[color=FF4500][b][u]Ahio[/u][/b][/color]


[i]”Not a scam.”[/i] were the only words which Ahio needed to hear before his face nearly morphed into the literal representation of glee. He was so ec[b]static[/b] to hear those words and get to drink something which didn’t taste like pisswater and salt. In fact, he was happy to drink something which wasn’t served by somebody who looked like they had given up on life. Ahio reached for a mug but stopped halfway there before looking the at the large fishman standing nearby. He was a big man, or is it better to call them a fish, either way Ahio questioned what such a person was doing in a town like this. He didn’t seem like some dejected nobody who had failed going to the Grand Line nor did he seem like some new kid who was looking to join somebody’s crew. Either way, Ahio decided it was best not to question it and grabbed the wooden mug.


Almost as if to throw up a big middle finger at Ahio, the mug burst into flames lighting the alcohol in the process. The sheer anger Ahio seemed to be emitting would have been enough to scare anybody who was actually paying attention as the threw the mug down the street, still on fire of course. Before Ahio realized what was going, a spark of electricity traveled up and down his blades creating a nearly inaudible crackling sound. [i]Calm yourself, anger only makes it more difficult to control.[/i] Ahio told himself as he stood still for a few seconds, as plain as a statue. Then, the idea popped in his head to pass it off as all part of his plan. [color=#FF4500]”The proves it, it is most definitely alcohol. If it was water it wouldn’t have burned. Sorry about the mug though lady, it was just sort of collateral. Here, take this as payment for the mug”[/color] Ahio said as he handed over a hundred and fifty beri. The metal coins of the beri sparked with small burst of electricity as he placed the on the stand, as careful as possible as to not catch it on fire as well.

[@Animal] [@Boss Muffin]