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Takara arched an eyebrow in a quirking manner. He had seen stranger things done before. It caught the ronin's interest but did not knock him off balance. Ignoring the people he shook his head softly his long blue hair shaking about. He moved quietly to the bar pulling a jitte, a small defensive knife, from the right side of his belt spinning it around his right index finger over and over. A compulsive habit of his.

"You could say that..."
The ronin answered in a calm tone. His voice was very strong and oddly deep for a young man his size. It came from fear tactics and many other things in his life but his voice above all else reflected his persona. Takara's blue eyes gazed over the bar looking for something that might catch his interest.

Gatt spun his head around, got up and also headed to the bar and sat next to Ronin. "I'l pay for his drink and I would like the most, "potent" mix you can offer." Gatt need not worry of what he was getting himself into, alcohol was one of the things that made up his blood. The more the better.

"Don't bother"
Takara answered.
"I haven't found anything I like. But the guesture is appreciated"
He added. Still his solem facial expression never changed. He quirked his eyebrow and looked directly at Gattin.
"What are your motives for buying my drink? I know you recognize me from the arena just as I recognize you."

Gatt taped his fingers on the bar, each one with a resonant "click". "Nothing realy, just being nice to a fellow fighter, is there somthing wrong with that." Gatt said with a questioned look. "Even though I fought Yawgmoth dosn't mean I am here to fight you. Becides, I only fought Yawgmoth because I was board, just playing around, a fun little sparing mach if you know what I mean." He smiled as he spun his hand like a drill, maching the knive's speed.

"Some people like Master Yawgmoth and myself don't do nice friend"
The ronin answered. Takara was NOT a people person by any means.
"You sure picked one hell of a man to fight out of boredom. You're quite lucky he didn't end your life."
He said turning his gaze to the bar slipping the jitte down onto the right side of the bar. Perhaps there was something up there worth drinking but what?

"Yes, the strongest" Gatt replied before tuning back to Ronin "and I am not asking to be friends, I am just being kind, polite, respectfull. Things that you should do to a person you dont know." Gatt then chuckled a little when he heard Ronin refer to Yawgmoth ending his life. "That, I think he will have a hard time doing." Gatt said "did you notice how my head was completly rearanged when he did that last attack?"