[b]Napoli Fiordilatte (Ground Pounding Action at the Airship Docks)[/b]

"[color=#FADA5E]I must say, never seen someone take nature vs nurture so literally. Did Mother Nature really piss you off that much?[/color]" A voice quipped behind Shiro's head. "[color=#FADA5E]That said, I suppose Mother Nature is exceptionally thick skulled, you might actually have to pound harder to get her attention. Some might even say she's hard as rock.[/color]"

Now that he had Shiro's attention, Napoli raised a single hand in greeting, and as always, accompanied it with a massive grin. The huntsman in training, fresh out of his first day of classes at Beacon, had felt the need to escape. The boss kept getting on his case about going to a party, Beryl was still asleep last he saw her, and well... well, no one else deserved mention. They should be [i]Grati[/i]ous he even thought of them for a split second.  

[i][color=#FADA5E]That was terrible. Even her name is useless for puns. What else can I say?

Mind the row?

What sense does that make.

Anyway, back to the stuff that mattered.[/color][/i]

Despite these rapid fire thoughts, Napoli's greeting for Shiro did not miss a beat or experience any delays. Shiro may have been a Tiger, but the cat did not have his tongue. 

[i][color=#FADA5E]See, even Shiro's name works better for jokes. 

Sorry.

Focus Napoli.[/color][/i]

As his raised hand came down and extended into an offered handshake, Napoli took the opportunity for a proper introduction this time, "[color=#FADA5E]Greetings Signor, name's Napoli Fiordilatte, we've bumped into each other a few times but we never quite got the opportunity for a proper introduction. You're Shiro,[/color]" There was a brief pause as Napoli racked his brain for a last name, before being forced to forfeit, "[color=#FADA5E]Sorry, I don't think I ever had the chance to learn your last name. Regardless, I'm pleased to meet you. mind if I ask what brings you out here?[/color]"