Aria notices Galm walk into the restaurant and sit at one of the booths, his eyes scan the menu while she makes her way over to him. "Hello Galm." She smiles and grabs a small notepad out of her pocket. "What can I get you to eat today?"

Aztec strolls past the blue building. He sees a sign saying it's Matari.
*haven't had actual MatarI cuisine in a long time*
He strolls in, with a Minmatar jacket, neck scarf and dark Indigo Caldari pants.
When he enters, he is automatically greeted with the enticing smell of fine cuisine.
"Mmm..."
Though, he quickly goes stoic at the sudden abrasive smell of smoke. He sees a customer smoking.

He strolls quickly to the other side of the eatery. He goes to a booth where a man, Galm, sits.
"Do you mind if I sit here? I like to have company when I eat."

Aztec smiles.
"Thank you, it was a gift from a tribe elder."
"You have a nice smile by the way", he says it with a wink.

Aztec leans in, across the table.
"What if I were?"

Aztec leans back and laughs.
"The look on your face!"
He composes himself
"Sorry terribly rude of me... So, what's Niina like?"

"Waffle sandwich and a fish taco order."

Grabbing the two orders and placing them onto a large round tray as well as with their drinks. Aria makes her way over to Galm.

"Waffle sandwich made to your order. Cornbread and a large glass of milk." She places the plate in front of Galm, then his glass of milk and gives him a fork, knife and spoon. "There's some syrup in that silver syrup can next to you."

He turns his thin smile back to Galm. Then he notices the smell of menthol. His eyes blink twice and he gets over it.
"I know what you mean. Relationships are always hard to maintain when one is immortal. It's doable, but very trying. Anyways, you said something about Caldari Steel. I did some stuff with them once, they are real hard nosed when it comes to profits."

Leans back and smiles, looking up at the light above them.
"Perhaps... If I still do I've been a total jerk and ignoring her. That's the funny thing. No matter how "immortal" we become, we are still restrained and restricted by the the issues of regular mortals. Only difference is when they die, they will know peace, at least if they have made their peace."
He looks back down at Galm.
"But I digress. I don't see much of a point of having a significant other. That's just me though. You got to do what makes you happy."

Maximia then takes her eyes off of her screen, looking at Kador for a second, having an interest or perhaps "fetish" of sorts of men in uniform. She quickly then blinks a little and looks back at her hologram screen, her hands shaking a little and soon the resume of her quiet, frantic taps and movements on the screen.

"We'll, it looks like she scared him off. Not gonna lie to you Galm, buddy; she looks more intimidating than you... I kinda dig that though, at a subconscious level."

She then looks at Galm with wide eyes, staring into him, staring deep into him with her brown eyes. She then holds her stare at Galm, not even batting her eye, her mercenary and pirate instincts rising and tearing through her memory and skin. She then chuckles, chin up and eyes still wide open, focused, but clearly deranged, thirsty for no longer attention, but blood and pain for sadistic and rancor thoughts.

"Keep drinking that milk, boy. Or else your sides won't be the only thing hurting." She beacons towards Galm.

Saving her documents into her main computer, she slides the computer into her pocket.

"You seem to have a lot of pride in yourself to say things out loud." She slowly raises herself from the chair and walks over to Galm with calm slow steps. Her towering size of 7'6", nearly touching the ceiling as she looks down at the sitting Galm. She grins at him while crossing her thick muscular arms.

Aztec talks as if Maximia is not there.
"Look Galm, buddy, pal, I doubt it makes much sense to insult a person and then try to flirt with them. That's not you. No... That is something I would do."

Aztec finally smiles wide enough that it looks like he's silently laughing. He looses the grip on himself, letting 'him' take over.

He looks up at Maximia.
"Ooh Kill'em!", he says in a mocking attitude.

"Galm, I'll get behind her and you push. The bigger they are, the harder they fall."
Aztec was laughing so hard he could barely breath.

