1 Good Times [Open/No Kill] Sun Sep 01, 2013 11:28 am
Aiza
D-rank
Aiza entered the pub, looking for something to do and people to meet. He hadn't really been very social lately, quite unlike him, so he figured he'd remedy that now. It wouldn't take much; just start a conversation and turn on that charm of his, and he'd make friends in an instant. He scanned the few faces that were in there; it was only 10 AM, so it wasn't all that crowded in the establishment at all, especially when half of the people who would usually be there were probably rebuilding. He decided to take a seat at the bar, striding over to it casually and taking the first seat on the left. The bartender approached, giving Aiza a smile and asking, "What would you like to drink, sir?"
Did Aiza really want to drink right now? It was so early, and if he had too much, the rest of the day wouldn't exactly be all that enjoyable...eh, what the hell. "I'll just have a light beer, thanks." Something simple that wouldn't get him all that inebriated. Another man sat down two seats away, and he waved hello to the stranger, who promptly ignored him. So the pub maybe wasn't the best place to make friends. Aiza suddenly remembered that he was assigned to a squad! At the moment, he was the only student on it, but he remembered his sensei's name precisely; Sarutobi Mitsuo. The bartender returned with his drink, sitting it in front of him.
He gulped a portion of the beer quietly, wondering what the man would be like. Aiza himself was a pretty old Genin, already 29, so it would be a bit odd if his sensei was younger than he was. Damn, I should've just looked for him instead of coming to this pub. He's bound to be a friend if he's gonna be training me...
Did Aiza really want to drink right now? It was so early, and if he had too much, the rest of the day wouldn't exactly be all that enjoyable...eh, what the hell. "I'll just have a light beer, thanks." Something simple that wouldn't get him all that inebriated. Another man sat down two seats away, and he waved hello to the stranger, who promptly ignored him. So the pub maybe wasn't the best place to make friends. Aiza suddenly remembered that he was assigned to a squad! At the moment, he was the only student on it, but he remembered his sensei's name precisely; Sarutobi Mitsuo. The bartender returned with his drink, sitting it in front of him.
He gulped a portion of the beer quietly, wondering what the man would be like. Aiza himself was a pretty old Genin, already 29, so it would be a bit odd if his sensei was younger than he was. Damn, I should've just looked for him instead of coming to this pub. He's bound to be a friend if he's gonna be training me...