The knocking continues even as you unlock the door and only stops when you open the door to see a young woman who looks to about your age standing there. She has long white hair that goes down to her ankles, red eyes. She is wearing a faded brown shirt that appears to have been burnt multiple times in the past, a pair of dark red overalls with paper charms on them, and her hair is tied in a ponytail with similar red and white charms.
“Are you the owner of the place?” She asks bluntly as she walks inside. When she walks past you, you notice that she smells like smoke. Not cigarette smoke, but wood smoke.
“That’s right,” you say holding out a hand, “my names Aaron.”
She shakes your hand. You are surprised by how firm of a grip she has and how warm her hand is. “I’m Mokou.” She starts looking around, inspecting the walls and the bar. “Huh, last time I was here it was a dump. You’ve done a nice job cleaning up.”
“You were here before?”
“Yeah, it was back with the previous owner. Guy didn’t know how to run a bar properly and didn’t do any cleaning. Keine had to convince the guy to sell the place because people were getting sick after coming here.” She sighs longingly. “I came here every Friday with Reisen to talk shit about Kaguya and Eirin. The girl has it rough, dealing with being Eirins test subject and Kaguya’s slave.” She looks back at you apologetically. “Ah, sorry, I just got a little reminiscent. That’s been happening a lot lately.” She mumbles the last sentence but you still manage to hear it.
“That’s alright. So, if you don’t mind me asking but is there a reason you came by?” You don’t want to sound rude, but if she doesn’t have an important reason for being here then she should probably leave.
“Ah, right I nearly forgot!” She pulls out a sheet of paper from one of her pockets; it’s one of your fliers. “I want to apply for being a bouncer here.”
It takes you a minute to comprehend what she said. She wants to work here. “Okay, but I thought you escorted people to and from Eientei.”
“That’s just something I do, it isn’t a job.” She shrugs as if to say that it isn’t important. “Besides, my shack out in the Bamboo Forest of the Lost is pretty run down at this point and I’m thinking about moving into the Village. But to do that, I need money and a job.”
“Hmm, A bouncer would come in handy,” you admit. You had thought about hiring one at a later date, but you have a good opportunity to hire one now since she’s offering. You can’t just hire her because she wants to work. “Okay, then tell me what would make you a good bouncer?”
She smiles slightly. “For starters, I’m an immortal. So even if things get massively out of hand and I die somehow, I’ll just get back up after a minute or so. I’m also capable of manipulating fire, so there’s that. Third, I’m no slouch in hand to hand combat. And most importantly, I can work in the kitchen if I need to. Though I mostly do grilled and fried foods.” An impressive skill set, if you were looking for someone to do a lot of fighting. The main goal of a bouncer is to look intimidating and deter fights.
“Tell me, would you consider yourself to be intimidating?” As soon as you say that she starts to glare at you and you feel a pressure in the air. It’s like you are about to catch fire. It stops as quickly as it started with you staring at Mokou, eyes wide with caution and fear. “Right, so that answers that.” Intimidating: Check. “I can’t make a decision just yet seeing as how you are the first one to apply for the position. It wouldn’t be fair to anyone else who would apply for being a bouncer.”
“I understand. If you want to contact me just have Keine send me a letter.” She shakes your hand again before leaving. Her hand is really hot. It could just be because of her ability to manipulate fire, but still, it’s a little unsettling.
You quickly grab your notebook and scribble down some notes before you forget.
Mokou – Applied for bouncer
Skills – Can’t die, Fire manipulation, Hand to hand combat, Can cook if necessary
“Huh, I wonder if I’ll get anyone else to apply for this position.” You say aloud. “Eh, who knows. Only time will tell.” You decide to get back to organizing the tables, only for you to be interrupted by another knock on the door. With a sigh you head to the door once again.
-Who is it this time?
[] A strange fairy and a silver haired maid
[] An ordinary magician
[] The two reporters
[] A few trouble making fairies
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>>35705 Haha, wow I fail at Saging...
Anyway, I think this one came out fairly well, but let me know what you think!