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Eye of the tiger [Social/Manzo] Empty on Mon Jun 03, 2019 11:24 am

Alisa





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Ah, the gym... Frankly, Alisa never came by nearly as much as most people gave her credit for. She'd much rather tend to her own strict training regiments, often jogging miles by herself around town she was in before ending her sessions at some secluded spot that struck her fancy. At that same time, the whimsical lithomancer also liked mixing things up every so often. Especially when it came to training, fixed routines could easily lead to overspecialization, which would inevitably spell defeat down the line.

"Hmmm... I wonder what I'll find here...", maybe hardened warriors ready to take on the invasion to come, or instead mere hopeful wannabes who should have already evacuated. Resting a hand on her hip, she examined the place for only a couple seconds before finally venturing inside

Right away she found herself surrounded by a fit, athletic atmosphere, the clanking of metal weights as they rose and fell, the whapping of fists against... Rather refreshing~... Or perhaps that was just the air conditioning, providing a measure of relief from the swealtering hit of the white city in the late spring.

With the threat of battle looming on the horizon, the Gym, like anywhere else in Astera, looking significantly less populated than Alisa imagined it otherwise might, and yet the graceful amazon of Blue Pegasus wore her insignia with pride, drawing onlooker's eyes towards the lean, well drawn outlines of her abs, in stark contrast with her full, curvaceous physique. The slick sheen of sweat clinging to her smooth, alabaster skin evidenced the manner of warm up she'd gone through, yet hardly hinted at the sheer amount of it. Taking pride in her endurance, any run shorter than an hour hardly even qualified as warm up... Taking a towel with her on the way in, she wiped some of the excess sweat of her forehead and inspected her surroundings, taking in the handful other gymgoers she found there... So far, she'd yet to spot anybody who warranted a second look, and instead focused on the exercise material instead:

"Hmmm, not too shabby~...", she noted, hand on her hip as she inspected the magic weighted barbell. She seldom came to gyms like this and even when she did, she only exercised in the large, cumbersome machines once in a blue moon. At this point she saw no need for training wheels and instead, focused almost entirely on free weights, training her posture as much as her strength. Noting the dial on the weights, she tried turning one and immediately noticed the added pressure on the cleverly reinforced stands, "Gravity magic hmm... Now that... That is a nice touch~"



 

Strength is also Beauty



"New year, new day~"
- Alisa Vollan

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Eye of the tiger [Social/Manzo] Empty on Mon Jun 03, 2019 10:57 pm

Manzo

The feeling of sweat dripping down your brow, and the burning sensation from pushing yourself to your limits. This is what it meant to truly be alive, and test yourself. In the mind of Manzo, there was nothing like it. Nothing could truly compare to, and that was euphoric high he was chasing today. Manzo walked into the gym with his bag over his shoulder, for there was nothing worse than coming unprepared to actuall get some work in.

He walked over to the locker he had designated for himself in the mens side and began to change into his workout gear. Which consisted of running shoes, compression pants, as well as shorts and a tank top that was very breathable. While this wasn't normally the case, his guild tattoo was on full display for the world to see. It was all that most people would get to know about him.

Though truthfully it was hard to miss, specifically his look, all black, flowing black hair, as well as a blue Pegasus guild mark. Most people only knew him by his title. The Stormcaller of blue Pegasus. Even now he could his whispers with his name mixed in, he had become one of the more famous members of his guild, but mainly due to his prowess with lightning magic and nothing else.

He took his place at the dead lift station, by a raven haired woman. He was in his own little world at this point, the only thing he was truly focused on was the grind of the workout he was going to embark on. That's all that was filling his head.

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Eye of the tiger [Social/Manzo] Empty on Wed Jun 05, 2019 12:38 pm

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Alisa spared the good looking male but a cursory glance as he approached, smiling cooly before returning the whole of her attention to her exercise. Alas, she didn't immediately notice the stamp on his torso matching the one on her exposed midriff, instead focusing on the mirror in front of her. After all, that enhancement on the barbells had very much piqued her interest... So, first things first, hair: Standing before her own reflection, she couldn't help but admire it, following every motion as she held her long, flowing dark hair in a high ponytail using the dark band around her wrist.

