<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.tinypic.com/2yl7f68.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Name~</strong> Akira Hayama<br/><br/><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br/><br/><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br/><br/><strong>Tagging~</strong> Jai, Caliroesis, Avynn, John, Open<br/><br/><strong>Side Note~</strong> For anyone else who might be at the cafe at this particular time, or who want to enter the current conversation going on now.<br/><br/></span><div class="floatright">(http://i68.tinypic.com/29kpglw.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Akira sighed and reached up to rub his forehead. He'd never been comfortable working amongst humans. After all, Akira wasn't human, even though he looked like one. But it could have been worse, Akira could have needed to hide body parts.<br/><br/>Like a forked tail, pointed ears, scales, supernatural skin or similar things. But Akira's body was pretty much similar to that of a human's, at least on the outside. Being a shapeshifter was easy to conceal, as long as he didn't shift.<br/><br/>At least not out in public view.<br/><br/>But that was easier said than done, since Akira's body tended to start to itch when he didn't shift at least once a day.<br/><br/>For a few hours or so. The itch would turn into an unbearable one after twelve hours and by the end of twenty-four hours, it would result in Akira rolling around on the floor, trying to scratch an inner itch that could never be satisfied in this way.<br/><br/>That is, not until he gave in and shifted into another form. Usually, Akira gave up and shifted on his lunch break, a perfect time to do so, and tended to eat as someone else. He'd been working as a computer technician for the past few years and had developed some nice skills in that department. Akira didn't want to work with computers but it wasn't as if he knew what he wanted to do right now.<br/><br/>Not with his life, so had never really explored all his options. But the one thing he <em>did</em> know, was that he needed a place to relax and not have to worry about people finding out about who he really was.<br/><br/>And that was when Akira had happened to come across Cafe de Fae, a place that most humans went right past, without even sparing a glance in its direction. At first he'd thought people just weren't interested in the cafe or were too busy to stop and look inside. But then, he'd seen eyes gaze right over it as if they couldn't even see the place. That intrigued him and Akira had gone inside the cafe.<br/><br/>He'd met with the owner and had been offered a job as a host out of nowhere.<br/><br/>Unable to outright refuse such an offer, Akira had told him he'd think about it and get back to him later. He'd found out more about the cafe and after realizing that it was a place where he could actually be himself, the cafe became even more appealing to him. Not to mention the fact that if he worked there, he could even quit his current job, which was starting to become troublesome to him.<br/><br/>After having made a decision, Akira shifted into another human's form and quit his job. He also moved out of the hotel he'd been living in to cut costs and checked into a hotel that happened to be nearby the cafe. If he lived here, even more costs would be cut and make things easier for him. A few days later, Akira found himself out in the backyard of the hotel, thinking about his new job to be a host.<br/><br/>Ah, the backyard was breathtaking beautiful to him. Akira had always loved nature and being outside and this area encompassed both and made him feel quite happy about just being alive. He closed his eyes, leaning back onto one of the stones that made up the pretty mini waterfall, as a light breeze ruffled his hair. Avynn had told him to come for the evening shift, as that was when most would come.<br/><br/>Akira ran a hand through his blond hair as a few strands fell into his blue eyes. This form was his actual real one. The one he'd been born with and was the most comfortable being seen as. But he only tended to use it when he was alone. This time though, Akira decided to indulge and got to his feet, heading over to his room. He made sure his clothes were clean, in place and his hair combed nicely.<br/><br/>Once done, Akira headed over to where the cafe was located and opened the doors. Akira's blue eyes flickered over those within, two females, a man in black and the owner. One of the females looked like a nymph, while the other one appeared to be some sort of seductress? Perhaps a succubus or something along those lines? However, the man in black didn't give off any sort of supernatural vibe.<br/><br/>Who was he? Akira didn't say anything but it was obvious that a tense atmosphere had filled the room as he stared at the small gathering near the counter.</span>