Would You Drink With Me? //Kalilash Nov 18, 2013 15:28:27 GMT -5
Post by Takeshima Kunou on Nov 18, 2013 15:28:27 GMT -5
Takeshima Kunou - 20
Takeshima Kunou - 20
“No!” Takeshima yelled out as he raised a box above his head. “I can’t find it back here! You moved it somewhere else! Check beneath the register, you always move stuff there!” He called out as he lowered the box, still scanning for a few moments before he heard someone respond and call back, saying ‘found it’ to let him know he could end his search. After that small incident, Takeshima moved to the doorway and grabbed a broom and left the room. He took the tool in both hands and began to attack the foreign matter that sullied the floor. At least that’s how he described it in his head. Sweeping the pawn shop when it was nearing closing time was always a bore. But he was there sweeping away for some time until he felt most of the room had been thoroughly cleaned. After that he went to his section of the store and sat down at his register. He leaned forward and placed his head in his hands and sighed, looking at his bracelet display which held numerous chains which all had some form of pendant attached. Crosses, circles, squares and the like from quincies who have either given up or people who simply pawned something without knowing what it was. After a few moments of some sad feeling, Takeshima got up and walked to the door to flip the open sign to closed. After that he turned his head and sighed. “I’m heading out Jiko, I’ll see you Monday right, once this weekends over?” He asked as he put on his jacket, hearing a yeah grumbled before he smiled.
“Take it easy, call me if you need something, or meet me out at the bar tonight.” He said before walking through the door and out into the cold air. It was getting really close to winter, and it felt like it. Hopefully with a little bit of alcohol in his veins he could warm himself up. He was cutting back on his drinking, choosing to mostly do it on Fridays, unless there was some special occasion.
After walking for a while, Takeshima began to drift off into his mind, thinking of a bunch of things at once, and losing sight of the ground in front of him. His reiatsu lost it’s check, and began to reach out a bit, making him a bit visible to anyone who could search for it. It took only a few moments before he was sure he bumped into someone, hard enough to smack him right out of his day dreaming. “Oh, I’m so sorry!” He said, apologizing quickly to whoever it was he had bumped into, suppressing the energy he had been letting seep through.
Stats: Han: 9 Rei: 15 Hak: 8 Sei: 16 Buk: 16 Hoh: 16