[img]https://i.imgur.com/2JozKl5.png[/img][hr]	[b]Location:[/b] [i]Queen of Hearts Bar[/i][hr]

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Mika sat in the corner of the most popular bar he heard of and he saw many people filtering in and out, losing themselves in liquor of having the time of their lives. Most were rowdy but there were a few who had fun with themselves and not bothering others. Well, they bothered the staff. But it was the staff's job to serve their customers. He wondered if any of them hated their job and would poison those annoying type of patrons given the opportunity to quench their hatred. [color=add8e6][i]Maybe I can make some of those things come true?[/i][/color]

He shrugged and tried to people-watch. He didn't believe anyone was boring and anyone who did was a fool for even entertaining the idea. Everyone had something of interest, something hidden, something extreme, something they would rather be rid of. More often than not, these things are what Mikael sought; the very same things that made individuals interesting, the same things that haunted them day by day - the very things Mika desired for.

He'd hoped to make a reputation for himself, something the greatly benefited him and drew people in. He sported a placid expression and he'd look like one of those common jaded adult humans if not for the horns he possessed. It didn't help his situation that his usually blank face was paired with two horns that began from the sides of his head right above his ears and up to end in dull peaks.

So far, none approached him, not even the humanoid staff. Considering what he wore - all black except for his beige scarf - he wouldn't be easily noticed. Maybe he should try new colors? Not really.

His eyes wandered and sought people that might feed him, give him euphoria. That was when a faint whisper trickled in the back of his mind, like a gentle gust air, caressing his cheeks. His heart pounded, fueling his post-euphoric body and mind. He'd fed on meager thrills earlier. A robber's memory of her first crime and it sated him for only a few minutes. It was enough to calm him down, however, and scrub off his mostly unnerving visage. [color=add8e6][i]Maybe I should order something.[/i][/color]
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