An average (or athletic depending on your opinion) looking young man walked through the dark streets, dressed in a red hoodie and worn jeans with steel toed boots. Ever since this "registration" thing kicked in, things had been alot slower for him. And that's not because he had been spending the whole time playing video games because the old wizard had gone off on some long and boring trip. Nope. Nothing to do with it all. But he had finally gotten caught up on all of his games, and felt a strange desire to go outside. This wasn't normal, so he decided to go even further and go to a bar.
How long had it been since he had been to a bar? Pretty dang long long actually. He couldn't remember it had been so long, or he simply forgot because it wasn't important to remember it. In either case, whatever his reasoning, Shy walked into the first bar that appealed to him because of the music and took a seat at the bar. He recognized the song, and even though it wasn't a new song to him, they still did a good job playing it. Shy ordered himself a beer, ignoring the weird look he got from the bartender at the fact he was wearing a mask. You could tell this wasn't the most high end place by the fact the bartender just sold him a beer without asking for an ID. Money was money right?
So now that he was here... what was there to do besides drink beer? He could always hit on a pretty girl. But his mask might make that... an interesting prospect. If he was lucky, he could find one into mysterious men wearing masks. In a city with "super heroes" that wasn't too crazy an idea actually. Oh the band finished playing and were heading his way. And then he suddenly felt completely out of place and awkward when Jenny sat on the stool next to his. "What was I thinking?" Shy thought to himself, taking another swig to calm his nerves. He should have brought his DS with him, but that sort of went against his entire purpose for coming here in the first place.
What was he to do now? Well, it was his own fault for thinking it. Why not give the dice a roll? "H-hello," Shy said shakily. "You g-guys are pretty good," he commented. So far not too terrible. Now as long as he didn't say something overly stupid...