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[Uuuuugh, he really doesn't want to do this. Human resources has literally never been his department. Even when he was prepping to become the eventual king of Kimlasca, he had certain social issues that should've been worked on; growing up in Daath and earning a reputation fitting for Asch the Bloody just made them worse.

But he's tired of spending an absurd amount of hours at a bar that he can't decide whether or not he even likes anymore just because no one else is available, especially with half the staff missing. When Norma doesn't even bother showing up to work for several days in a row that basically cements it.]

...Good Spirits is hiring. Come to the bar this afternoon for an interview if you're interested in joining the staff.

[And that's pretty much where he'll be. As usual. But don't expect to get the job just because you show up!! ...Actually, that's might just make him less inclined to hire you, which is the very definition of counter-productive. The standards of Asch the Bloody are high, indeed. ~~The Gordon Ramsey of bartenders~~]

[[ooc: Good Spirits info post for those interested]]

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[Yep. Like Asch. He can't be charmed, it's physically impossible. Still, it's a harmless enough request, and this guy isn't any more annoying than Jack Horner had been. After a moment's consideration, Asch gestures to the little door at the end of the counter, implying that Kirk has permission to come over to the other side.]

Just try not to make a mess.

You never know until you meet me, but if it's YOU then what's your name so I can ask for you?!

Alcohol is a depressant. You'd think that getting drunk would just make being here that much worse.

"Then really any choice you make has little matter. Weather it be a trained bartender who vanishes or a dunce you are stuck with till they themselves are trained in the art."

And you want more of that? Are you some sort of masochist?

[There's all sorts in the universe.]

So you wouldn't care if nobody came to your bar?

It is? I always thought it just made people really happy and giggly.

[At least, the drunk people he's seen were pretty happy.]

You wound me sir.

_{[He placed a mock hand over his heart, but ducked behind the counter
anyways, glancing around to assess where everything was. ]}

Do you want me to take drink orders or be a bus boy?

I'm Asch! And who are you so I know who the disrespectful, noisy woman is!?

"It matters when it comes down to how much training they receive before they're useful on their own."

Not really. It would make for a dull shift, but I have other ways to occupy myself.

That's a misconception. Much like a drug, it doesn't have the same effect on everyone.

[He, for example, is a mean drunk. And if he were to make a guess, he'd figure that Emil would be the type to mope or do something absurd like jump off a roof.]

[He feels like he's being mocked while doing the mocking, and he doesn't appreciate that. Still, the man seems willing enough to put up with it. That isn't a worthless trait.]

...Drink orders. We've got enough servers for now.

_{[ It's a specific talent he has honed over the years. But he nods and
picks up a towel and a bottle opener - things any good college kid should
know how to use. The specialty drinks he'd be rustier at, but it wasn't
hard to mix rum and coke or the usuals. Anything with an umbrella was
beyond him though. ]}

I guess I missed when you took over this place.

[Asch stands back to watch, his gaze critical and judging. Someone's forgotten what it's like to be a beginner at this.]

I haven't taken over, not really. But the former owners have gone home and Buffy is busy. The staff's suffering for it, and therefore so's the service. Someone had to do something.

I thought the point of business was to beat out the other guy. Or at least be the best at what you do.

I wouldn't know anything about drugs... the only kind I've ever taken before are medicines when I've been sick, and I'm not sure those really count.

[They certainly weren't anything that he would choose to consume if given the choice, that much is for sure.

Asch's assessment of Emil being an absurd drunk would be fairly accurate, though.]

Considering it's like the only bar in town, I'm not sure "service" makes a difference. So long as I get my drink, I'm happy.

_{[ He turned to a customer and thank god all they wanted was a beer. It
took him a second to find the right one, but he got it and popped the cap
with college proficiency and went back to cleaning out glasses.}

It was busy work, and he hadn't done it in awhile, but it was serving the purpose. There wasn't anything Star Fleet here, there wasn't anything for him to do, and if he tinkered on his own, his mind wandered to places it really shouldn't. An actual JOB though, that could keep his mind off things. Dealing with people and immediate situations - kept his mind in the now of it.

Well, he hoped it would, anyways. This little experiment might just be a giant bust. ]

[A resigned shrug.]

Not much else to do here.

[And at least it would be somewhat familiar.]

In normal worlds, maybe. What would the benefit of that be, here, though?

She shrugs a bit, "You do not see the act of training as a chance to make another link with the world around you?"

...Probably better off for that, anyway.

[Drugs weren't exactly commonplace - here or in Auldrant - but he'd seen enough during his time with the Oracle Knights to know more than most about a lot of things, particularly as commander of Special Operations. It's a nice pair of words for "the work no one else wants to do".]

[Asch keeps a critical eye during the test run, watching for mistakes, watching for success, how he treats the customers, how he handles critique, stepping in to assist when things get busy enough. Truth be told it's a little like working next to Jack again, only about half as annoying, which is an unexpected blessing.

In the end, he doesn't have to like the man, though it's easier if he does. But working with people he doesn't like is something he's had to do his entire life. Why should here be any different?]

...Fine, you'll do.

Boredom and familiarity. Your resume is sad.

[He's not impressed.]

"Links with the world around me, I can go without." God, she speaks strangely. He doesn't know what to make of it.

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