<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">Freddie knew this was his fault, his little dramatic show at the counter caused this poor girl to get in a moment that she may of not be able to handle. She was simply coming to his aid and it would be rather rude of him to not do the same. After all if they were all dead what harm could this man do? As he mumbled under his breath coming to a halt in his little stroll away, “Damn it.” The man turned on his heels and returned to the counter where the two were standing. Well at least he could get another up close look at the other even if it was to teach him a lesson in manors.  <br/>
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As he wedged himself in the middle he put his hand against Sephiroth's chest pushing him back a moment making space and getting him out of the poor woman’s face. “Wow you are solid aren’t you?” Placing his hand on the man's chest again and giving it the slightest push, yep all muscle under there. Impressive, but there was no time to check out the rest of the man, he had a lady to save. “Impressive… no time for that.”  <br/>
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OK, it was time to be brave. “We do NOT talk to women that way!” The rock star said as he watched the man with his hand on his Masamune. “What are you going to do? Cut her up in a million peaces?” Freddie took his hand and gave the other a slap, not to hard but hard enough to get his attention. “Snap your ass out of it! Who do you think you are? She asked you question. She is a women! Your a man, when your a man you need to respect the rules. Men do NOT threaten women.”  <br/>
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Turning around to Nalia he took her hand and kissed it a moment giving it a pat with the other hand. “Go to the bar and make me a drink. Yes? Can you do that? Something strong and fruitie? I will need one after I teach someone some manors?” Taking her arm and walking her a way a moment he spoke again this time in a whisper. “If I survive, you owe me.” Freddie turned around and returned to the large man His eyes narrowed a little as he looked around the man to the girl at the counter. “Call maintenance my dear, this is going to be a spill in the lobbie soon.”  <br/>
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The musical man was a boxer in school, and a fairly good one at that. That didn't mean he wasn't scared of the other. As he stepped up to the other his brown eyes staring up into the man's, his arms crossed over his bare chest as he stood his ground. “I bet your not so scary with that big sword on your back are you?” </span>