He had a goal, and possessed the determination and conviction to reach it. All he needed now was time to move on. But that was something out of his control. Whether he really wanted to take a break or not, he simply couldn't make the day go by faster than it already was. Finding himself with more free time on his hands than normal, he decided to distract himself by being social for once. A grimace passed over his face at that thought. He could be quite charming and charismatic when he wanted to, or if needed, but most of the time, Mikajia honestly preferred people to simply leave him the hell alone.
He wiped the grimace off his face as he entered the Swineherd Pub. He still wore his gear, even in a pub, which honestly actually helped him blend in a bit. The black on black of his hunter's coat and pants seemed to be a part of a popular theme; most of the guests sporting common bland and muted tones, very little standing out about most of the guests. A few eyes wandered in Mikajia's direction but didn't linger too long, his appearance common enough compared to everyone else, he didn't seem to arouse much interest or suspicion, which he was perfectly fine with.
The hunter looked past the people spread out within the small pub, focusing only on the counter and the bartender cleaning a mug behind it. He strolled up to the counter, grabbed a free stool and sat down. Once the bartender was finished with his task, he wandered over to Mikajia and asked what he would like, "I'll take a Whiskey, on the rocks." Mikajia said simply, placing the jewels down on the counter for the bartender to take. He grabbed them with a nod, quickly grabbed a fresh glass, tossed in some ice, then filled the glass with the amber liquid before handing it back to Mikajia.
He accepted the drink with a nod then took his first drink. The liquid burned as it should, running down his throat to his stomach; he reveled the feeling and taste as he gave a small satisfied sigh, closing his eyes as he brought his free hand up behind his neck. He massaged his neck as he tilted his head around, stretching and popping it. He had to admit though, it was pretty nice to relax once in a while. "Good Whiskey." Mikajia said, lifting his glass a little as he motioned to the bartender, "I'll take another when this one is finished." He said as he placed down some more jewels on the counter for the bartender to take. The man nodded once more towards Mikajia as he grabbed the jewels.
With that he turned around on his stool, leaned back against the counter, propping his free elbow on its surface as he took another drink, reveling in the warmth once more. His eyes opened slowly this time, surveying his surroundings.