Luigi's Café Corner

The sound of wheels rolling across the ground could be heard as Naught who was slumped over, skated inside and straight over to Luigi. He asked him for a latte as well and quickly spun on his wheels to turn and face Aihara. He chewed the side of his cheek and hesitated before skating over to him. Eventually rolled by their and sat across from him a smile forming on his face. "My oh my, what is someone like you doing here?" Even though he was sitting he rolled his ATs back and forth against the ground to avoid feeling idle.

He turned his head up and sucked his teeth in an annoyed manner. "Of course I know who you are. I wasn't implying anything wrong." He kicked his feet up on the table the wheels of his AT still spinning but slowing up to a stop. He placed his hand behind his head and tilted the chair back before raising one arm to yawn. A tear formed in his eye from yawning and he closed his eyes as if he was trying to be somewhere else.

"All I meant is I didn't expect to see you here. A rider as skilled as yourself. That's all." He slowly opened one eye to see if the other man's appearance remained as threatening as before. The man didn't really scare him, but he DID seem to hold a decent amount of respect for him and he obviously knew him from somewhere.

He opened both of his eyes and dropped his feet sliding them below the chair he sat on. He leaned forward closer to Aihara. "Im okay I guess." He rubbed the back of his head nervously. "Its not something I can really explain, more something that would have to be tested out." He looked at the wheels that were in the possession of Aihara. He leaned back again without tilting the chair this time. "Whats with this randomness anyway?"

His face grew serious and his body tensed up. "Flame road leader?" His hand shook with excitement and he jumped up and slammed his hand on the table and quickly began to scan Aihara. Soon his face faded to a mere emptiness as he frowned. He stood frozen in that area and closed his eyes. "Your just dressed more formal. Than I am anyway."

He frowned. "This isn't going to be easy, can I at least get a hint?" He rolled back and forth by the same table trying to think about Aihara's decision. He wheels were smooth against the ground allowing for easy movement practically gliding against the ground. He pulled to a stop and staired at Aihara and kept him and only him in focus. "Just one hint."

"Fine, well for starters, I noticed that your dressed really loose. Which isn't really bad in a skate park." He scratched his head. "But, it took me a while to realize, your not wearing your ATs. I should've noticed sooner, your a king at a skate park but I haven't seen your ATs." He raised his eyebrows curiously. "So, tell me. Was the decision, not to wear ATs?"

Ian was skating around looking for something scrumptious to eat both in terms of food and a partner. See Ian wasn't a rigid fool thinking only things should be one way. No he loved all people and found everyone beautiful. Male or female it didn't matter, when he was on the hunt nothing would stop him. His chases lead him to a lovely little Italian restaurant called Luigis Diner. It was nice to see Italian food in Japan seeing how he was American and it was the closest he could feel to home. He rode around thinking about his encounter with the Leaders of Toul Tool To and Dead Air when he spotted something most delicious. It was a man dressed in rather nice clothing but with no A-Ts. A plan formulated in his mind and he skated over to the man and his friend sitting at table.

The two men before him were both rather handsome and he was finding himself a bit giddy like a schoolgirl. However he had the bravery of a lion and spoke to them. "Excuse me but I couldn't help but notice how beautiful you two were so I had to come say hi. My name is Ian" he said with a slight blush on his cheeks. In a quick movement his laid a soft kiss on the boy wearing A-Ts cheek and swivled around and planted a deep kiss on the lips of the well dressed man with no A-Ts on. "I hope to see you around" he said to the two and skated off, wondering if they would follow.

He twitched as his wheels revved up spinning really fast. "Hell no! Never saw em' before." He slammed his hands on the table he and Aihara was sitting at and skated over to Aihara. "Either way, I'll let that slip, you can do whatever ya like with him.. even though you would've anyway. Im just glad I noticed your AT thingy." He spun on his AT and came to a stop. "Wait, that's the thorn reg- sub regalia isn't it?" He frowned and looked at it more closely. "Why do you have it?"

Ian felt a very vine like substance wrap around his body and he skated away. These vines prohibited from moving his body and caused him to fall harshly to the ground. With the way he was bound and held to the ground he was very limited on his movements. Apparently the man who he placed the deep and passionate kiss upon had been an actual A-T rider hiding himself out as a normal everyday citizen. Ian was now in the beautiful Japanese mans trap and was held to the ground. He rolled over and listened to the man talk to his compatriot about what they should do with him. He grinned at them and made a suggestion "Hey you two, why don't you just let me go. The three of us could hit the town and then retire to a lovely suit where we could play a game off......twister" he said with a seductive wink. He was having a good time completely relaxed. Sure he was tied up, but it wasbt the first time he had been in a situation like this before.

