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Chasm turned to the Ski with a look that said he didn't want to argue with her leaving. Knowing her she would only make an attempt to throw in her sarcasm or just bite his head off clean his shoulders. But he did alarm her with a 'Becareful' as she left.

When Mitsuki spoke to him he nodded and sat on the chair that Ski used, his fatigue falling on him that very instant. He liked this job but sometimes it was just overbearing.

In a rapid hum Heyen's silvery blur came out of the kitchen and made his way towards Mitsuki when she called him. His hair was messy, dirty and unfitting for appereance as was the rest of his body. But unlike the rest of his workers he seemed far too excited to be tired. His smile had the same energy it always did.

"Why of course!" He yelled, clapping his hands then looked down at Misora. For a moment he frowned. "I was thinking you might need a partner but I guess you already have one." He joked, smiling back to Mitsuki as he began to ease his work after taking a quick glance around the tavern. "Let me give you a key so you could lock the door. Ring the buzzer bell next to the bed if you need anything. I'll personally help you." He assured, pulling out a set a keys that hung beneath the counter and dangled them in front of Mitsuki.

"Maybe next time we could share a room?" He asked, his flirtacious smile ever back.

"Ah well..maybe you'll change your decision another day." Heyen had replied, taking another look at the sleeping Misora. With a smile he only nodded, "Get some rest. I'll make sure no one disturb you." In this case he meant that no one was even to sleep in adjacent rooms to her.

As she walked off he returned his gaze to the tavern. Some had already left, no doubt heading back to their own quarters for a good twelve hour or more rest. Many of his workers had passed out and only a couple of customers were left half-awake.

He didn't want to be rude.

Slowly he walked around and tapped his worker's shoulders, mumbling a "Get a room key and rest at the back," or a "Just clean you're table and you could leave." Some mumbled complaints while others gave tired nods and yawns.

Slowly the tavern itself was being cleaned while night workers left and the morning workers took place.

In a growing hum Heyen moved through the tavern in a silver blur, passing the newcomer from behind and stopping short in front of him to take a look at the wrist.

Though ashamed that it wasn't a female newcomer he was glad to help a new person out. "Hmm.." He hummed, straightening himself and motioning the man towards the counter. "That there, Sir, is a rather simple trinket/accessory." He explained, jumping over the counter and taking out a scanner (shaped as a gun). "Every bracelet has its own designs that this reads and scans. Whenever you apply you are given a small fee and you're own account. To be honest you can't really tamper with you're account..but if you ever apply and get a job somewhere you're boss/manager will deposit you're pay into you're bracelet/account. So don't lose that." He advised.

"Whenever you buy things you're bracelet is scanned and the balance is taken off.." He paused. "I'm Heyen," He said extending a hand to shake the man's, "You're new?"

"That's exactly right. You'll get used to it over time - it isn't difficult." Heyen replied as he moved away from the counter and walked towards his liquor display.

"It's Heyen." The Incubus corrected. "Well then Mr. Lee, since you are new I won't trouble you with charge. This time it'll be on the house." Heyen assured. "The you must have been talking about Linion. Young boy, a little tempermental. Linion Scythelia is booked at the entrance 24/7 practically and is in charge of handing out the bracelets. Reason be for that is because without a bracelet we don't know who's part of Sanctum or not. Some people wear them all the time, others have them in their pockets because they think it's sissy..like me." The Incubus smiled and revealed his bare wrist.

Turning to his side Heyen wafted a hand to show Sachiko his selection. "There's also custom made ones if you care to try those. And," He paused and looked towards the kitchen, "I want a cooked Eel, fried Lobster and a steak for a newcomer!" Heyen yelled.

"How do they want it?" Someone yelled back and Heyen turned to Sachiko. "How do you want you're steak?"

"Give me a medium steak!" The voice shouted almost immediately after Sachiko.

Heyen continued to scout his selection, unsure of what to give Lee. "So, what brought you here, Mr. Lee?" He asked, choosing a rich drink that wasn't meant to get one drunk, but buzzed at the least. "You seem..human. Am I right? Not that it's bad that you are."

He pulled out a drink from the bottom of the counter, pouring it half way only and left the bottle beside the newcomer as he waited for the man's food to arrive.

Heyen's sense almost quickly rose as a familiar smell filled the room even before his hearing senses heard Mitsuki's voice. With a smile Heyen spun around and spread his arms in a warm greeting and "Mistsuki darling!", mistakingly knocking one of the chef's that was coming in behind him down with a clatter of trays and food.

"..Heyen!" The chef yelled, having the steak he had made slap the front of his face and stick. Heyen just goofed a smile and scratched his cheek, "Uh..can you make another one?" He asked politely.

"...Only if we can cook drunk." The chef demanded.

Heyen's eyes daggered, but he smiled. "Yeah..no. Just go get me another steak will you?" He asked almost politely. The chef rose to his feet, picked up the mess that his boss made before pushing past another chef who put down the lobster and Eel in front of Sachiko.

"I wouldn't be Heyen otherwise, now would I?" Heyen laughed shyly, but his embarrassment was below Mitsuki's happiness. Even if it was food wasted.

Another scent, familiar yet old told him to turn around. And his eyes lit when he spotted Shamira enter. Eyes bright, face happy he leapt over the counter with a single hand, his foot knocking over the lobster's claw . One of chef's in the back yelled, knowing the sound and cried out 'Heyen!' again.

"Shamira, babe!" He cried out, his movements unmatchable for the normal of beings as he strafed through tables and people to stop dead in front of Shamira. With hands on her shoulders he scanned her like a lover would after being away for so long from their lover. "My. Only a year and yet you seem to have grown have you? Athletic as ever I see?" He asked, leaning an elbow on her shoulder and leaning on her with a loving pout. "So, how about that date you promised me last year?" Of course it wasn't an official and actual date considering her constant rejection.