<div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2017/03/16/PrXqM.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Name~</strong> Rui<br/><strong>Job~</strong> Not Hired Yet<br/><strong>When~</strong> 9/17 early morning, right before opening time.<br/><strong>Tagging~</strong> Open!<br/><br/></span><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"> The morning was quiet, birds chirping as the sun crept up in the sky to let both humans and Fae know that the next day had arrived. Every morning the same thing would happen; the sun would rise, people would get up in the morning, do their daily routine, get on with their life and simply relax as they continued on. <br/><br/>However, for one person, his routine had become rather mundane, as it were.<br/><br/>"The sun's out..." His voice was soft, no inflection in his voice, the one of his own speech almost a whisper as a tall, lanky, green-haired male made his way into view. Almost out of nowhere had he appeared, silent as the night yet as eye-catching as the sun above. To other Fae, he seemed very much human, or rather, <em>looked</em> very much human. The same pale skin, the same complexion, even to the way he dressed, Rui appeared more human then Fae.<br/><br/>However, when it came to gaining the trust of small human children to devour their nightmares, his appearance had to look trustworthy, to look just like them. After centuries of using this form, he became so used to it, his old form long forgotten, but it wasn't like it mattered to him. Only the bad dreams of others were his goal, however it was starting to become more of a chore. So many sleepless nights, so many mornings having to stay awake, to make sure that no others needed his services across the world. He had such little time that sleep no longer affected him, rendering his body, and emotions, almost completely lifeless. His heart still beat in his chest, yet he held no energy to express himself, to smile, to show emotion. He stayed stoic and quiet, observing rather then interacting with others. <br/><br/>Taking a few quiet steps along the red-brick road, his eyes glanced towards the Cafe that he had visited yesterday; yes he remembered going their very late at night, when almost no other Faes were there, except the staff. He was given odd stares by few, simply because he stayed in their, sitting in silence, watching life from outside the window, with a simple cup of tea. It had relaxed him, calmed him, and Rui wanted to visit again, to take the time he wanted to relax and to observe others. Watching the staff of the Cafe had been enjoyable for him, despite not showing any emotion, and he couldn't help but wonder that it would be like to work at such a place.<br/><br/>"I wonder if they're open." He hoped they were, for he could smell the distinct scent of baked sweets being made from the Cafe; his favorite type of food.</span>