((I thought you were a woman...Mind ******!))

((Will post in a little bit, I'm watching Fringe))

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."

((not female, just fabulous))

"Yeah, especially with how much money they lost under Heth. They are about willing to do anything to turn a profit, which I suppose works in both my favor and Niina's. I've been doing some dangerous work for Eskola Ergonomics. The kind of work that you don't freely talk about over waffles."

Galm shovels yet more food into his maw, wiping food from his cheek like a child.

"What about you Aztec? You got someone out there? What, eh... Fires your engines?"

While Kam catered to Aztec and Jonny, Aria moved over to the large jukebox that housed a few 5,000 songs. She always updated the jukebox with new music since she first bought it last year. Slipping an ISK into the slot and tapping a few numbers on the electronic screen, the restaurant was filled with a Matari woman singing about finding someone better than her ex while playing some bluesy licks. With a small nod, Aria grinned thinking about how she used to listen to the blues all the time on her way to school or to the beach.

Politely Kador raises a hand, beckoning to one of the waitresses.

Aria noticed Jonny walk in with his large heavy suit. She eyed him suspiciously but averted her gaze back to Maximia who was handing her the menu back. It wasn't that she disliked the guy or anything, she just wasn't too fond of the dropsuit while in public kinda thing. There was something special about going out with your leisure clone, wearing your nice clothes that you bought recently and enjoying some fresh air on your skin. Soon after Aztec stepped inside with a Matari jacket and scarf with a pair of Caldari pants. She smiled at him while walking over to the bar counter.

"Kam," She gives Maximia's order to Sou. "Ask our Gallente customers what they would like to eat." She paused and moved to fix the young teenage girl's hair. "Be nice but if one gets too handy, let me know and I'll knock some heads." smiling gently, she let Kam, the seventeen year old Vherokior Matari walk over to the tables.

While Kam catered to Aztec and Jonny, Aria moved over to the large jukebox that housed a few 5,000 songs. She always updated the jukebox with new music since she first bought it last year. Slipping an ISK into the slot and tapping a few numbers on the electronic screen, the restaurant was filled with a Matari woman singing about finding someone better than her ex while playing some bluesy licks. With a small nod, Aria grinned thinking about how she used to listen to the blues all the time on her way to school or to the beach.

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.

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.

As he gets up to leave he notices a woman. She looks up, for the briefest instant he feels slightly concerned. The look seemed hungry to him.... and not , the thought in a way he supposed was good.

Carefully he tucked the chair in at the table, smiling apologetically at the waitress who has come over to see him, and exited the restaurant.

((I haven't abandon the thread, I'ce been watching Fringe like all day and I just got my controller replacement part so I started to play Dust. I will write tomorrow when I come back from seeing my grandma :) ))

"Heh, I came here to grab a quick bite to eat, never imagined to meet such a pretty lady, made my knees weak. Wouldn't it be much nicer to let these fine... upstanding... gentlemen enjoy there meal in peace? And not tarnish your clothes with blood?"

Heathen walks over to an unoccupied booth and begins looking at the menu.

"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.

((Why don't we be able to ask the waiters for food? We won't kill them or anything, we'll just be able to ask them, and rp them to come over and give us something to dine, sounds good?Tsokay though, I get it, thanks for letting us know you'll be gone))

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.

((Terrorist is such a loaded term Adamance. ))

"What? No! Spirits, no!"

Galm gives Aztec a look of utter disgust, then turns back to the Matari.

"I just feel like I owe you. I'm trying to be friendly here. Please, ignore the kakku, I hardly know him."

"Your say chief. Didn't figure you for an anti-japist."

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.