Next, she approached and crouched beneath the heavily looking barbell, letting it rest below her nape, gripping the heavy metal bar evenly with both hands... And finally, lift. Brow furrowing, teeth gritting as she slowly pushed her legs upright,

"Hnnngh....!", only the start really drew some hint of a strain from the athletic sculptress, her toned muscles tightening under the tight confines of her sportswear as she rose up, then down, watching her posture the whole way, huffing slightly even as that faint smile widened, "Not... bad~..."

Not bad indeed... Only one rep in and Alisa quickly noticed how the gravity magic enchantment on the metal more than quintupled what would already be a stupendous amount of weight. She made it look easy, really; even as a few glistening trickles of sweat started dripping liberally down her back, anybody who watched might easily underestimate the amount of weight Alisa had on her back, though a careful look at the tatami under her feet hinted the sheer amount of pressure exerted.


 

Strength is also Beauty



"New year, new day~"
- Alisa Vollan

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Eye of the tiger [Social/Manzo] Empty on Sun Jun 09, 2019 3:41 pm

Manzo

After several reps at the dead lift station, Manzo had completed his set for the day on that particular station. From there he was go over to the speed bag where he would work on his concentration. As he began to do so, sparks began to fly from his fists, making contact with the speed bag created sounds likened to lightning striking and thunder crashing.

Manzo was lost in his own little world, not truly paying attention to how hard he was hitting the speed bag, until it broke off the station and went flying into the wall creating a large crater. Manzo rubbed the back of his head, this was the first time something that this had happened to him when training. Must have just been faulty equipment, or so he thought.

Before he could get up to the counter to explain exactly what happened. The gyms manager was right on his ass. Furious with the man in black for the property damage. Though he did understand why such a thing would make him upset, kinda hard to get over it when you it's your job to keep things up and running.

"Sorry about that, send the bill to blue pegasus, with the name Manzo on it. I'll have it taken care."

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Eye of the tiger [Social/Manzo] Empty on Mon Jun 10, 2019 8:56 am

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It took her spotting that conspicuous Pegasus mark on the man's body to pay him a bit more attention than before, but mere cursory glances inbetween each rep, her brow raising slightly as she watched him casually demolish a poor, helpless punching bag. That is interesting... All this time Alisa made it a point to remember the faces of every powerful member of her own guild at least, and now here she stood next to one whose name she simply didn't recognize. Thankfully, the man himself answered the question for her... Now... That's a name she hadn't heard in a while; one of the bigger names in the whole guild actually, perhaps in line with Finn or Esperia. That alone warranted a measure of curiosity towards the dark haired brawler, though nothing quite piqued her interest as much as the nonchalance with which he pinned the bill for his damages on the guild:

"...How kind of you~", noted Alisa, walking up to the pair with that playful, teasing smile on her face as she rubbed towel around her neck and upper body, "I guess that's one way of letting us know you're doing well, but...", hand reaching for her chin, Alisa's brow rose as she mused on some alternatives, "When people asked you to send letters, they probably had something else mind~?"

As amusing as it might be to learn what her fellow guild members were up to from their respective tabs, Alisa didn't exactly care; after all, the guild wasn't so poor they couldn't afford one or two punching bags and a fair number of extravagancies. She always made it a fair point of paying for her own, but alas, she had lined her bank account years ago, and no longer needed any help in that regard:

"In any case, good to finally meet the famous Manzo.", spoke the sculptress, leaving her towel draped around her shoulder and offering her lone wandering guildmate a hand, "Alisa. A pleasure~"



 

Strength is also Beauty



"New year, new day~"
- Alisa Vollan

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Eye of the tiger [Social/Manzo] Empty on Mon Jun 10, 2019 1:57 pm

Manzo

Manzo turned to face the dark haired woman. A small smile crept across his face. It had been a long time since he had seen this sorceress. She hadn't yet grown into the sizable features she now touted over people. They were both just children the last time they had seen one another. It had been around 7 years since that time. Oh how time had passed since then. The young man who hadn't grown into his power, and the young woman who hadn't grown into her body. What a strange pair the two of them made.

