He was very confused by what she was talking about. She named some sweet drinks but he couldn't recall what she meant. He didn't give a damn though as long as the drinks kept pouring. He needed to forget everything that happened to him the past few days. The transformation. She was so adorable, this girl he was with and her little pet. A litwick turned human. A miracle of science if anything. With that he rubbed his cheek as he thought about what else changed on it. It was kinda weird to think about for longer than a few seconds but she could have been a noodle snack too maybe.

This Alisa was sweeter than a pop tart though. Did she taste like one? He'd have to find out. For now he followed her to the bar and put his hands being his back and listened to her as she spoke. "Wow you like lots of yummy sounding stuff is it all sweet for real?" he asked with a curious gaze as he paced along. He felt just like a kid being taken to a candy shop, all of these women to train against and fight maybe the noodle line would help him find a sparring partner.

"Mai tai?" he reached for his neck and looked for a tie... He didn't wear those though, he didn't like how they felt like collars around his neck. He wouldn't mind a tie, but he also would prefer not to look so formal at a time like this, maybe a nice glass of milk instead? "Oh sure, I wouldn't mind a tai I guess." he nodded, though he would much prefer to get something to drink if it was in the place's dress code he'd oblige. He would wait for his tie to come, but for the moment he'd turn to Alisa and tilt his head.

"Ok, so now that we are getting tais, do we get drinks too? Or do we wait for the ladies to come and get us drinks." he rubbed his neck once again, it was going to feel so strange but hey anything for ladies right? They must have really liked things like ties, but he didn't want to wear a suit... Did the ladies just like the ties alone? How strange, it must have been something to do with looking nice or something. But whatever, he wouldn't think on it long.

When the bartender brought the drinks Fenrir studied his inquisitively like a cat eyeing a new toy. He couldn't quite wrap his mind around it, how was he supposed to wear this? Or was this part of the outfit? How did he make it work... He watched the woman drink first, so it really was a drink! Meaning no ties! He smiled excitedly putting his hand around the glass. It looked yummy, so it must haven been really good! He'd probably love it no questions! He took the first swig and closed one of his eyes as he wretched back a bit... It wasn't that sweet it tasted kinda bad...

He swallowed and downed the entire drink in just a minute. "Wow! That was good! and odd, I don't know how to explain but it was really good and really odd! Can I have more?" he asked, there was a strange warmth growing in his chest, he couldn't explain it but it was kinda like how he felt when he was on the nimbus, warm, but energizing! Man this stuff was good. He rubbed his chest and looked down at his feet... Since when did the ground get so far?

"Whoa... Is this some sort of training drink? Are the ladies here strong?"

Training drinking! If that was what this challenge needed he would do so then! Training drinking.... Yummy, he turned in his seat and closed his eyes. This would require quite a bit of meditation then, nothing like training drinking to get your mind right. "I imagine many of these women will want to test my mind as well, so before I drink anymore I should probably meditate" he closed his eyes, "That way if any of them can read my mind it'll be clear and stuff." he made an 'O' with his hands as he began to meditate. Around him a slow blue aura formed, a veil of his mana forming around him. He would need to stay strong, he knew there were strong people in crocus, but many were still hiding out.

He kept his eyes closed tightly, mana flickering like fire as he focused on the thought of drinking and talking to people. Nice and easy, this wouldn't be an incredibly tense situation but he was still nervous. The flickering blue soon turned golden as he began to exhibit his Super Saiyan mana, just in case anyone was going to make a bad move and try to gank him. He needed to be ready.

Whilst changing between the two his hair finally raised into a crown of golden spikes. He transformed and uped his game into his Super Saiyan form. While it was probably not needed he wanted to be careful, that and the boost to his muscles would likely make him a much more interesting candidate to spar with. His eyes had turned teal and his skin lightened only a tad as he took on the full transformation. This was his newest form, the one he enjoyed the most, mostly because he could sit in it all day without worrying about feeling drained, not like the spiky one.

"Forgive me, I'm still getting used to keeping this form stable, sometimes it seeps out." his voice had taken one a change in tone, the nativity it once had was gone, replaced with a gruff, deeper one. In short he sounded more serious, and he was indeed as his once cheer filled eyes became narrowed. Soon this change wouldn't last long though, his eyes would go back to normal and the aura would fade away leaving him as a blonde simply put.He ran his fingers through his hair. "Oh sorry, I guess I should have told you two about my magic ha ha."