He placed a finger on his chin and thought to himself. 'I wonder if he has the flame regalia. If he does then it might make things so much easier for me. Maybe i'll ask him. He looked at Aihara curiously. 'Then again he knows I run the flame road. If he had it he woulda told me, wouldn't he?' He let his arm drop to his side once more. 'Maybe that's what he was going to tell me before we were interrupted.' he nervously rubbed the back of his head and skated backwards rolling a few feet behind. "Um, Aihara, can we talk over here for a brief second? I'll try to make this quick."

(dont know if its ok to post here, I wont be a bother)

Seto as riding around getting used to today's weather, well infact he wasnt really riding around. He was in the middle of a race for this month's rent so he needed to win. In order to up the stakes he challenged the whole team to a race which was about fout against one. It was a weak starter gang with no sence of pride or freedom, they just ride to feel superior.
They were still gonna loose so it didnt matter, but Seto wished they would ride for more then that.

He was in the lead using the air to help with his movements making his jumps going farther as if he was soaring. He wasnt going to use any fancy tricks for a race like this. Seto landed on a thick wire cord, perfect for grinding. It was pretty high but people with quick eyes could notice. The four he was racing were coming in behind him. Seto took a quick glance at Aihara, Naught, and Ian he raised an eyebrow and tried to stay focused on the race.

But then he knew who Aihara was, so he had to stop. Seto has been wanting to join The Order for a while now, and this was his chance. He heard about Aihara from other A-T rider's plus he saw him before.

He turned his A-T to the side and put pressure down making them screech and he stopped to see what was going on. He was pretty high so maybe they wouldnt notice him. Seto couldnt hear what they were talking bout, he just wanted to watch. Plus he needed to speak to Aihara about something. The four from the gang hopped over him, and continued the race. Seto paid no mind to them.

"I wonder what he's doing? I should really talk to him." Seto said himself putting his jaw on his palm almost getting comfortable.

Ian laughed a bit as the man said he had to answer to a higher power. Unfortunatly Ian wasn't quite feeling like being punished and grinned when the mans associate suggested they move away for a moment to talk. Seeing how the vines were no longer wrapped around his body he twisted it as he placed his hands on the ground. In one solid motion he pushed off the ground and twisted his body caused a spinning effect as he came back down on his A-Ts. It was a totally unnecessary way for him to stand up but it was cool looking to to people walking by. He rode over to the person who had tied him up moments before. "That was a pretty impressive maneuver, especially since you weren't actually wearing any A-Ts" he said rather impressed to the man. His arms were crossed and he was smiling. He acted as if nothing odd had just transpired.

Ignoring his associate's request for the moment, Aihara turned to the rude young man who had assaulted them. Apparently, the boy had some kind of autism and didn't know when to stop annoying the shit out of people. "Could I ask you to keep quiet for a moment while I perform a small piece of business? Then we can sort out what we're going to do with you. Okay?" Not waiting for a response, he took hold of the other boy's arm and led him away.

"What would you like to talk about? Because if it's about Regalia, I really can't help you there. Not for the moment, anyway." Grimacing as he remembered his rucksack, Aihara darted over to the table to collect it, noticing a figure standing in the sky. Ignore it, the voice in his head whispered. There are more than enough people standing in the sky for the moment. Turning his back on the newcomer in the heavens, he walked back to where he'd left off. "However, if you direct a query through your Team Leader, I'll be glad to pass it onto the current Flame King. I'd have to find him first, but any Team-member and friend of Karasu's is a friend of mine. Kay?"

OOC: Okay, to prevent this from confusing us, the following post order must be obeyed;
Aihara
Naught
Artist
Draven

He sighed. "Fine. But anyway," He looked at ian and frowned. "Before he showed up I answered you. What was the secret you were going to let me in on?" He was normally one that couldn't just be patient and stand in one area so he began to pace back and forth instead of skating waiting for Aihara to answer. "Unless of course, you forgot or changed your mind about telling me." He yawned pretending that he didn't really care. "Whatever, just tell me if you still plan to."

Seto continued to sit getting less and less interested in what was going on, he looked over to the gang he was racing. "EEhhh gotta finish this race." He stood up stretching, just standing on the wire cord with his A-T's. He turned his body to the side and went on faster then before to catch up.

He was already behind a good distance and the race as almost over, but there was no worry on his face. The air around him seemed to coil as if it was focusing on him alone. One could start to see a cylindar start to form. Seto used his hands to capture the wind and force it forward. Letting loose a weak tornado to knock the gang off their feet a little.

With a satisfied smirk Seto jumped forward seemingly riding the tornado giving him a increase in speed. Dashing right past the gang for the lead again. He looked back and landed on the street going further. The win was his.

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