Another Night of Work (Zephyr)

[hafiz]

Hafiz stood behind the bar, tying his hair up in his samurai ponytail as he watched the people dance.

"Looks like everyone is having a great time," he said to himself with a smile as he prepared drinks for a few customers that had sat down at the bar.

Even though Hafiz himself wasn't much of a party-goer, he did enjoy the atmosphere. He never knew when he'd meet someone new or interesting.

[Zephyr]

Zephyr walked in tiredly. Another day of searching had failed him again. He was tired, yes, but coming to the Turning Gray bar always cheered him up. Granted he never actually partied here like the rest of the people. Though it was the atmosphere that always picked him up.

Opening the door, Zephyr walked in and smiled. Taking a seat at the nearest empty chair, which happened to be a stool at the bar. Zephyr watched the people dance and sway back and forth. It was amazing how much things had changed since he was alive. Not everything was for the better but the people seemed to be more creative.

Looking back at the bar, he noticed the bartender. "Can I get a glass of water." He asked the bartender. He seemed to be new to the bar but then again, Zephyr really never paid attention too who got him his drinks because the people dancing were far more interesting then the silly old bartender.

[hafiz]

"Water? No problem," Hafiz replied to the man who had just sat at the bar. He recognized this man from a few other nights at Turning Gray, but didn't know his name.

He set the glass of water down gently in front of the customer.
He couldn't help but notice the man looked rather tired.

"What's on your mind, buddy?" Hafiz asked.

[Zephyr]

Zephyr watched the dancers move back and forth, when the bartender set his glass in front of him. Instead of like normal, where t/he bartender left him alone and went about his business, this one lingered around. "Whats on your mind buddy?" The bartender had asked. Zephyr sighed lightly and looked at the man. "Nothin' its just been a long day." Zephyr said with a gentle smile.

It was the truth. Today had been a long day, He must have traveled all around and to no avail. It was mildly irritating that it took so long to find a butterfly. Though the man in front of him didn't need to know this. So he just smiled and tipped his glass to him and chugged it. "Thank you." Zephyr said with a smile. A glass of water was always refreshing.

[hafiz]

"Just a long day, huh?" Hafiz repeated.

He watched as the man chugged the water in no time at all.

"Trying to find someone special, I wonder?" he inquired.
"I know how that is. . .Can't give up, though. Gotta keep looking."

He grinned. He didn't have to keep looking, but he wasn't about to let anyone know this.

[Zephyr]

Zephyr listened to the music as he sat in his stool, enjoying the beat to the song that he didn't know the name of."Yeah. I guess you could say its been a long day." Zephyr said with a gentle smile. The boy here was rather nice. Then the man caught his attention when he mention the finding of someone special. "Yes. I presume you could say that. Then again, people are always looking for that special someone." Zephyr said with a small smile.

'The boy couldn't be an announcer... Could he?' Zephyr asked himself. Though he knew right off that bat that he wasn't for one simple reason. He hadn't attacked him yet. With the thought of that Zephyr relaxed again. "Could I get another glass of water?" He asked, "By the way, I'm Zephyr. Pleasure to meet you." He introduced himself as he pushed his glass towards the bartender with no name.

[hafiz]

"Pleasure to meet you, Zephyr," he grinned as he got him another glass of water. "My name's Hafiz. It sounds kinda odd, I know. In Arabic, it means guardian."

"Anyway, I hope you find that someone special," he continued talking. "That certain someone you know you can't live without, you know?"

[Zephyr]

Zephyr smiled as the boy introduced himself. Indeed, it was a strange name. Though, he could relate to the boy. After all, Zephyr wasn't exactly the most common of names either. "Yeah. I gotcha. At least your name as has interesting meaning. I'm just named after the west wind. Nothing to special." Zephyr said as he slowly sipped on his water.

Even though he stopped paying attention, Zephyr still heard the boy talking. Something about finding someone special, someone that you can't live without. "Yeah. Everyone has someone like that don't they? Some just have to look harder then others since its not a magic trick." Zephyr said as he watched the ripples in his cup collide, not realizing he was the one causing the ripples.

"But then again, If it was magic. Then it wouldn't really be love. It would be a matter of an illusion also caused by the magic and no true love can be based off an illusion." Zephyr said as he drank some more water. "Thanks, the water here taste really good compared to some of the places I've had water from." Zephyr said chuckling as he finished the water and set the glass on the counter. 'I'll find the little butterfly' Zephyr thought to himself dancing continued in the background.

[hafiz]

He listened to Zephyr's words of wisdom, and let his ind wander to his special someone for a moment.
"Magic, huh?" Hafiz repeated. "Well, isn't love a kind of magic in its own way?"

He picked up the glass, and poured more water into it, setting it down by Zephyr.

[Zephyr]

Zephyr again thanked Hafiz for th water. "Yes. I suppose it is. However, its much different then one induced by hopeful wishing and false illusion. Love is in a league of its own type of magic, I suppose you could say." Zephyr said playing with the water with his hydrokinesis. He knew that he shouldn't be wasting time... but all he could do is take the time to relax every now and then

Zephyr looked up at the man and smiled. "Bah! Look at us, getting all philosophical and stuff. I mean come on, this is a club!" Zephyr said with a grin and held up his glass in a toast. "To... uh... whatever our heart desires most." Zephyr said with a chuckle as he drank down his water and sit it down on the bar.

[hafiz]

Hafiz could hear Zephyr talking, but his mind had wandered off to think about his butterfly. He thought about how much he wanted to hold her, to be with her.

He heard Zephyr make a toast before he set down his empty glass, snapping Hafiz back to reality.

"Uh, y-yeah. Sure," he stammered a little, a very faint red blushing across his face as he filled the glass again.

He knew he shouldn't be thinking about her in such a public place. He could very well have given away that he had found her.