He looked down at his hands and smirked, this was a lot more fitting for changing. That and this form always made him hungry, not only for food but for a good fight. It was odd really, he never left the blonde on unless he absolutely needed to and in this case it would prove useful in getting others to notice him as a possible opponent. With his aura gone he hadn't realized all eyes were on him, though how much he wanted this was unknown to him. He could feel himself growing embarrassed but there was no use in being bashful about his new power.

Looking at Alisa he nodded, "In a sense yes, but my master told me it came with many other benefits, from what I know there's more I can do..." he leaned in to her, "But between you and me, I have no idea how to activate the other forms, don't tell anyone just in case they might wanna spar." he winked at her and leaned back in his chair. He picked up his refilled glass, or at least tried and broke it right then and there from his dramatic change. Maybe this was a bit too much...

"I'm really sorry about the glass." he tried to get the words out to the bartender before they walked off in a huff, he looked down at his hand again. It seemed he was stronger than he remembered, that or the power of this form needed some word. He dropped the glass fragments on the table and chuckled when Alisa dropped a few jewels on the table. Maybe he could use a straw to drink more, that way he wouldn't have to touch the glass at least. There was much different about him now, he had to take things slowly. He rubbed his knuckles and spun in his chair to look with Alisa.

He looked around the bar but no one really stood out to him, he crossed his arms with a disappointed sigh, no one really stuck out to him as strong for fighting. "Not really, but do you see anyone? I wish I could sense how strong people are, that'd come in handy for picking partners." he narrowed his eyes as he kept looking, his attention drifted from person to person, "See anyone you like i mean? Anyone that looks like a good target yeah?" he looked at her with a smile.

He crossed his arms and shook his head, this was no good. No one wanted to face him? Or well, no one was making their way to him to challenge him. It was difficult to push them into wanting to face him, but that said what did she mean what did he mean? He was looking for a fight, that was why they came! That was how he approached women right? "That's how it goes yeah? We go, and I look a woman and I challenge her to a fight and that's what a 'date' is right?" Was she trying to trick him.

He looked at the blonde she was talking about and he shrugged, "Eh, what does "pretty mean" like, pretty strong? Is that what you mean? But you also said she didn't look strong... That's confusing..." he rubbed his head and tried to wrap his mind around what the woman was talking about, "If we aren't here to train with them why are we here?" he looked at her with a confused expression, unaware that he was still being stared at, the music would soon resume however and people would go back to their collective activities. Was she tricking him?

His reaction to her words would make someone thought that he had never heard of such things in his life! Which he hadn't he didn't have a clue what she was talking about and all of this new information was strange and surprising to him. "So men and women can buy food for each other... Like friends?" he questioned cupping his chin between his index finger and thumb. This was strange, really strange, but if that's what that was he could use the food. So she wanted him to not get a drink thrown in his face? That was interesting, he could try for sure.

He furrowed his brow at her words, so she was challenging him? Did she think he couldn't do it? He'd do it for sure and show her and her litwick that talking to women was super easy! Even he could do it without getting a drink thrown in his face. He stood up and cracked his fingers, "Watch this." he looked back at her with a thumbs up before making his way to the other end of the club. There he'd find an assortment of tables sporadically placed. There were men and women at a few, others had women on their own and there were maybe two chaps there by themselves. Nodding to himself he approached the first woman he saw... This was going to be interesting, she was a rather lanky brunette...

"Hi." he approached with simple words.

"Hello?" she'd retort.

"Can I?" he gestured to the seat, sitting down when she gave him a nod, "So are you from around here? Crocus is really big."

"Uh, no, I'm from Hargeon, I'm just visiting with-"

"So do you like to train? I love training!"

"Uh, wha-"

"Yeah! It's super fun, not long ago I was training for a really long time I thought I was gonna pass out." he chuckled.

"You almost passed ou-"

"Yep, but do you train?"

"Uh..."

