Itazura ♠ Black Rose ♠ B-Rank ♠ Aruzati
S o I v e l i e d a n d I v e b e e n t r i c k i n g e v e r s i n c e
As usual, the weasel was sleeping, as it was one of his pastimes when there wasn't anything to do. He was easily amused, but he was also easily made bored, and with his childlike nature he couldn't possibly tolerate boredom. So he sleeps, plus it's just a pretty fun thing to do, pastime or not. Especially right after having a large meal, preferably full of meat and alcoholic beverages. So for the few minutes that he felt full, he could curl up in his original form somewhere random as always, and have a nice nap. Which is was happened this time, he was curled up, a long mustelid orange/brown figure in the shape of a ball. The furry creature slept on the rooftop garden, sadly he was awoken from his sleep by bodily needs. Of course he was hungry again, his stomach never stayed full. His metabolism was impossibly fast, so much so he almost always felt like he was starving. The carnivore stretched out the length of his body, after that he shook his multi-colored fur. As he hopped of the bench, that sat before a large planter box, that he was sleeping upon. He transformed into his most common human form that was had a more weaselly look to it.
The young looking boy yawned, he looked at his surroundings with a slightly blurry hazel gaze. He debated what would be the easiest way to get all the way downstairs, he decided it was jumping over the edge of the building. So he did so. He took a running jump headfirst, and with a flip and readjustment of his entire positioning, like what a cat would do, he landed perfectly on his bare feet. Itazura felt more awake after that, nothing like jumping off a building to wake you up in the morning, or whatever time of day it was. He turned on his heels, the rough sidewalk didn't bother his calloused feet. Where he jumped off was not where the entrance was, well not the main one anyways. Since he was to lazy to walk around, he just went through the back.
The staff that worked behind the counter looked at the door as if they weren't expecting someone to walk it, but upon seeing it was the Ace of Spades, they rolled their eyes and continued with their duties. As he walked to the main room, he stole a full bottle of alcohol, and when he reached the few feet in front of the counter he swiftly jumped over it. He popped open the bottle with his bare hands and took a swig. His hazel eyes met the back of a familiar form, he walked over and poked the bakeneko's neck with the opening of his bottle. By doing so he hoped to bother him by putting the cold tip of the bottle to his neck, a place that was sensitive for some people.W o r d C o u n t:
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