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Darion walked back to the docks and looked around."If I'm correct Nocturne should be that way...Better get running."Darion said as he ran at his top speed in the direction he thought his next goal would be...Fenrir

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⊰Athrun arrived at the bustling Port Hazel. As he walked through the crowd, he easily drew attention. Not only was he wearing the traditional King's uniform of Pronta, but he also had Destiny, his broadsword, strapped to his back and Freedom his snake sword at his left hip. Walking through the Port, he stopped in front of a pub and folded his arms across his chest. His eyes watched the crowd carefully for any sort of surprise attack. He had taken a rather huge risk with this meeting, not knowing what the King of Nocturne was like or would do in a situation like this. However, it was a gamble he was willing to risk. The point was, he needed to speak to the other leaders, to establish who he had to look out for and who could be a potential friend. However, chances are he would take the previous King's policy and stick to his own. ⊱

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⊰Seeing a beast of a man walking over to him, Athrun stood up straight, his arms at his sides. His left hand was right next to the hilt of his blade, just in case he needed to unsheathe it quickly if the King tried to pull anything on him. The fact that the king approached him however made him a bit more relax since he figured that the King was civilized enough to talk rather than have an all out fight. "Yes...it hasn't been made official yet, but with the death of the previous King I didn't exactly have the time to have a formal coronation. So you are the King of Nocturne?" he asked, ensuring that this was the man he was supposed to be speaking to. From the rumors he's heard he was indeed speaking to the King. "My name is Athrun Zala Shimizu, former Captain of Pronta and now King. I apologize for bringing you all the way out here, but I wanted to get aquainted with the leaders of the other nations," Athrun explained as he stepped to the side and opened the door to the pub. It was an odd place to meet with another King, but Athrun figured that a crowded place would put the two of them at ease, since he himself wasn't about to break out into a fight with so many civilians in the area. "Can I buy you a drink sir?" ⊱

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⊰Following the King inside, Athrun sat down at the bar and waited for Fenrir to sit down with him. He was still sizing up the man, trying to figure out just what kind of person he was. Was he a threat to his nation or not? Maybe he was the kind that simply waits to be attacked and retaliates in full force, a sleeping giant just waiting to be awakened perhaps? "I'd like to start a tab please," Athrun told the bartender as he sat upright and faced the King. "Please, whatever you want is on me," Athrun told him respectfully. It was the least he could do for inviting the King to come out all the way to Port Hazel to meet with him. He knew how busy runnin a nation can be and if it wasn't for his family training the new recruits, Athrun wouldn't have been able to make this trip. ⊱

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⊰"I'll just have a glass of ice water please," Athrun told him before looking back at the King. "I can't handle liquor," he said with a bemused smile on his face. He was still sitting upright, proper and full of pride as he has always been. Hearing of Pronta's policy on foreign issue, Athrun nodded, agreeing with the King. "You're right, we have stayed neutral within the last few years, keeping mostly to ourselves and not involving ourselves with foreign nations and their wars. However, just because we are neutral, that doesn't mean that we should remain ignorant of what is happening around us. I invited you hear to meet you, to simply see what kind of man is the leader of Nocturne. To see you with my own eyes, and for you to know who I am. I plan on protecting Pronta and ensuring its safety and peace King Fenrir," Athrun explained. Despite Fenrir not being comfortable with his title, it was still his title and Athrun will adress him as so, it's just how he's always been. Wether or not Athrun and Fenrir will become enemies or allies, Athrun still respected the man from one King to another. "There is an old saying in war, which I'm sure you know: Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer. Not implying that you are my enemy, not at all, but one never knows what the future brings. We could be having a couple of laughs over drinks today, battling it to the death tommorow," Athrun finished, just as the bartender brought the drinks to the table. Athrun grabbed his glass and held his glass to Fenrir. "To the prosperity of both our nations," he stated boldly as he awaited for Fenrir to respond. ⊱

May blinked and nearly toppled over. By reflex she clung to Fenrir until she had her balance back. The King seemed to have a similar thought because he was holding on to her. She sighed and pushed away as he let go. "That. Warn a girl!" she said indignantly. Her words fell on deaf ears it seemed since the King had already surveyed the area and was walking toward a man.

The succubus didn't bother since the only thing she would notice were all the hot men walking around. She licked her lips and winked at one before she followed a few steps behind the swifly moving werewolf. And she maintained that distance as Fenrir talked with another king. Hmmm.....He's cute.....
Still at her distance and not wanting to interrupt( which was odd for her) she followed after the men quietly, checking out the Pronta King's rear. Once in the pub she looked around. Then she looked at Fenrir. He was busy with the Pronta king and not paying attention to her....

She grinned and wondered how long it would take to seduce all the men in the bar. It would giver her something to do while her king had his meeting. So she did just that.

Sitting a few seats away at the bar she made herself comfortable. She wasn't about to drink since at any moment Fenrir might decide to train her, so she wanted to stay alert. She turned up the succbus charm and let the men come to here. And it didn't take long for them to. A few were already coming up to her, offering her drinks and sitting near by. Grinning, she flirted.

May pulled one of her lust crazed pawns to her by the collar of his shirt. She let her fingers play over his cheek in a light caress before she gave him a ghosting kiss, her lips just barly brushing his. The man almost went to his knees. This is almost too easy. She licked her lips and gave him a seductive smile before turning her attention to one of the others fawning over her. The man despratley tried to get her attention back. She managed to get another man to get on his hands and knees in front of her. She put her feet up on his back. While she ran a hand through another man's hair. All the while they offered her things, food, money, jewels, sex, drinks, anything really. May chuckled. These guys were entertaining, but what would be more entertaining would be seeing Erik act like this. She saw Fenrir looking at her and grinned her ususal smile. She was actually glad he had decided to drag her along.

May whispered things in the men's ears and soon they were doing tricks. And shedding clothes. Soon many of them were shirtless or only in their boxers. A few men excaped the pub, but not her affect on them. As for the women, they were blushing and clearing out. There were some though who were too high a rank to be easily seduced and they left as well.

May even had the bar tender under her influence. At this point May was sitting in the lap of one man while the same one as before was acting like a foot stool still. She was comfortable. She let the men touch her a little now as she threaded her hand in the hair of the one she was sitting on and started kissing him. She was soon moaning softly as hands and mouths carressed, kissed, and nibbled her body. She shiverd a little when two daring men slipped their hands into her shirt and started playing with her ample breasts. Grinning, she relaxed and enjoyed the sensations.