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Caesar glanced at the two lieutenants before looking at Feya and back again.

This was... Interesting. He knew him and the fitness woman would be at odds here. She'd pick the yelling angry man, and he'd pick the cool, chill bro. Could this situation be manipulated?

Better question... Was it worth the effort?

Taking a long drag again, he released the smoke in a steady, slow stream before responding.

[Color=00aeef]"Eh, I think this one has it right. Take it easy and train when needed. S'long as you stay in shape, what's it matter? It's what I do, and I'm stronger than anyone I've scuffled with,"[/color] Caesar said slowly while pointing at the one on the ground. The 'lazy' lieutenant.

He flicked the cigar before taking another drag.

Man, what a bother. 

[Color=00aeef]"Ehhh....Why get worked up except when you gotta fight, ya?"[/color]