[center][h1][color=662d91][b]Menzai Isanami[/b][/color][/h1] [img] https://i.imgur.com/ea4bnvn.png?1[/img][/center] The casual demeanor and lack of worry from the other guild members seemed to indicate that such incidents were a daily occurrence. An important thing to note as he now knew to expect such antics making it easier to prepare for odd and unexpected events. Yet, trying to focus on his note tasking was proving to be difficult as his nose picked up a horribly pungent scent, the source to be that of a cup filled with an unknown liquid resting by the woman at the bar. A mere whiff of it turned the contents of his stomach sour and instilled in him an urge to vomit. He fought the unsettling sensation with a gulp while using the writing to help distract from the foul fumes tickling uncomfortably at his nostrils which nearly had him gag. The only saving grace being the distance from the horrendous smell though only a small comfort. An instance where Menzai cursed his heighten sense of smell; doubting he could hold back the sickly feeling were that vile cup drew any closer and likely not only lose his stomach but pass out as well. Trying to breathe little as possibly; inhaling only when needed while forcing himself to keep composure. Almost thankful to have the young woman pull up to the table as she would offer a better distraction than simply writing. His dark blue eyes lifted from the page of his notebook to peer at the woman sitting across from him, the pair of tiny sharp red irises nearly glinting like rubies. Those furry canine ears adorning the top of his head flicked and perked; signs he was listening and caught every word she spoke regarding introducing herself to be Alina Bloomfield. Eyes filled with a curious gaze lowered briefly to the extended hand having recall the human custom of handshakes; a somewhat more physical and respectful way of greeting a new stranger. Not wishing to be rude to the first person he would be speaking to within these halls besides the guild leader and placed his pencil down within the confines of the opened notebook and closed it before nudging it to the side. Once taken care of, he lifted his right to cough into it as if to clear his throat while it was more to hide the faint gag induced by that mysterious stench."[color=662d91] Pleased to make your acquaintance, Ms. Bloomfield though apologies for I must refuse the handshake. Mind no offense as there is no fault on your end but simply due to the situation regarding..[/color]" Trailing off as he opened his right hand to display his clawed fingers, wanting to avoid any risk of accidentally scratching or cutting her hand and chose instead to offer a small respectful bow of the head then folded his hands before him. " [color=662d91]And I am indeed new to the guild having only joined a week prior. So I have little experience in witnessing this...rowdy bunch as you put it? [/color]" His right eyebrow lifting; uncertain if that was the correct term to refer the group but for the moment it would suffice." Perhaps a bit unorthodox and untamed this group is though the building still stands to this day." A brief waving motion of his hand to indicate the building." [color=662d91]So a kitchen fire seems of little threat to those of this guild.[/color]" Understandably apparent considering the nonchalant and amused reactions going on. Turning his gaze back onto the woman sitting across from him where he noticed that he was being observed much like he was doing. Taking note of the smile creasing her cheeks, but the look in her eyes betrayed the friendly demeanor she tried to portray, whereas his gleamed a mixture of curiosity and indifference. With an near blank expression to match save but for the slightest wrinkle between his brows hinting of disgust. He listened to Aline tell that she herself had only been here a month and stating her disappointment in missing out on the battle against the dragon." [color=662d91]Unfortunate to have missed witnessing this dragon having heard a bit about this terrible beast. Quite a feat, slaying a dragon. [/color]" He finished with a quick nod." [color=662d91]Ah, right. It has slipped the mind to introduce myself. The name is Menzai Isanami.[/color]" He intended to add onto the introduction, when another woman, who's name he did not get yet though surprisingly knew his came over to place several books on the table near him and learning they contained history information on Fiore and two other nations. A pleased shine shown in his eyes briefly before returning to a look of indifference." [color=662d91]Thank you, miss. I will be sure to peruse the contents of these books shortly.[/color] " A thankful bow of the head as he gently patted the topmost book then started returning his attention back to Aline when spotting the guild leader post up new jobs, the first time seeing any new ones get placed since joining."[color=662d91] Hm, seems some quests have been put up. Would you wish to join in inspecting and possibly accepting one to work together?[/color]" Being new to the guild and doing jobs that he couldn't refuse the opportunity to finally take his first quest to get a firsthand experience of working on one alongside a human.