The Bar

@kim jisung Minpha noticed someone sneaking off like a little rat and wasn't even surprised when the bartender pointed that same one out as the kim jisung. Hopping off of the stool, Minpha quickly made his way after him, his mischievous little smile still dancing on his lips. He had his wakizashi unsheathed now. "Mr. Leader~", he called out, cooing as he went after the man. "Let's not make this unnecessarily exhausting~" The executioner had been sent by the manager to knock some sense into this person. Why? Because he had been messing a little too much with the remaining and crucial infrastructure in Toshima. People couldn't just go around wrecking entire buildings, just because they were the leader of some puny little team.

@kim jisung It was afternoon and the bar was full as always, bustling with drunken brutes who had decided on a temporary truce while they enjoyed their beer. That is, until the executioner walked in. Even though he had such a... not threatening exterior, it felt like the room froze over when he stepped inside the bar. Or maybe it was exactly because of his unassuming aura, paired with the knowledge that he was the executioner in this game, that made these people fear his presence so much. One couldn't really tell if Minpha had come to....... hang out, or to kill. Greatly enjoying the chilled atmosphere, Minpha slid onto a stool at the bar, much to the alarm of his neighbours. He had his wakizashi in hand, albeit it was still in it's scabbard as he propped his chin on his hand and leaned towards the bartender. "I'm looking for kim jisung~", he said in his high-pitched voice, his eyes crinkling into an eye-smile. "Ring a bell?" While this question was directed at the worker, Minpha was on high alert to what was happening around him. Any suspicious movement and someone was going to lose a .