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"Eh, It's fine. I never finished school, so I don't think I qualify for much." 

Tino admitted sheepishly, Shrugging. Working at a bar was the first thing he though of when he arrived at the city. Bar were everywhere, and there were quite a few which needed workers. So naturally, Tino had taken the oppurtunity. 

"Not to mention, the work is fairly easy, and if people get too rowdy, I get to toss them out." 

The Finn laughed a little at that.

"Why'd you go into furniture design?" 

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Grabbing the drink, Berwald mumbled a quick thank-you to Tino. After taking the first sip, he couldn’t help but notice how easy it was to ignore the burn in his throat. He wasn’t a light weight, but since he hadn’t drank in at least a year and a half he figured it would have more of an effect earlier on. He did feel a bit pathetic though, tipsy after only one drink.

He decided to try and hide the fact, due to fear of Tino looking down on him because of it. He was never a very good actor, but he hoped somehow he would be able to pull it off. 

“So wha’ made ya wan’ to work at a ba’? Ah mea’, yer job is pract’cally to deal w’th drun’ pe’ple all nigh’. Tha’ doesn’ seem too fun.”

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"Väinämöinen.Tino Väinämöinen." 

He smiled kindly, and shrugged. "It's fine, really. I don't mind. What can I call you by, miss?"

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Tino reached into his pocket, handing her a city map which had obviously unfolded many times before. 

“Here, you can use this, yeah?”

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"Sure thing!"

Tino took another glass down and filled it with rum, setting it down in front of Berwald. He glanced at the clock; he still had another hour and a half in his shift. 

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Sighing lightly, Berwald shook his head. “It’s a bi’ stereotypical  bu’ ah des’gn and buil’ furni’ure. They needed more pe’ple ove’ here, an’ since I didn’ have much to leave behin’, they decide’ to tran’fer me. I shouldn’ compla’n though. It’s st’ll a job.”

Picking the drink back up, Berwald finished the rest off and slid the empty glass back to Tino. 

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"Hm. Yeah, the military was stressfull as hell, I'll tell you that." 

TIno returned the smile Berwald gave him and introduced himself. 

"Tino Väinämöinen." 

He said plainly. 

"It's really nice to meet you Berwald."

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Berwald would be lying if he said he wasn’t even slightly impressed. Just looking at the man, he wouldn’t have expected him to have been in the army.

 ”No’ a very in’eres’ing reason. Ah ha’ to transfer here for ma job. Yer life seems a lo’ more excitin’, bein’ in th’ army.” 

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fishermen village 1-8 (c) hmannaria

#finland

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About Tino:

Name (given): Tino Väinämöinen

Gender: Male

Date of birth: 17 June, 1990

Height: Five feet and eleven inches

Weight: One hundred and forty eight pounds.

Likes: 

His two dogs, a Maltese named Charlotte, and a Husky named Aake.

Shooting practice, which he goes to every saturday and Thursday. He is licenced to carry up to three weapons.

Tino is a fan of heavy metal. He will never tell that to anyone.

He swims and does other forms of vigorous exercise in order to stay in shape.

  Dislikes:

  Loud noises, which remind him of his war time.

Sour food

Being startled without warning, (ie:someone comes up and covers his eyes from behind him)

  Manner of speaking: Tino, although not fluent in English, speaks it well. He does have his troubles though, and those are obvious when they surface. He speaks with a thick Finnish accent, which he doesn’t mind.

  Manner of carrying himself: Tino moves with confidence, despite his limp, and always has straight posture. He can stand still and at attention when being spoken to, but it looser when speaking with others in a casual setting, like at work.

  Appearance: Tino has a round, childish face, and thick blonde hair. He’s rather well built, due to his military training. He’s often perceived as being younger than he actually is, which he doesn't mind at all. Tino’s eyes are a light violet, which although a bit strange, he disregards fully.

Sexuality: Pansexual

Background: Tino was born in Helsinki, and was raised there. He was always a social boy, who made tons of friends and mixed well with people. Despite this, his didn’t do well in school, and dropped out when he reached 11th grade.

 Unsure of what to do with his life from that point on, he worked odd jobs for a few years before he joined the army at age 18. Although his parents were furious about it,  Tino served in Afghanistan for five years, reaching the rank of Lieutenant General in the process. His military career was abruptly ended when he was caught in an explosion, and was severely injured.

