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From:

batricide

[ He checks the map. He's been working out all day, so - he needs a shower. So... ]

Twenty minutes.

From:

fessus

[ stop, you're swole enough, just stop ]

Cool. What do you look like, so I'll know which one's you?

From:

batricide

[ Get over it, twig-boy. ]

5'10. Dark hair. Blue eyes. Athletic build.

From:

fessus

[ these arms fought off thousands of tons of Titan, leave me ]

LMAO okay, I'm gonna leave now and get a booth near the back, I'll have a black hat on.

[ And true to his word he does just that, ball cap drawn low as he hunches over his secured table with two waters at the ready. Maybe it would've made more sense to use the sling one of his arms is currently wrapped up in as an identifying feature but no one said he was the brightest. ]

From:

batricide

( he has no idea whag he's walking into but he'll walk anyway. he's not built like his father or Jason, not a terrifying linebacker made purely of muscle. But he's big enough that th lighter clothes he's wearing to combat the heat aren't doing a hell of a lot to disguise it. He finds Noctis with ease, looking annoyed.)

Noctis.

From:

fessus

[ Noctis raises his head, a dark-haired and blue-eyed man faced with... a dark-haired and blue-eyed man. Their heights are even similar, not that that's clear when he's seated, with Damian having just a bit of an inch over him. ]

Oh hey-- [ And right here, at this moment, after already starting his greeting, is where Noctis realizes he has no idea how to pronounce Hafid. ]

--man. Figured the water would help.

From:

batricide

Help with what?

[ he catches that but offers absolutely no assistance. Suffer, you scrub. ]

From:

fessus

... the heat. Can you just sit down and drink it? You're so weird...

[ GOD ]

From:

batricide

I'm not the one who asked a complete stranger to an unknown location. I could be a serial killer for all you know.

[ He sits. But he doesn't touch that water. Who knows what you did to it. ]

From:

fessus

...

[ Suddenly Noctis reaches across the table, grabbing for the other man's water which he then takes a liberal sip of before setting it back down. Even scooting it closer to him, to further make his point. ]

Ahh, yeah, maybe. Are you a serial killer?

From:

batricide

[ ... ]

I'm not going to drink that. [ I DON'T KNOW WHERE YOUR MOUTH HAS BEEN?? GROSS?? ] I know sixteen ways to kill you right now. You tell me.

From:

fessus

So order a new one and give me that one. Geeze... Are you a germaphobe now too?

[ Some people.......... ]

And sixteen's kinda' low but whatever. I know sixteen different kinds of cake but I'm not a baker. [ This does not sound as good as he thinks it sounds. ]

From:

batricide

[ Pushing the water back over and ordering one for himself, what is wrong with you. ]

Can you even cook for yourself?

From:

fessus

What does that have to do with anything... We were talking about serial killers.

From:

batricide

And you made a completely asinine comparison to baking.

From:

fessus

I can cook. Answer the question instead of dodging around it in a really obvious dumb way.

[ guess who CAN'T COOK ]

From:

batricide

I've fought in wars. To some people that equates to being a serial killer.

From:

fessus

[ Noctis sobers a little at that, sitting up straighter with a pull back out of his lean. ]

Yeah, well... Those people aren't thinking it through, then. Big difference.

Anyway, I'm not expecting you to trust me or whatever but I'm not a serial killer either. And if I were I wouldn't be going around poisoning people in a place I just showed up in. Makes no sense... I wouldn't kill somebody I recruited into my guild, either.

From:

batricide

[ He opens his mouth to point out how stupid it is to equate a person's worth to whether or not they're in your fictional guild, but. decides that it's probably a moot point.

And if he's being honest, he's not sure Noctis is bright enough to pull off a murder plot. ]

What did you want?

From:

fessus

[ His first argument would be for morality but pragmatism seems like the better route to go when they don't know one another well. The logic is airtight. Just lame.

Noctis cranes his neck to look around for their waiter before settling again, rolling one shoulder. ]

We went over that already. You're bringing up ancient history.

Why are you always acting like I've got some weird other motive?

From:

batricide

Most people do.

[ The water comes. He takes a sip. ]

From:

fessus

You don't know most people. Besides, even if you did that sounds like a stressful way to live.

--hey, hold on-- [ As he halts the waiter momentarily to order himself a pastry. Good, he doesn't have to wait too long. ]

From:

batricide

You're extremely naive if you think that. [ He looks to the waiter, considers ordering something and then opts to just save the cash. ] It's less stressful than being taken advantage of.

From:

fessus

There's a difference between people maybe having other motives and them taking advantage of you. That's a leap...

That makes it sound like you think I'm trying to take advantage of you. [ ... ] I guess if I was it's just because I thought it'd be cool to hang out. You can still spy on people, though.