Eli found himself lounging around the guildhall, a typical thing for him now adays. Without a reason to constantly move from town to town, he'd lost almost all reason to travel outside of jobs. It was another thing that really bothered him about joining a guild. He loved travelling and seeing new places. He could still do it, but it made no feasible sense now. With a sigh, he leaned against the bar, looking down at the drink he was nursing before him. He really needed to find some more interesting things to do here, outside of study. So far, his encounters with the other guildmates had been few, in fact, he'd only actually met two; Zenshin and Hikari. He liked Hikari, but he couldn't stand Zenshin. He took a sip of drink, trying to wipe Zenshin from his mind. He was going to get out of this guild, somehow.
He took his satchel off his shoulders, dropping it onto the counter with a thump. Reaching into it, he pulled out a deck of cards, dealing himself a game of solitaire. At least he always had a deck of cards with him. What he missed most was the shows; when he actually had the chance to do them, he loved them more than anything. It was hard work, trying to impress people with playing cards when there were people in the world who could rewrite reality itself. But when he saw someone's face light up in wonder when they tried to figure out the trick, it was worth it. He loved making people smile, it was the best part of his line of work. Sure, not everyone came out of it happy, but sacrifices had to be made. He needed to survive to give more shows, but without money he couldn't do that. Besides, the audience doesn't want a fake, seeing an actual trick in place was much better. Maybe he'd get the chance to give one here, but he doubted it.
He took his satchel off his shoulders, dropping it onto the counter with a thump. Reaching into it, he pulled out a deck of cards, dealing himself a game of solitaire. At least he always had a deck of cards with him. What he missed most was the shows; when he actually had the chance to do them, he loved them more than anything. It was hard work, trying to impress people with playing cards when there were people in the world who could rewrite reality itself. But when he saw someone's face light up in wonder when they tried to figure out the trick, it was worth it. He loved making people smile, it was the best part of his line of work. Sure, not everyone came out of it happy, but sacrifices had to be made. He needed to survive to give more shows, but without money he couldn't do that. Besides, the audience doesn't want a fake, seeing an actual trick in place was much better. Maybe he'd get the chance to give one here, but he doubted it.