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Post by Yakito on Sept 19, 2024 15:17:35 GMT -5
Yakito rocked a form-fitting black t-shirt delimiting the outlines of his chiseled torso into ostentatious angles howling with aggressive masculinity. It was worn under a russet leather jacket contrasting with worn jeans broadening heavily the higher they went. As per usual, the androgynous lad eschewed shoes, but it's not like he didn't make up for it with jet black nail polish matching with onyx eyeliner surrounded by magenta eyeshadow.
This begged the question: Why decking himself out like this? Was he heading out to see someone? Well, not exactly, but it was close enough; there was this little pub in East City he used to frequent back in college days. It was a quaint place with the stereotypical billiard table and jukebox, as well as a little stage where a piercing-laden konatsian guitarist of no renown was performing. With how much he had been juggling with studies, Marian's medical condition, his Armored Squadron duties, and all the other hurdles life jammed his wheels with as of late, the squadmate had unironically forgotten the last time he just... went out to see people.
Was there anyone waiting for him there? Hell no! Tonight was one adventurous dipping into the unknown. Honestly, it was as intimidating as it was exciting. Yakito never really indulged his more socialite side, which is exactly why he tapped in all his available bravado by beelining for the counter where patrons were constantly ebbing and flowing. The androgynous blondie plopped his caboose atop a stool with a little hop, his bare soles now dangling above ground thanks to his short stature. He combed through the goldilocks of his mane before beckoning a robust-looking Saiyan waitress characterized by quirky red hair and metalhead clothes with the mellifluous sound of his voice. "Something fruity... I like pineapples the most."
Surprisingly for a centennial-looking establishment, this place had quite the drink selection to abate one's thirst. A pineapple-flavored cold one was cracked open and poured into a glass with little ice cubes and an orange slice. It was slid over by that stout crimson-haired saiyan operating the bar. "Thanks..." He mostly kept to himself from there on out with his gaze awkwardly and vacuously staring at the varnished wooden countertop.
At least the drink was good. He occasionally sipped it. It allowed him to relax. With a deep breath, he pivoted around and propped his elbows over the counter, nonchalantly leaning back against it with his lidded eyes now admiring the ceiling. "Yakito, you doofus..." Was the detour worth it? No way to tell yet; the night was still young...
This begged the question: Why decking himself out like this? Was he heading out to see someone? Well, not exactly, but it was close enough; there was this little pub in East City he used to frequent back in college days. It was a quaint place with the stereotypical billiard table and jukebox, as well as a little stage where a piercing-laden konatsian guitarist of no renown was performing. With how much he had been juggling with studies, Marian's medical condition, his Armored Squadron duties, and all the other hurdles life jammed his wheels with as of late, the squadmate had unironically forgotten the last time he just... went out to see people.
Was there anyone waiting for him there? Hell no! Tonight was one adventurous dipping into the unknown. Honestly, it was as intimidating as it was exciting. Yakito never really indulged his more socialite side, which is exactly why he tapped in all his available bravado by beelining for the counter where patrons were constantly ebbing and flowing. The androgynous blondie plopped his caboose atop a stool with a little hop, his bare soles now dangling above ground thanks to his short stature. He combed through the goldilocks of his mane before beckoning a robust-looking Saiyan waitress characterized by quirky red hair and metalhead clothes with the mellifluous sound of his voice. "Something fruity... I like pineapples the most."
Surprisingly for a centennial-looking establishment, this place had quite the drink selection to abate one's thirst. A pineapple-flavored cold one was cracked open and poured into a glass with little ice cubes and an orange slice. It was slid over by that stout crimson-haired saiyan operating the bar. "Thanks..." He mostly kept to himself from there on out with his gaze awkwardly and vacuously staring at the varnished wooden countertop.
At least the drink was good. He occasionally sipped it. It allowed him to relax. With a deep breath, he pivoted around and propped his elbows over the counter, nonchalantly leaning back against it with his lidded eyes now admiring the ceiling. "Yakito, you doofus..." Was the detour worth it? No way to tell yet; the night was still young...
PL: 150,000 (Yakito is in his Base form.)
UT used: N/A
KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/250 - CDN: N/A
Traits: Be Prepared [INACTIVE], Superstar [ACTIVE], Turtle School Secrets [INACTIVE]
Trump Card Trait: Astounding One-Two [2/2], The Shuffle [2/2]
Active Items [5/5]: Elite Arm Blaster [1/1], Energy Drink [1/1], Healthy Bean [1/1], Sno Ruby [1/1], Sparking Water [1/1]
Passive Items: Armor Lining [1/1], Dyno Capsule [1/1]
Flavor Items: Jet Squirrel, Rainbow Scouter, Weighted Teddy [INACTIVE]
Post: #1
WC: 430
TWC: 430
UT used: N/A
KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/250 - CDN: N/A
Traits: Be Prepared [INACTIVE], Superstar [ACTIVE], Turtle School Secrets [INACTIVE]
Trump Card Trait: Astounding One-Two [2/2], The Shuffle [2/2]
Active Items [5/5]: Elite Arm Blaster [1/1], Energy Drink [1/1], Healthy Bean [1/1], Sno Ruby [1/1], Sparking Water [1/1]
Passive Items: Armor Lining [1/1], Dyno Capsule [1/1]
Flavor Items: Jet Squirrel, Rainbow Scouter, Weighted Teddy [INACTIVE]
Post: #1
WC: 430
TWC: 430