"Well, well, if it isn't little Ali." He laughed to himself. She hadn't changed much since then, not in personality at least. She had always been lewd with her dress and mannerism. But at least now that she was a woman it was less off putting to be around.

"Well, I figure since I haven't been home in 7 years I should at least let you all know I haven't died out in a field somewhere." They should have known if something like that had occurred news would have spread much faster than if he was still alive and kicking. Truthfully the man in black was just living his life, these were the terms of the agreement with Blue Pegasus upon his initial hire as a mercenary when he was a child. Though not even Alisa would know anything about that closed door deal.

Then again so much time had passed it was possible that it was common knowledge among the more powerful mages, though Manzo hadn't been a part of that group in years. He had lost almost all of his certification and fame with the magic council, and his former rank to be sure.

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Eye of the tiger [Social/Manzo] Empty on Wed Jun 12, 2019 2:26 pm

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His choice of words did make her brow raise, for nobody had called her that in ages. It certainly felt like forever, even though she'd joined the guild no more than five years ago, a lot had indeed changed since then. Of course, some people changed more than others:

"So thoughtful~", she could only chuckle at his greeting, returning his cheekiness in kind. Granted, she'd actually barely even seen the man as a member of the guild, though knew him well enough by name if little else, "Indeed, I suppose if you were to send a letter, people might get suspicious~ Who is this person and what have they done to Manzo?"

Twirling her finger as she spoke, the lithomancer clearly wasn't shy about poking him on the one thing they no doubt agreed on the most. They did have a fair bit in common, starting with said penchant for loneliness; alas, such common ground hardly gives way to deep bonds, though it didn't stop her respecting the man for his strength, resting a hand on her hip:

"So, what in the world have you been up to~?", inquired the sculptress, wondering just how much he'd actually share. Men like him prize their privacy a great deal, though her raised eyebrow hinted at her curiosity, "It's been years since I last saw you around the guild."

In the end, Alisa cared little for how or what the magic council certified, for their views were often bogged down in politics, which, albeit necessary, seldom gave way to clear, well informed views... Though she had no knowledge of whatever deals may have happened in the background, that stamp on his chest mattered more than all of it put together.




 

Strength is also Beauty



"New year, new day~"
- Alisa Vollan

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Eye of the tiger [Social/Manzo] Empty on Wed Jun 12, 2019 4:22 pm

Manzo

Alisa had grown into a real beauty, making her somewhat stereotypical of the women in blue Pegasus, though he actually knew more of her than many of the other members of the guild, though that didn't say much. A guild that only prided themselves on looks rarely attracted people with substance. Though Alisa was a far cry from the run of the mill member, she took as much pride in her ability as she did in her looks, that's what made her compelling, at least to this man. Though while most men saw her as a conquest Manzo only saw her for what she truly was. A comrade in arms, of the same family as he.

Though as to her request to know what he had been up to all these years was a tricky question. Manzo wondered how much their master had kept from the others. Alisa was one of the most trusted members of the guild, but even their master wasn't trusting enough to let loose the deal that had been struck with the Joyan embassy all those years ago.
Though seeing how the world was turning out, it was of no consequence to tell Alisa what was actually up.

"I've been doing my job. Staying away from the guild, protecting all of you from the shadows, as was my given mission."

The expression in his face went from friendly to cold, the more familiar look Alisa would be able to identify, not the facial expression, but the eyes. She had only seen his face once, and that was years ago, but the eyes, eyes never change, the window to the soul are endless, and only tell truth. Eyes cannot lie, no matter how much one would hope they could.

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Eye of the tiger [Social/Manzo] Empty on Fri Jun 14, 2019 2:41 pm

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For Alisa, it really wasn't so much a matter of stereotype; even though she always had body confidence to spare, presenting herself as the best she could be was indeed one of the Pegasus tennets she'd taken most to, seeing as it only one small piece in that ideal of self perfection she'd spent so long reaching for, and had come dreadfully close to... As far as raw power and physical fitness was concerned, few in Fiore actually came close and indeed, Alisa hadn't many of them. Manzo was perhaps one of the precious few who she could yet fight seriously on the field of battle, at least, his reputation said as much... Not that they'd ever actually had a proper spar to put that to the test...