He spent a week and a half in a coma, and spent two weeks in rehab. In the explosion he has injured both his legs, and was unable to walk for a while. He recovered, and decided to pack up and move to America.

Hence, his current situation, working as a bartender.

#bio #auuuuuufgh sorry this is long #tHIS BANNER TOOK FOREVER

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Tino retrived the glass and put in a sink to be washed later. 

"Oh? I think that's pretty cool, really. If I tried making annything other than drinks, it probably wouldn't end well." 

This, was sadly true. Tino wasn't exactly the "creating" type, and could barely manage to make soup without burning it. 

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“I moved here a few days ago from Finland.”

Tino smiled and shrugged. “I learned some Swedish in school. I’m not very good at it though.” 

He set the glass he was cleaning down and picked up another. Berwald seemed interested enough to answer his questions, so Tino deemed he was good to talk to. 

“I served in Afghanistan for three years then moved here after I left. It’s a lot more peaceful here, I’ll tell you that.” 

He laughed lightly. 

“Why’d you move here?”

#theikeaman #no shhh i think he's wonderful uwu #if i tried to type out Tino's accent it would look like gibberish okay

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all because of this

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APH

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no wonder you’re so distressed man look at that fashion choice smh

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Tino chuckled a little bit. 

"It was alright. I was a Leitenant General." 

He shrugged, a bit more intersted in Berwald compared to himself. 

"What do you do? It must be something cool if you've had to move for it!"

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As Berwald was watching the other man, he couldn’t help but notice the slight limp he walked with. He wanted to ask, but decided that would be going a bit too far considering they didn’t even know each other. It was probably a pretty personal topic he wouldn’t want to discuss with a total stranger. That didn’t stop him from wondering however.

He dropped the thought once the glass was set down in front of him. After taking the first sip of the drink and giving himself a moment to get used to the unique taste, Berwald quickly took another before looking back up to the bar tender. “Thank ya. It tastes goo’.” 

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Tino laughed a little. 

"I can understand how that would be. It's fine, you're not being a bother at all." 

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Tino leaned on the counter. 

“I just moved here. I can get you a map though. Wheredo you need to be?” 

He walked over to her and smiled. 

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"I moved here a few days ago from Finland."

Tino smiled and shrugged. "I learned some Swedish in school. I'm not very good at it though." 

He set the glass he was cleaning down and picked up another. Berwald seemed interested enough to answer his questions, so Tino deemed he was good to talk to. 

"I served in Afghanistan for three years then moved here after I left. It's a lot more peaceful here, I'll tell you that." 

He laughed lightly. 

"Why'd you move here?"

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Tino set to work immeadeatly. He poured some hot water into a cup, followed by vodka, some salt, and somelicorice he had been lucky enough to find, crushed first. He let it sit for a while before giving it a quick stir. Then he handed it to Berwald. 

“Here. We didn’t have Salmiakki, so I substituded that for normal licorice. I don’t think it matters though.”

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#theme is under construction #ooc

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Tino reached into his pocket, handing her a city map which had obviously unfolded many times before. 

"Here, you can use this, yeah?"

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“Ah…” Grace hated walking into these sorts of places. The smell was practically able to be tasted. It was over-powering.

“…I-I need directions. I got lost and I’m not actually quite sure as to where I am…”

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Your head cannon link isn't working.

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"Really? Good. I wasn't sure, since I had to change it a little." 

He said, glad the drink had turned out alright. For his third day on the job, he though he was doing pretty okay. He poured a beer for another patron before setting to cleaning a few of the glasses that had been used. 

"So,"  He said to Berwald, hoping to spark up conversation. "Have you been living here for long?" 

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Berwald had already felt awkward enough just walking into the bar, with everyone staring at him. So when the bartender looked at him with a smile and talked to him, he felt slightly flustered. Sure it was the mans job, but there were many people already that had denied him any service because ‘his looked to intimidating, and it might scare the other customers away.’ Looking at the selection behind the bar, Berwald had a hard time making up his mind, as he usually didn’t drink. “No’ s’re. Wha’ do ya reccomen’?”