A tree and Irish coffee

"No, just a little nuts." He said, making a very bad joke. Hopping down from the tree and landing lightly on his feet he took a seat next to her and then complimented her hair with a facial expression and hand gesture before explaining, "Jet lag is killer. Only way to avoid it through activity." He rest his head on the tree and then closed his eyes. "It's much too easy to fall asleep in the serenity of the area." Picking his head back up and opening his blue eyes he would glance around before looking back at the female and said, "Well, since we're both new maybe we could get acquainted?"

He was all about the foreign experience and that jazz. It was nice to make a friend in a place where strangers lurked about. Especially with all the accents he wasn't familiar with. Despite hearing of their access and the false stereotypes of excessive 'mates' it wasn't as popular as it was made out to be. Her european accent, however, was something he heard quite a bit due to series he had watched on the internet. Even so, it wasn't as bad as some of the chav accents that most Americans seemed to mimic. That was a stereotype that hadn't been in his head though.

"Neptune." He finished, not revealing his former identity. If this was pursued he had his alibi and wouldn't think of it too much. He had to take this identity seriously and had honestly gotten pretty used to being called that after extensive use in the field and the allies that he had met that only recognized him as this name. It was odd how habits were formed and how difficult they were to kick. It was why he couldn't resist himself from immediately turning to hear the scream that came from inside the café that they had both ended up visiting. It was definitely a walk away but the scream seemed urgent enough and he was unsure how she would react to this.

Hesitating from instinctively moving, the little jolt of him about to get up obviously being held back as he was somewhat leaning into the movement, he would look back to her and see if she didn't mind if he went. I don't mean to cut this short but..." He trailed off, speaking of responsibilities that he had to uphold. It was awkward. Neptune usually wasn't cut short during interactions but it seemed fate did not hold him in his favor today. It was pretty unfortunate, she was kinda cute. He didn't expect to do anything with her but it was nice to have something to look at that could talk back instead of the constant Amarans that he fought.

As she gave consent and an offer to join Neptune he didn't hesitate and followed. He didn't want to reveal his power just yet and if he ran at full speed he would definitely give that away, however, if the situation called for it he wouldn't hesitate to save a civilian opposed to keeping the secrecy. As they would arrive there would be a gang of Amarans that were seemingly free of military control as they acted brutish and more like the thugs that Neptune had experienced in his hometown opposed to those who were enacting military orders. "Excuse me." He said, not wanting to sound rude to the female who accompanied him. Walking up to the group leader the beast was a good 2 feet taller and bulkier to an extreme than the human in front of him.

As it spoke in some distorted language to its comrades that normal humans wouldn't understand Neptune laughed. As the laughter was cut shorter the pig nosed, scaled, creature immediately turned to him and looked with its demonic eyes and leaned down and questioned whether or not he could understand them. Neptune nodded. As he leaned back and began laughing hysterically the boss turned around and began walking away as the rest of the thugs were given the orders to slaughter him. Cracking his neck before getting started a few punches were thrown his way he activated Outsource in order to access his mana halving ability from one of his forms. With this he made his expenses much more affordable as he shifted through their attack because of their spell and charged towards the boss while his back was still turned. As he now activated Shiya's Gift and borrowed some of the drinks of the café they would form around his hand and then solidify into a blade of ice as he pierced through the back and into the heart of the creature before pulling out.

There was no need to go through the chest and make it more difficult to rip out as he turned around to see three goons of his surprised and shock of how he single handled took out the leader who was now on the ground in a pool of blood. The people surrounding were silent. They didn't wish to cheer until they were all defeated otherwise they would've been taxed more. As one of the creatures began to yell some profuse and distorted sounds he replied, "Bring it." His clothing began to form into Triton's Apparel and a helmet grew onto his head as his face was covered through this emotionless and faceless masked.  He would make quick work of them.

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As she joined the mix he was surprised. Sure, she was able to clear out the area and that made sense due to the dogtags that she had shown. The power she had was something that wasn't expected. Weaponry like that was only powerful in the hands of those strong enough to use it and it was clear that she had the magic affinity for it. Neptune hadn't used /that/ ability since...whatever. He wasn't going to use it. Not yet anyway, there was still too much trauma in it for him to deal with and he wasn't sure how he was going to bring himself to use it again despite its usefulness.

