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Aiden:
Mira

"Huh. Your loss," Mira said as she grinned at him. Clearly thinking about steak. But then she let out a hum, and moved her hand about in that sort of way that said 'maybe?' "My workout is a little advanced for you right now. But I'll tell you what - I was weaker than you once."

She sat back in her chair, and flipped a stray bit of hair back over her shoulder.

"So I've got some pointers that can help you get the most out of what you find here. When you won't break like a twig, if you're still at it, I might help you figure out how to actually use that strength."

It was really good steak. He didn't even understand.

yinsukin:
Roman

Roman rolled back into his chair, taken a back.  "Weaker than me?  What were you a cripple?" he asked, immediately realizing that is what she meant.  "Oh... i'm sorry."

Still he couldn't help but think about the training.  He wondered if he could hold up against something that could possibly make a cripple into this.  It couldn't be that bad if it worked on someone weaker than an average out of shape male adult.  But then again.... the kind of mental fortitude she appeared to have had to come from somewhere, unless thats all hot air.

Aiden:
Mira

"I know at least one quadriplegic who could break you like a twig." She waved Roman away, and picked up her cup of coffee to start finishing the rest up. "First lesson: Don't judge strength by appearances."

It was some pretty damn good coffee, too.

yinsukin:
Roman

"Oh well thanks for considering my ego," he retorted back, taking a sip of his water.  "Do you mind if we start after the meal?  I want to evolve from being able to get my ass handed to me by dudes in wheelchairs."

The waiter came back pushing a cart.  The second it bumped with the table, the smell of fresh stake wandered towards the two.  Roman sighed as he gazed upon the glorious meat.  At the very least, it looked like it was worth the money.

Aiden:
Mira

"No problem." Mira didn't make it clear if she was responding to his sarcasm or his question, because steak was officially here and she was smiling bright as a bulb up at the waiter. "Oh, thanks! Mmm, come to mama~"

The steak of course, not the waiter. As desirous as she was of it she managed not to eat like a slob. No, she took her time to savor the first bite...

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