"Ah, so you do? Well we should do some training then, I know this great place not too far from here, but don't worry I'll start easy on you if you're a beginner and get harder on you as we go!" his smile was genuine, intentions pure, but sadly his goofy grin would be splashed with what tasted like... "Mmm... Maitai." he licked his lips. Looking back at Alisa he'd give her a thumbs up as the brunette stormed off in a huff after throwing her drink in his face.

Fenrir's smile didn't break or crack he would simply stand up and let his mind take him on to the next target. That wasn't a good thing to say was it? He meant to take himself to the next person. He'd breath calmly as his hair would fall dark once again, golden locks returning to his spiky black mane as he took a relaxing breath. Everything would be alright, he could do this. There was a challenge on the table and he wouldn't fail, this time around he would try a different tactic, he just needed to relax. He had failed once, but this time he would try again.

Walking back to Alisa he realized she had directed him to another woman, a brunette. She seemed to stand out from the rest of the crowd, in fact she was more closely dressed to him than the gussied up people all around the club. Not wasting any time he'd take the seat next to her, slowly but surely, and offered her a smile. "Hello, I'm Fenrir." he smiled, his grin wasn't in its usual toothy state, no, this time it was a bit more laxed as he leaned into the bar.

"Mandy." the brunette smiled, "That was so some light show you put. You one of those magicians? Making your hair spike up and all."

Fenrir laughed and shook his head, "Oh no, I just discovered my magic not too long ago-" he looked down at her hand, "Ooh, nice bandage, how'd you hurt yourself if you don't mind me asking?"

"Eh, hit some guy too hard during my last training session over at the gym, how was I supposed to know spar meant not to go all out right?"

Fenrir's face lit up as he leaned in closely, "Oh yeah totally! I was training at the Rune Knight's HQ not too long ago and knocked my sparring partner into the dumbells ha ha, I think he's still recovering." he laughed aloud.

Mandy laughed as well before crossing his arms, "You're a knight huh? Here I thought you guys were supposed to be the persevered types, given how my sis over there put her drink in your face I thought you were just another sleezeball."

"Nope! And Oh geez your sister? I didn't mean to offend or anything I just..." the two would talk for a moment, quite a few minutes actually sharing stories of their sparring sessions before eventually agreeing to one day share a training session. Soon Fenrir would return to Alisa with a smile on his face, "Hey! I'm back and I beat your challange! She didn't throw her drink in her face and even wants to train with me~" he cooed as he shot both Lumen and the red eyed woman a smile.

"Thank you both though, I think I know how to talk to women a bit better, I just gotta leave the training part out of it until they asks me to do it with them." he nodded

It was weird how he could turn the 'blonde' off and on. He did it without even trying. There wasn't much to it probably, but he;d have to test it out more later on. maybe when he had time to himself instead of being out clubbing. "Oh no it's not a date, we're just trainin'" he nodded to her, "I still don't even know what those dates are but they still seem pretty tasty. "Hey do you go on lots of dates?" he asked Alisa as he sat next to her, he cupped his hands in his lap and looked at the dance floor as he waited for her answer. She probably did with all of the funny looks she was getting, or well funny to Fenrir. Most couldn't take their eyes off of her, putting the Lycan in mind that they must have wanted to fight her! In reality they were ogling her which was pretty strange.

"Dates" sound hard, but maybe he could get used to them as time went by. Who knew? he was confused by it all but whatever as long as he got food he didn't mind. Food was the best part of any activity.

He did not understand her dialect, she was teasing him or so he thought she was and that was kinda mean but it was okay he accepted it as just harmless teasing. She didn't seem to be the bullying type but she was so scary he couldn't tell rather he should fear her or bow down to her. She probably had immense power, so much power that she could probably crack the planet in two with just a flick of her wrist. Oh the things she could probably do he wanted to hug her so bad she was so hot...

In a good way, hot like she was going to blow the planet up or something. He looked her up and down and dreamily sighed at Lumen, "You're a real cutie you know that? Especially for a Pokemon." he nodded, "So are you a human that pretends to be a Pokemon or the other way around? I think I could give you some hard training all night if you want. Doesn't that sound fun? Some hard, steamy, rough training that'll leave your legs sore. I think it sounds like a great idea, how would you like to not be able to walk for a few days?"