It's only been a short time since Vesper has settled into the fine port district of Hargeon after joining the illustrious mage guild, Blue Pegasus, and naturally he was excited for his first quest. After skimming through the notice board he would stumble onto a very simple request with a location that caught his eye. Upon closer inspection, it didn't really require a mage's expertise per se, but rather the physical prowess of a so-called "spotter," whatever that was. Vesper was by no means a scrawny, unfit child, but he didn't quite understand the whole "pushing it to the limit" thing that men were oft to do. Still, it was undeniably knowledge that would benefit Vesper in his line of work, considering his fighting style and limited forms of magic.

So, Vesper would gladly accept the mission requested by Mr. Jay Holiday, which also served as a nice little sightseeing trip around the area. And what a beautiful beach it was. Vesper strolled to his destination, tossing tiny confectionaries into his mouth to sate his teeth, soaking in the warmth and glimmering rays that reflected off the water's edge. He could see the heavy equipment out of the periphery, and focused up, excited to help his first customer? A term he's rather used to when dealing with patrons of a service he provides, but not the correct one here. Client! Yes, that's the one! Vesper was approaching his very first client as a mage!

"Oh my god.." A slip of the tongue, but meant not in offense of the man that stood in front of him, but of the sheer spectacle. Mr. Holiday was to put it quite simple: huge. A massive mountain chiseled down into the form of a man, every muscle; a boulder that adorned his figure. It's no surprise that he frequently won his competitions. Mr. Holiday laughed off the remark with a flex and introduced himself, carefully explaining the routine that Vesper was to assist with. Safety was apparently a very real concern when it came to weightlifting and judging from how the man was effortlessly slinging weights around that would compare to his own, while setting up - he could understand why.

It was relatively easy just holding a hand out to catch the bar should it drop, attentively checking after each rep that his grip had not weakened. The only strenuous part was when he was ready to move on and add new weights. Now, Vesper is not a weak boy, but when the man he is assisting is lifting double his body weight (plus some,) it gets a little bit difficult... to lift the bar up... to rest...  He definitely notices that his partner is starting to work up a sweat of his own and almost seems to pep-talk the teen into pushing past his limit as well. Naturally this works and the thoughts of doping on his magic candy get pushed aside, with the pure adrenaline of meeting those expectations, with his own two paws! One, two three! We're hanging in there! Four, five, six! Almost~ Seven! Just one more! And...

"LET'S GOOOO!!!" As soon as the bar slams down, the two have a little pop-off, Vesper shouting unashamed and excited at their shared accomplishment. Well, that's how Vesper saw it anyway, despite his very meager contribution. Mr. Holiday seemed ecstatic for him regardless, slamming his giant palm against the boy's slender back. "So? Didja have fun, kid? You can stop by here anytime if you wanna learn from a champion!" He flexes with a boisterous laugh and honestly Vesper didn't hate the idea. It was indeed rather fun and the joy of sharing the experience with someone that was truly passionate, always smiling even through the pain and grit of their teeth, was something that the young boy desired.

"It's a promise, then~" He cover his smiling face, the sweltering sun a good concealer for the happy blush that painted his cheeks as he formed a new bond in this new place. Vesper collected the payment in jewels and rewarded with something a little more valuable. His tail is practically wagging as he scampers off, sore arm flexed to evaluate his gains, as they're called in the weightlifting game. :)

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