As Maximia is about to open her mouth to respond to Galm, she suddenly finds her self interrupted by Aztek. She then looks at them, trying to interject into their conversation with a growing annoyance and a dying anger. She then stops listening to them and sighs, looking into blank space and relaxing a bit. he probably has a nice house....he really probably has one....Hrm....I got other people. She then sighs and interrupts their conversation, rubbing her eyes before she speaks,
"I just wanted to say your arrogance and pride isn't simply 'done', it's 'proven'," She then looks down at Galm and makes a forgiving smirk, "I'm too busy to deal with people in a fist fight right now."

She then reaches into her pocket and pulls some isk out while pulling a hand out from his side or wherever it currently is.

"here," She plops a couple isk into his hand and walks away, "Have a drink on me."

She then walks over to her booth and takes a seat, sighing and opening her neocom to get Demel to come over. She signals the slightly shaking waitress for her food as she brings her plate with fearful hands.

Aztec looks at his "friend", for a while. However, Aztec notes that Galm's mind is contested.

~He's being weaker than you.~
*You should learn to make your peace.*
~Speak for yourself.~
*... I will.*

"Sir, if I may interject. Do not let her words confound you. She knows not know your true self. Not where your heart rests, nor why it pumps. There's only one soup who knows the truth."

He sits up straight and looks him in the eyes.

"Yours."

Aria walks into her restaurant tiredly. The night before she had fought for the Matari all night. A lot of deaths but supporting her team as best as she could, that good night but a damper on her performance today. Lackluster performances for her and she felt like she was letting her ISK drain. Nodding her head over at Galm and Aztec, she smiled softly.

"Hey you two." She pointed to the booth. "Mind if I sit with you two?"

Aztec looks up.
*That voice... Where have I heard it before?*
~I know. I'll show you.~
*Do it.*
The numbers flush back into his vision and his eyes dilate.
*Bar... Fight... Club* The images flood back.

Aztec starts clicking his tongue. He listens to the echos and makes a mental image of the restaurant. He hears him make his order.
*At least he has good tastes.*
~What's the play? Loud option?~
*Nah, just standbye for tasking... Your actually reasonable when it's go time.*
~Me? You mean us. Yes, we are.~
*Right then.*

Aztec twists his neck sideways and cracks it. Then continued enjoying his meal.

---

"How you holding up there Galm?"

"Tell me Galm, what is your end game in life? What do you strive forth, for what do you struggle?"

"Does she get in trouble often?"

Hearing one of the merc's scream, Aria practically jumps in her seat. She was more of the quiet type while dealing with foes. Letting her gun do the talking for her was all she needed. Looking down at her chowder, she grabbed the metal spoon.

"I'm hoping to bring more recipes over that my grandma taught my mother. Sometime this week, I'm making my way over to The Republic to see my family." She chuckles with annoyance. "I also have to play nice with my jackass father and try not to argue with him."

She waved her hand wanting to get off the topic of the man that annoyed her. "Tell me about yourself Galm. Any businesses you ever thought of doing?"

Taking a few spoonfuls of chowder, Aria ate the chowder with a small haste. Wiping her mouth, she leaned back in her seat. "Seems like Niina stole your heart. There's nothing greater than love or stronger." She giggles. "At least that's what I tell myself."

*over hears the conversation by accident, opens his eyes and looks straight at the merc who talks about this unknown emotion*

"hm... your lucky to have found something like that... make sure you don't lose this point in your life, youl ever have something quite like it again.... prolong the end as long as you can... good luck to you."

*noticing the un easiness of the merc in front of him, Doniken walks closer with something in mind of which he had dealt with before.... something he will never forget*

"hi, im Doniken Vokera... i know what your thinking and what you want to avoid..."

*he hesitates before saying*

"i may have the answer you desire.. i.... i can help you i think.. if your willing to hear me out."

"theres no need for hostility here, this is a restaurant after all.."

"I am willing to offer you a chance to have this person your fond of as long as you live... some of my contacts within the federation owe me some favors, they happen to have technology able to implant someone with the immortality we have. when I over heard you talking about your friend and how distracted when I muttered those specific words I thought I would id be of some assistance."

Aztec looks down at his half full glass of iced tea, he spins the glass around by his wrist. He looks at Galm.
"Galm. What if Niina doesn't want to be immortal?"

He puts the glass down and looks up at the lamp in the booth.
"She might want just one, single, unique life. Are you sure you are ready to hear the truth?"