Raijiin walked to the bar at the corner of the same block his penthouse was located on. The hard plastic of a case thumping gently against his leg as he took each stride. People stared at his eccentric appearance as he passed them by, though being used to this he payed them no mind. As he arrived at the bar he was seeking, he took a quick look at the outside. It wasn't a dive, but not really of high standing either. Paint peeled a little in some areas but you could tell that it was taken care of. He heard the usual banter as he entered, men talking about women that they'd been with. Women blew smoke rings towards men batting a heavy eyelash hoping for a free drink. Raijiin strode over to the barkeep, "Good day, sir, I see you have no entertainment for such a full establishment." The barkeep looked at him warily," yeah? What of it buddy? Keeping up with this place isn't cheap, so we had to cut out bringing in bands." Raijiin smiled,"I am a musician of sorts." He said as he lifted his case onto the bar. "Would you mind if i played for your audience? Free of charge." He added the last bit as he caught the suspicious look of the barkeep. "Yeah sure, whatever, but hey if they don't like you you're getting booted." The barkeep threatened. Raijiin strode over to the stage and pulled from his case a pristine looking black guitar. Emblazoned on the guitar in purple were ravens flying. Raijiin strummed a few notes and the distorted electric sounds carried through the bar. As he gazed around he saw all eyes were now on him. Smoothing a lock of his long black hair out of his face he grinned devilishly. Drums began to be heard from nowhere. A bass guitar made its way into the tune next. Raijiin began to coax a hard rock song from the guitar in his hands. Looking around he smirked as he saw the whole bar was captivated... he had complete control. The song ended after a few minutes and he bowed to thunderous applause. "Thank you ladies and gentlemen, please tip your barkeep for allowing me to play for such an exuberant audience!" With that final statement he strode out of the bar case in hand as the audience rushed the barkeep with dollars in hand.