then huh? By the way, I'm Heero, Heero Reyold of Fairy Tail." a voice said from next to him. Looking to his left, Zenshin was surprised to see none other than one of the saints of Fairy Tail. Ayeseru? I guess he must be a guild member if he's being referred to by name he thought to himself while waving down the bar tender for another drink. "Nice to meet you, Heero. I am Zenshin, ice maker extraordinaire, pleasure to meet one of the saints of Fairy Tail. Sorry, I don't know an Ayeresu, I just left my old guild, Eclipse Soul, and haven't gotten to know any members of Sabertooth yet" he said before downing another drink. Sometimes, he felt bad not giving his last name to strangers who did, but there was a reason for that, and the only ones who ever got that privilege were the ones closest to him.

So far, he had ever only told a single person what that was, his partner back in Eclipse Soul, but that was in the past, he had other things to worry about now. "And this-" he said pointing behind him, "-is Cymbals, my partner when he's needed on some jobs". As soon as the sentence was finished, a metallic figure could be seen on his shoulder, a hand. Cymbals thought it would be a great opportunity to occupy the space on Zenshin's hair, since he had just put down his straw had on the shiny counter in front of him. After settling his robot bum on Zen's hair, he opened his mouth and introduced himself to the fellow mage, mimicking Heero's voice exactly, "Pleased to meet you, Heero Reyold"

"E-Eclipse Soul?! You know my sister then! Maybe----Alye! Alye Reyold! She's got white hair, kinda like yours! A bad attitude! And also she isn't quite as stylish as I am!" the man said, surprised at Zen's response. He's right... Alye isn't nearly as stylish as her brother. But, I'm surprised she never mentioned him to me he thought, a bit upset that he trusted her with his biggest secret and she didn't even tell him that she had a brother. "I know her a lot more than you might assume. We were the best of friends back when I was in the guild, I daresay we may even have been closer than 'just friends', but you know how that goes... women" he said with a sigh to the cyan haired mage, tightening the right of his lip a bit. "Aye! She probably thinks the same thing about you! You crazy street thug!" a voice said from nearby, oh right, I forgot that he was also a slayer. These crazy saints and their crazy magic he thought again while downing his fifth shot. Because he himself was a bartender, he drank a bit more than the average alcoholic, and so had a much higher tolerance to the stuff.

But five was a bit more than he usually had, so it was at this point where his cheeks began getting a bit red and his balance was being thrown off a bit. "Oi, don't copy me monkey!" the man exclaimed, already a hint of being drunk was evident by the color of his face. "Oi, don't copy me monkey!" Cymbals mimicked, smirking on the inside, since he didn't really have a face. "Hey, behave yourself." Zen scolded before downing yet another shot, this one making six and only decreasing the time it took before the inevitable 'completely hammered' part of the day.