[Open / Complete] Worth the risk?

[baskinglite]

Characters: Tsumabuki Satoshi, Ueda Tatsuya, Yoshitaka Yuriko
Setting: Daemon Bar, 0530 PM
Content: Not Work Safe. Blood and perhaps some fights?
Summary: An eye for an eye, a cell phone for a cell phone? Satoshi tries to get some rationale into Tatsuya after this. And perhaps with a beautiful woman as a company

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[baskinglite]

Crushing his half burned cancer stick with his shoes, he turned his heel. He didn't want to deal with a police who would come in five minutes. The officer could stick his fine note at the front door, along with yesterday's. This was the consequences for setting up a bar five buildings away from the police station. But he could careless about his cigarette fines. What he did with his health was not everyone's business.

Once inside, he was greeted by one of his waiters, who gave him a knowing look and immediately stepped outside, probably to meet the officer and paid his fine. Satoshi just grinned and continued his journey toward his famous spot at the end of the bar, where he could easily see the whole main floor. He could check the basement later.

[baskinglite]

A glass of martini on ice was suddenly touched his elbow. He looked up to see Akira, nodding his head off to some customer five seats away from him. Lifting up the glass, he smiled in gratitude and put the rim on his lips. He never favored a martini especially with ice. Perhaps he needed to put on a sign: Bar owner doesn't do martini on ice. or something to prevent him turning around in his seat, pretend to drink it. Just like he was doing now

[silverstove]

It was quite odd that day. For one thing, Yuriko almost forgot that she had a new diet already for more than a century. It had been at least 30 hours since she drank fresh blood yet it seemed like her stomach was still full of it, which was really weird since she loved blood above everything, addicted even. And as if it wasn't enough, her work was a complete failure that day. Nothing seemed to work and for the first time the new young superviser voiced his disappointment after all those shower of compliments and flirts

[baskinglite]

As the owner, it was usual to have eyes on him, from the ones who had expectation of getting free drinks to women who flirted endlessly and blatantly at him. He liked the attention, he always welcomed them. Other than it's part of his job but also the fact that Tokyo women were far more better than Kyoto's.

And the living proof was right here, standing not so far from him.

Lifting his eyebrows, he mouthed a silent 'Hi love.' If she took a seat beside him, he would be more than excited than he was right now.

[baskinglite]

Heard the growling from beside him, Satoshi turned his attention back to the kid, just in time he slammed the money. Well, he could use this kid as an effective reminder of his cut back from the way he crushed the cigarette pack, his last cigarette pack. He held up his right hand, "relax there hon- kiddo." calling the kid honey wasn't the best option, he looked like he was ready to behead him anytime. Well kiddo wasn't any good either but at least he could rely on his quick hand in case anything happened.

"I'm not here to bite you off. Just do whatever you have to do in the first place. But you know, it's kind of rude of not giving name to a person whose cellphone you destroyed." he pointed at the martini, "it was meant for you."