Having been quite a while since Raku had managed to obtain some free time with which he could do with what he pleased, but it had been even longer since he'd used that time to go out and attempt to have a good time. Since coming to Kumogakure those months ago and becoming a Shinobi of Cloud, he hadn't had much interaction with other people. He pretty much kept to himself for the most part, as he wasn't a super out going guy -- though that changed slightly if he were to get intoxicated, or be having a good time with friends; but he really didn't have any friends at the moment, since he was no longer in his home country of Kirigakure, people had died, or got split up, or went to different countries to start anew. Being home alone in the quiet all the time gets lonely, so of course Raku wanted to at least attempt to meet new people, see if he could make any friends, or at least have some kind of human interaction.
It seemed that if you were looking to find a lot of people around, and have a good time, the Susukino District was the place for you. Filled with clubs, restaurants, shops, and all kinda of popular places, it was probably one of the busiest areas around. This fact was what encouraged Raku to pick this place as the destination for his little adventure out into the wild we call society. Deciding to get a little dressed up for the occasion, Raku had put on some sort of fancy clothing -- at least more so than his normal casusal cloths; seeing as this area was more than just casual. Walking down the street, standing tall, wearing a pair of black pants held up by a belt, with a white buttoned up shirt tucked in, and a sort of casual black blazer, his hands were in his pockets, and he was slightly slouched forward while he walked, though less so than when he stood still; the only thing that showed he was a Shinobi was the Cloud headband he wore on the outside of his right arm. Taking a moment to remove one hand from his side pants pocket, he raised his hand up to his forehead, running his fingers through the front bangs of his hair, moving them up, back, and out of the way of his face, revealing his eye-patch more visibly, as well as his other bright green eye. There were plenty of people in the streets, some walking, some standing in front of buildings; chatting, smoking, some acting like fools. It was late during a weekend, so plenty of people were out partying and having a good time, which made it feel all the more busy.
Spotting a nice looking restaurant/bar, he decided it seemed like the perfect place for him to start. Not too busy, a bar where he could get a drink to take the edge off, and it was still a restaurant, so there wouldn't only be people there looking to drink and/or get drunk. The night was young, and the air was a little chilly as he approached the entrance to the establishment, walking in the temperature quickly changed to warm thanks to the people inside, and the closed in walls of the place. It wasn't full, but it wasn't empty either, enough people to feel comfortable being there, maybe more so after he could get himself a drink. He slowly walked up to the bar, taking a seat on the stool in front of it, placing his hands on the bar, clasping them together, his fingers intertwined while he waited. Within a few moments a man came over, asking what he'd like, to which Raku requested a bottle of beer. It wasn't a normal drink for people in these parts, but he had grown accustomed to it; an acquired some might say. He wasn't much of a drinker, but it wasn't a super alcoholic drink either, just good enough for him to chill out a little bit, and relax. The man quickly came back, placing the bottle on the bar in front of him. Raku grabbed some money from his pocket, paying the man, as he reached with his other hand, wrapping a few fingers around the bottle, picking it up and placing it against his lips to take a quick swig. Raku decided it best for him to just relax for the first while, to sit there and see if anyone would approach him, as people came and left the restaurant. Most of the people in the restaurant seemed like normal civilians out having a good time, but of course Shinobi liked to have a good time also. Continuing to take sips from his drink, he sat at the bar for a little bit, seeing what would come from tonight's outing.
[Marked for Training; 818 WC]
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