[quote=@TehChron] [b]SHINTO DISTRICT, FRUITS OF ECSTASY[/b] [h1][b][center]Mehdi Al-Belia'al[/center][/b][/h1] "No, the shakes are what we do for tips," Mehdi replies absently, toying with loose strands of hair as he palms his hand into trees lining the sidewalk before blinking, "OH!" He blinks owlishly before turning a cunning smile towards Gunner, "Yes, you and I need to blend in to our surroundings. Be a natural part of this city." The magus gestures towards the rest of the city, "In this city, we have the three families, who've long prepared for the war. They'll be looking out for oddities. Travelers. Suspicious trespassers into their little grove. But you and me?" Master turns away from Servant, and approaches the door to the fruit bar, "We'll blend like in. Just another tree in the old forest." As Mehdi enters the establishment, the pale man strides towards the counter of the fruit bar, where a lanky twenty-something stands at attention with the fearful attentiveness of those trapped in the hell that is the food industry. The raven haired magus closes the distance swiftly, slamming both palms onto the countertop while affixing the young man with a glare. "Let me see your manager." "I'm sorry sir, but I'm authorized to resolve any issues you have?" The shorter, nervous Japanese quails beneath Mehdis piercing gaze. The silence draws out for a moment, before he opens his mouth again, "Sir, I-, "Let me see your manager." The fruit bartender sighs, his shoulders sagging in defeat before walking towards the back. As he watches him go, Mehdi casts an appraising eye over his retreating figure before shaking his head in dismissal, idly peeling open the upper layers of his outfit, the better to expose his chest to the air. In a few short moments a dimunitive figure trundles behind the bar, an older woman, still youthful appearing but honestly that told Mehdi nothing. The new arrival cast an eye over him warily, "What do you want?" Mehdi turned his best smile to the obvious proprietess, "Are you hiring? My friend and I," he gestures towards Gunner behind him, "Are searching for a place to work for a short while, just raise some money to fund the rest of our trip across your fine..." Mehdi leans over, as if to meet the older womans eyes. He traces her gaze and pauses, then continues to descend further and just turn it into a full fledged bow, "[i]Country[/i]." A faint feeling of heat bloomed over his chest as he felt the store managers hungry gaze linger, before he heard the sound of her throat clearing. Got 'em. "We can see what we can do." Mehdi leaned back up, still holding the woman's eye, "I'll need to see some identification for you though." Red eyes twinkled, and the scent of an alluring, sweet breeze wafted from his body, "No, you don't think thats necessary at all." She breathes deeply, her eyes going oddly placid as the woman's elevated heartrate took the particules that actuated the hypnosis through her bloodstream, and directly into her mind, "You're right. I don't." She grins simply, a sensation of childish euphoria filling her being, "You smell nice." "I know." Mehdi smirks, "Now, why don't you tell me if there's any where my friend and I can stay around here...?" [/quote] [b]SHINTO DISTRICT, FRUITS OF ECSTASY[/b] [h1][b][center]Servant Gunner[/center][/b][/h1] "I fear that anyone that catches your eye would have trouble keeping up, man or woman but they would enjoy it all the same." They were upstairs, apparently the building used to be an old apartment before it got reworked as a "Smoothie" shop and had the basic necessities available to use. Much better than anything he was used to, Manfred took a seat at one of the beds, both in the same room and connected to a small bathroom, luxurious honestly to Manfred's opinion. Bare furniture but it wouldn't see much use, his Master trying on different clothes and inspecting himself on a nearby mirror to better blend in and 'make business booming!'. He knew that his Master had more in plan than just simply blending in, even with his 'style' many other methods were honestly better in that regard. It was connected to these 'Smoothies' and with their base being fruits, he had thoughts of what may proceed. Still this was rare moment of peace, something Gunner learned didn't come often in War and would be even rarer as the whole thing went on. So he decided it was time to get a better feel of Mehdi then what base impressions he had so far. "Master." Stopping him mid cock sure grin with his thumb at the corner and index finger running underneath his lips, Mehdi turned around with an eyebrow raised asking the silent question. "Seeing as we have the time to talk, to know you and your goals better before this War truly begins." Manfred leans back on his, still appreciating how soft the bed was. "Likes, dislikes, favorite 'type' the works as it were. When I became a leader during The War, I found it useful and nice to have chats like these with those that risked their lives with me up in the Sky. None of us had good chances to making it back home which came more apparent as the tides shifted and the Yanks came rolling in." Growing a bit melancholy, Manfred focuses back in on his very interesting Master who had now faced him fully with an odd look on his face. "I won't ask for what you wish for or anything personal, that's something a man decides for himself to share. Just call it curiosity from an Old War Hawk." His piece finished, Manfred waits on his silently thinking Master. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [b]FUYUKI PARK[/b] [h1][b][center]Rapheal Dimund[/center][/b][/h1] "Now this is going to be good...." A Latino man in a secluded spot of the woods in this park talked silently to himself while making preparations to summon his 'Ally'. When those marks had appeared on his hand, he had first cursed his luck loudly while walking down a street in New York, a rare lost of cool. However now here he stood about to take part of the deadliest war with who knows what flying about. He wasn't much of a fighter and had little to contribute in a Magus fight considering his families history so he needed to play to his strengths. The rewards for all this however were juicy, artifacts galore potentially if he played it right. Most wanted some powerful demi-god or invincible hero in a War like this, not him though. He just needed something that was deadly, able to do it quickly and high get away speed when it probably went to shit. Doing research it was easy enough to get the right catalyst for this person, convenient too. Smoking on a pipe he finishes the way too long chant and with a flash he sees the figure emerge. He then looks upward. ".....I can work with this." [@TehChron][@ObsidianNoir]