"Quite frankly, I feel the shadows are mostly overrated nowadays...", noted the sculptress, nodding as she saw that look, thinking back to the very king of Fiore who'd started out as a dark mage, butchering whatever enemies he found in his way. Just like him, Nerva and his inquisition had very much proved it was quite possible to do all the dirty work in broad daylight. Even Alisa was never so conspicuous, "Though for what it's worth, I'm glad you haven't drowned in them yet. The shadows are... Very easy to lose oneself in..."

The kind of appeal to be found in anonymity... Alisa knew it all too well, and yet she could only smile, understandingly if anything, for she too knew how much easier it was to follow your own path away for prying eyes. But with the unrest the past few years had brought along, nobody seemed to think they needed cloak and dagger to do whatever in the name of their country or whatever else... Why should Blue Pegasus be any different...? That said, what she felt in her heart and shared with her guildmates was indeed quite different from what her rational mind recognized as ideal for the country she lived in...



 

Strength is also Beauty



"New year, new day~"
- Alisa Vollan

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Eye of the tiger [Social/Manzo] Empty on Fri Jun 14, 2019 10:53 pm

Manzo





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Funny, she had no clue just how soaked in shadows he was. How far he had plunged himself into darkness. For what, a guild that had certainly forgotten about him? No, he did this for himself, because he too had need for the shadows. Protecting his own guild was just part of it unfortunately, He did wish to be rid of those shackles, but he could not betray the man who had given him his chance at freedom. Only once Belladonna told him it was time for him to go would he leave. Until then, he was to remain, as was his promise.

"Truthfully speaking, I am lost in darkness. Only the light of the guild illuminates the way for me. For a time I thought that was fine. But now, I need something more." Manzo had never truly opened up to someone like this in quite some time. It did not matter if Alisa responded, or if she even cared, his words were his truth and his own, and that truthfully was all that mattered to him in this moment. Finally telling his own truth. Living it in plain sight, maybe that was his first step to removing himself from the shadows. Or maybe it was a desperate mans cry for help. Who was to know, not even he truly knew.

"Tell me though, how is everyone back home. Has anything changed in my near decade long absence?"



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"Begone, with the thunder clap"
- Manzo Mattori

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Eye of the tiger [Social/Manzo] Empty on Sun Jun 16, 2019 5:18 am

Alisa





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Hearing his words, she could only cross her arms, brow furrowing with a palpable hint of concern. She never actually knew Manzo too well beyond seeing him as a prodigy like herself, one of the few she could possibly fight evenly. She knew of only a few handful other fighters who could claim such a feat, and most of them were in her guild.

"You've been doing that job too long clearly...", Alisa shook her head, rubbing her temple as she knew too well how easy it was to lose oneself in the shadows, far more so than to find one's way back, "What you need is some time off~ Vacations if you will... You need them."

The guild had it's ups and downs really... Lance's murder at the hands of Grimoire Heart was perhaps the lowest of the lows, and even know Alisa could only grit her teeth, not knowing which was worse... That none of them had managed to protect their master, or knowing that if they tried they would have likely all died too. In the end she never found his muderer, she didn't even know if they survived the civil war.

"Belladonna took over as Guildmaster since Lance's death, Finn and Snow have all but left... The guild itself though... We're as strong as ever, and I don't see that changing anytime soon.", that cool faint smile returned quickly enough, for Alisa took pride in their ability to constantly reach higher, and use their failures as fuel to grow stronger and prevent them happening again.



 

Strength is also Beauty



"New year, new day~"
- Alisa Vollan

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Eye of the tiger [Social/Manzo] Empty on Sun Jun 16, 2019 10:00 am

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Alisa did have a point, maybe he should consider taking a vacation. Though that's not something he had ever truly considered. What exactly would he do? He had buried so much of himself during these times in the shadow. Maybe now was the time to finally shed this skin of his and finally return to a form that was truly his. His current form was one that he had created over years of being a lurker if you will. Years of being a shadow. Perhaps Blue Pegasus no longer needed him as a shadow. Maybe it was time to return to the forefront.