As the third thug decided to run away knowing that it was outclassed he motioned his hand to her and would let her shoot him. It would be cleaner this way and less hectic towards the environment if he didn't chase him down and accidentally break part of the tar on the road. Either that or rip out the sewage systems with his water bending. Honestly, he didn't look all that spectacular only efficient and he was glad that he didn't have to go overboard like with that white haired menace.

As his clothing retracted into his body and he returned the drinks to the rightful people he said, "So, that was interesting." He was unsure how she would take him being able to do that. He he didn't have documented military training since all of his records were destroyed and he was just some civilian that had accomplished that. Perhaps she wouldn't think much of it but even if she didn't the citizens probably would. The way acted in the situation was a bit more aggressive than usual and he wondered why that was coaxed out of him by the brute.

As the bullet finished off the last of them the praise was a bit embarrassing considering most of the time things weren't that clean. He hadn't really dealt with a small group that had been easily handled in a while. It was either a specific individual of massive power or a group of creatures that would wreak havoc across the town with more numbers than were available to the mage.

"Yeah, let's get out of here. We can talk about it later." He said, taking priority of the situation and leading her to where he was staying. It didn't matter as long as they were behind closed walls until everything calmed down. If they wanted they could explore during the night. It was likely that the hoodlums both Human and Amaran alike were traversing the town and mingling with those who partied and left the clubs drunk and ripe for the picking. As they would come across the hotel he was at he would walk in and go to the appropriate floor, open the door and offer her a place to sit whether a chair, the bed or whatever. He'd take whatever she didn't out of courtesy.

"So, yeah." He continued, unsure where they left off.

"When the Amarans came they polluted the Earth with magic. It's what gives humans their super natural abilities. We've been popping up all over the world at varying degrees of strength." He explained in regards to him having an affinity for magic in the first place. He didn't want to reveal too much of his history and secrecy was best kept when you didn't seem as if though you've been hiding things. "The suit is similar to your gun. Your gun works against the higher class Amarans effectively unlike normal weaponry. You knew that right? Anyway, those guys we fought wouldn't have been killed by normal weaponry or it would've been done already. I, similarly, made the black suit in order to help me conceal my identity while also providing certain in battle advantages."

"It's probably best that we wait until the night." He explained once again. "The reporters wouldn't want to be out for that long." He said, noting that the reporters were just normal humans and if they weren't then they might've had an issue. The only people that would be out at the time they could leave would be those partying or causing trouble. Either of which were no legitimate threat to the two of them considering their abilities.

He got off the bed and move on to one of the other couches. The bed was making him tired and it was best to not try to fall asleep when there was a guest in the house. Not to mention he would have lost the battle against jet lag which was something he didn't particularly wish to do. "So, what do you wanna do until then?" He asked. There wasn't much to do in this room considering it was very plain. Neptune hadn't even unpacked yet

"I don't usually drink," He said, not having had access to alcohol most of his life due to his financial status. His mother couldn't particularly afford it and by the time he was in the military he had only drank a handful of times. "but I'll make an exception." He finished, taking her up on her offer. Taking some of the whiskey he remembered why he didn't drink. The taste of alcohol was disgusting but he did enjoy how it felt to be drunk so he always pushed through it. It wasn't bad enough to actually have an impact on his facial expression it was just an annoyance in the back of his head. "Take the lead." He said, in regards to the situation. It was obvious that she would be the one to have more experience in this department based on her offer and how she had been drinking from the flask since he had seen her.

As she brought out some coke he cared not for the price due to having all of his expenses paid for. However, she offered to pay and he would segway back into it when she would ask if he traveled often. Taking the drink simultaneously with her he didn't particularly enjoy it due to hating soda more than alcohol but he wouldn't be rude about it. "Yeah, I travel often. All expenses paid too. So, no worries on paying for anything, all right?" After clarifying that bit he would ask, "What about yourself?"

"I guess. It's a lot like the rest of the world. Maybe a little nicer." He responded. "I went to this one country in Asia -- for the life of my I can't remember which -- but it was completely run by the Amaran. Y'see, I had flown into a human territory and traveled the rest of the way there to see if it was true..." He voiced faded. He would have taken a sip from his glass, or well a noticeably large chug. He always thought those were sips but other people told him differently. Not wanting to speak on that that adventure he would deviate it from a bit. "Anything is nice compared to that trip." Yet again taking another sip he suppose he felt the buzz, the glass now being almost empty because of his excessive chugs. He was a lightweight still and it wasn't something he was ashamed of, it just meant he could get drunk for less money.