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[u][h3]Shinto Town - Café Oasis[/h3][/u]
[@Remon][/center]

Ah, coffee. She could tell just by looking at Rahma that they had the same soul in a way. When he was brewing... When he was working... When he was casting his spells to create that perfect brew? That was passion. That was his truth. If she could, she would carry him away to the Wandering Sea. Let him make whatever he desired. To let him brew to his hearts content, and then more. After all, to deny a passion was the worst kind of crime. So, rather than interrupt, she took a seat. 

Her legs kicked beneath the table. Lightly tapping that metal with each careless thunk. Just using each moment to keep track of the time. Her eyes drifted from mage to Servant, and then back to the mage. It was strange... But she didn't really care for the Servant. Sure, he was cute, and no doubt strong, but... He wasn't a man of passion. He fell to a stringent moral compass. He seemed like the sort who would be a designated driver, and not the party goer. She didn't mind folks like that... But she was enraptured by passion and truth. She wanted... To see Rahma live his truth. 

Her eyes only left him from there to glance at the menu. She hadn't come for a pastry, but... It was something to think about. Her fingers brushing those folds until he returned. Carrying two cups in a tray. 
[color=a187be]"Thank you, Sir Rahma."[/color] She smiled, and stood up. Taking the tray was easy, she didn't want to spill any of it. "Though, if you're sure you want to help me more~" She trailed off a bit with that. As if teasing him with an idea. [color=a187be]"How about you bring two of those shortcakes on your menu to Copenhagen once the sun sets."[/color] She balanced the tray in one hand as she pulled out several more yen, some of which was a very generous tip. [color=a187be]"For showing me hospitality here, I shall return your kindness and show you the most wonderful time possible. Don't ask what for, just consider it a surprise. After all, everybody needs a little chaos in their lives."[/color]

She hardly waited for an answer, and left. She would leave him slackjaw'd at her request, and chasing after her with his mind. Though, that was the fantasy. He might be a different kind of man. Either way, she wanted to see him again. She just had to hope he didn't chicken out or something. 
The bell rung as she left. Leaving Aism Muzayaf and his master behind. 

[b][u]Leaving Cafe' Oasis[/u][/b]
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[u][h3]Commerce District - Bank[/h3][/u]
[@ObsidianNoir][/center]

[i]'Master... This is simply ridiculous.'[/i]
That was the only thing on Xerxes mind as he looked over the crowd. His only comment as he watched the mighty 'Hero' Heracles perform a show. It was degrading of a servant, much less a man of his presumed legacy. Was this really the man who was father of Sparta? He couldn't believe it. In fact, he was almost tempted not to. In fact, the spectacle on display was rather... Frustrating. It felt like watching an insult. He was actually preparing to turn and leave... When...

[quote]"The fate that the world shoulders us with, I will crush it with these hands. If your desire is of the same cloth, I would implore you to stand with me."[/quote]

He paused, and for a moment... [b]He believed that man was Heracles.[/b] The fate that the world shoulders with one... The fate to be a perfect king. To struggle against odds impossible. To rule the apex of the great Persia. Those words, despite not being aimed at him... Struck him like a hundred arrows. This man must surely be the great Heracles then. To take a shouldered destiny and crush it. To fight fate. 
He admired that. But... If the choice was to shoulder the world, or to break those chains... The son of Persia's greatest heroes would bear it a hundred more times! He was King Xerxes! 

But now was not the time. No, he would fight this Heracles when the time was right. 
[i]"Master, if you have any familiars, send them here. I shall keep my eyes on this Heracles as long as I can. I need to know what he and that other servant are going to discuss."[/i]
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