Alisa dropped a bomb on him with her next tidbit of information, he was not aware that Lance had died. The man who gave him the original order to be a shadow. It was over, it was finally over. A small smile had crept onto the face of Manzo, which would probably be a little off puting for Alisa. Though he knew Lance was a good man, and to a degree he was a tad bit sad to hear of the mans passing. More so he was sad for his guild mates more than anything. But this was the best news he could have hoped for.

With a snap of his fingers, his appearance had changed back to his original look. His raven hair shifted to silvery-blue, his black eyes turned to red with a black pupil. His slender build, shifted to a muscular one, as well as gaining a few more inches of height. No one had seen this form before. No one had seen the look his father gave him, the eyes imparted on him by his mother. It was time to wear the name Mattori with pride again. Though something he didn't take into account was the ripping off of his old clothes due to his change in form.

"Well shit, that's embarrassing. Let's just fix that real quick." He said with a chuckle as he snapped his fingers again. Attire left to him by his old master was finally brought out. His standard outfit consists of a white yukata with a blue swirl pattern on the bottom and at the end of the sleeves, worn so that his arm only goes through the left sleeve and the right half droops down over his obi. Over this he wears a black belt buckled so that there is leftover dangling from the buckle, from which his bokutō Lake Toya hangs. Underneath, he wears a black red-lined shirt with a popped collar and black pants. He also wears knee-high black boots, buckled at the top and above his foot, which appear to add about half an inch to his height. All in all, his outfit suggests an air of laziness and may be a reflection of Manzo's own personal sense of style.

"That's a lot to take in Ali, what do you say to getting out of here and talking more about this over a drink or something to eat?"


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"Begone, with the thunder clap"
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Eye of the tiger [Social/Manzo] Empty on Thu Jun 20, 2019 6:06 am

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It should prove challenging for him at first and yet despite the playful tone of her words, Alisa knew Manzo would understand the frankness behind it. Sure, one could defenitely call it noble, to be willing to do a whole guild's dirty work for the sake of everyone else, and yet for how long can one realistically walk around the shadows and filth none others dare handle, before becoming inevitably lost in them? She wouldn't wish that on anybody she called a guildmate, let alone a friend.

Indeed watching him laugh about it had her frowning slightly, though she knew everyone grieved in different ways. Enough time had passed that she didn't particularly care, even if that didn't stop her desiring to find the enemies who did it once and for all... Right now, with a demon attack looming on the horizon, she had other priorities, and with a guildmate she hadn't seen in years standing before her, she had more immediate concerns on her mind. She had no clue what manner of dealings or arrangements he may have had with Lance, but Alisa could tell something change, as if these news liberated him from some contractual binding he never spoke of. And yet her eyes went wide the moment he transformed with a mere snap of a finger, almost as baffling as the state the transformation left him in:

"My, how indecent~", teased the sculptress, brow raising slightly, chuckling gracefully as a hand raised over her lips, "And here I had you pegged for a man who prized his discretion~"

She, on the other hand, prided herself in her elegance, and wouldn't really oggle a naked man even as he accidentally stripped in front of her - even if she couldn't help poking him for the contrast between his showy transformation and his secretive life. Granted, seeing the style he chose immediately after almost felt as though he'd truly taken her words to heart, a laid back style far more befitting of his cool:

"The thought did cross my mind~ Neither of us got much training done, but I suppose catching up takes precendence.", she nodded towards the outside of the gym, knowing that for all the threats of demon invasion looming on the horizon, they'd most certainly find themselves a restaurant or some place to grab lunch in.



 

Strength is also Beauty



"New year, new day~"
- Alisa Vollan

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Eye of the tiger [Social/Manzo] Empty on Thu Jun 20, 2019 10:21 am

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"Don't get too bent out shape Ali, i'll be sure to give you a thorough workout later." He said with a laugh, knowing the queen of lewd herself, she would more than likely take that a completely different way. But regardless Manzo could care less, he knew what he meant and would be more than glad to clear up such a thing if the need arose. Though he doubted that it ever would. Now for the real challenge, finding something he wanted to eat that Alisa would also enjoy. Thought that was truly a bridge they could cross later.

