01 Job Hunting

[belfire]

Who: Fabulous Demon Overlord Kazuya and YOU
Where: Virgo ward
Summary: Kazuya looking for a job - well, trying to, anyway.
Warnings: Demon Overlords do not do jobs.

Kazuya had come to an unfortunate truth.

He needed a job.

He couldn't go back to his own world with his Bel powers on the fritz, so until he discovered a way to get them working again, or a portal home of some sort, he would have to get comfortable for the amount of time he would stay here. Which meant he would need to get an income, i.e a job.

It was a bit weird to think about, really, since he had thought that doing something as mundane as working was beyond him now. His days were to be filled with the war against God, not doing human work things. Could he even consider himself human anymore? Probably not. He found it hard to think in human terms at times and even his ability to empathise was starting to erode away.

But that was depressing to think about. Let's go back to the lesser evil: working.

Kazuya thought that it would be best to go through the Virgo ward, since it was the shopping ward, but nothing really enticed him. He couldn't see himself working retail - he doubted he could keep his temper if he had to deal with difficult customers - but there wasn't much else. Maybe he could do warehouse work...

Urrrrgh...

So here, have a frustrated looking Demon Overlord mooching about the shops. Got job offers? Brilliant! If you want to simply bug him? Even better!

Comments

[belfire]

Kazuya did not try to save Atsuro at all when his friend went splat on the floor, and actually stared down at him with a smug look. He lowered his hand from his headphones, and 'gently' nudged his friend in the ribs with his foot.

"I dunno. You've worn that thing for so long I've forgotten if you even have hair. Maybe you're prematurely bald."

[otakuro]

Atsuro dusts himself off with a sniff as he readjusts his hat in the proper position (power sign facing left). Geek chic was still chic.

"Maybe my hair is so awesome that I'd have people lining up to try to get me to model hair goop for them if I left it uncovered, huh? Ever think of that?"

[belfire]

"Or line up to get hair goop from you," Kazuya returned, his tone teasing as he grinned. "What's the stereotype? Geeks are greasy from staying in all day? If you're not bald, maybe you wear the hat because you produce enough oils to lubricate a factory..."

[otakuro]

"Augh, that's disgusting." Atsuro hops to his feet and pulls a face. "And I'll have you know I wash my hair at least once a week. ...I mean. Day."

[belfire]

Kazuya wrinkled his nose, shying away from Atsuro a little. "Ew, a week?"

[otakuro]

"T-That's a joke! C'mon, it's not like I stink or anything."

Atsuro smells like primroses and honeydew, thanks very much.

[belfire]

Kazuya gave Atsuro a look. A look full of judgement.

JUDGEMENT.

"Right."

[otakuro]

"..."

Atsuro looks grumpy.

"Seriously? You think I smell?"

[belfire]

"My sense of smell is like a billion times stronger, you know," Kazuya pointed out. "Almost everyone smells to me now."

He turned away, smirking a little. "Even you."