"So let's see, what should we do for food." There were a multitude of options one could pick from, while Manzo was lost in thought his legs began moving all on their own, old habits were hard to kill off, he used to walk for days straight just lost in thought, none of them were particularly deep. Before he knew it he was out the door and down the street without Alisa. He quickly turned around to go back into the gym, popping his head back in and yelling for her.

"Hey princess, get the lead out. I'm starving." He said with a wink and sticking his tongue out at her as a playful taunt. It was nice to feel this free and unbound, as if coming out of a shell that he had been hidden in what seemed like an eternity, though while it was over, it was going to take a bit of adjusting to.


Power Is Beauty At Its Purest



"Begone, with the thunder clap"
- Manzo Mattori

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Eye of the tiger [Social/Manzo] Empty Today at 11:37 am

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"Think you have it in you, hmmm~? Indeed, we should put that confidence to the test soon enough.", a cheeky smirk drew on her face as she could only laugh at that boisterous statement, fully picking up on the man's salacious undertones - while thoroughly out of place for the serious, brooding Manzo she knew, it was a certainly welcome change of pace.

Who knows, perhaps he really was taking her words to heart on this matter, but in the long run that would only benefit him. No matter how skilled he might be, everybody needs rest at some point. That said, the contrast between this man and the Manzo she knew amused her at every turn, and she couldn't help but chuckle as she slipped into the locker room for a brief moment, cocking her head back and looking at him before going inside:

"I saw a lovely little restaurant on the way here, quite the beautiful view here. Granted, that's an easy commodity to find around here~", she noted, making a fair point not to keep him waiting too long. Not that she needed mind you...

She didn't actually spend too long in the locker room, even if she'd have preferred to make herself presentable before going out for lunch with an old guildmate she hadn't seen in forever. She hadn't brought any clothes, intending to finish her workout elsewhere and then head back to the hotel for a change of clothes. And now, well... Now she had other priorities, casually flipping her hair and giggling as the man called out to her:

"You know what they say sweetie, patience is a virtue.", she quipped, winking at him as she nodded towards the restaurant down the street, "Not to worry, I'm quite certain it will be worth the wait~"


 

Strength is also Beauty



"New year, new day~"
- Alisa Vollan

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Eye of the tiger [Social/Manzo] Empty Today at 1:28 pm

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"I've had it in me longer than you've known about it." He said with a laugh, it was nice that Alisa was along for the ride with the humor. It had been some time since anyone had shared in humor with him. Though Alisa wasn't the normal kind of woman to joke with. She was the kind woman that anyone could truly get along with. Well as long as they were worth their weight in strength and in beauty, or so Manzo had found.

Alisa had suggested the bistro down the street, which was a good enough idea all by itself. Though he had hoped this little place served booze of any kind, it had been some time since Manzo had a drink. He abstained from it in order to keep his disguise up, but now that the cat was out of the bag what was the point. His original form was more than likely his best disguise at this point. No one would be able to recognize him at this point, though that was probably for the best.

As the two of them made their way down to said corner bistro Manzo had noticed that Alisa hadn't changed out of her workout gear. Which was odd, considering how much pride Alisa took in her appearance. "You know, you've got a real talent. Said talent is looking like a whole meal after working out. Shit's ridiculous, as well as unfair to the basic bitches among-st us." Manzo said with a chuckle, it was pure sarcasm but he was positive Alisa could identify that. Well with any luck at least, it had been a while since he had even remotely attempted casual flirtations with anyone.

Upon arriving to the corner bistro Manzo stretched and let out a shriek upon all the bones in his back popping from being compressed for all those years. Which was a good thing, he enjoyed his new found freedom and intended to celebrate the right way.
He walked into the establishment and made a b-line for the bar, completely by passing the hostess at the front. He took his seat at the bar and began to peruse the alcohol menu.


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"Begone, with the thunder clap"
- Manzo Mattori

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