Maxwell Tempest
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Taking a sip of black coffee, his legs crossed, a rather large man sat outside of a small American style cafe just watching as the people went by. His midnight blue suit and definitely imposing build made him stand out, yet nobody really paid him much attention. And why would they? The villain Bloodwing made sure that neither his name nor face made it out of America thanks to some well placed bribes and less than empty threats, so here, he would be relatively unbothered. At least, until he was ready to make a reemergence. He felt like his daughter should at least be able to pass the entrance exam unbothered. Who would have thought she would do that just to spite him. Ah, oh well childern always had their rebellious phases, Scarlett would come crawling back to him sooner or later. Preferably the latter woth a few nudges here and there.
Woth a sigh, the man stood, smoothing out his jacket and pants, before leaving some cash on the table. He may be a villain, but he could pay for a three dollar coffee. Anyway, he stepped out of the awning shade, squinting a bit before turning, beginning his morning walk. He had only been in Japan for a few days now, but he was already comfortable with his new life. Japan was such a charming country, and even though most of the hero's and villains both were absolute jokes, Max was at least, somewhat impressed. Not enough to save these pitiful people when he finally got tired of holding back, but maybe some of them would get lucky...oh, who was he kidding, nobody would be spared.
Stopping at a store woth some outside display racks, she began looking through the jackets. "Hmmm..." He picked up a dusty pink faux leather jacket, obviously much to small for him, but just the right side for Scarlett. Max however was pulled out of his scheming when he heard the manager chuckle.
"Wife or daughter?" He asked, nodding towards the jacket in the larger man's hand. Max kinda chuckled, looking at the size once more to make sure it would fit.
"Daughter. She's a little mad at me, but she's participating in the U.A entrance exam today, so I felt like I should do a little something for her," He explained. The manager nodded.
"Teenagers are a handful aren't they? Especially girls. I never will understand 'em," He said, "The jacket is 30, but I'll let it go for 20 since your girl is off trying to be a hero." Max nodded, handing the jacket to the man who took it into the store as Max got his cash ready. The manager came out with the jacket folded into a dark red department store bag, exchanging the bag for the cash, giving Max a small wave as he walked off.
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Mentioned: Open
Taking a sip of black coffee, his legs crossed, a rather large man sat outside of a small American style cafe just watching as the people went by. His midnight blue suit and definitely imposing build made him stand out, yet nobody really paid him much attention. And why would they? The villain Bloodwing made sure that neither his name nor face made it out of America thanks to some well placed bribes and less than empty threats, so here, he would be relatively unbothered. At least, until he was ready to make a reemergence. He felt like his daughter should at least be able to pass the entrance exam unbothered. Who would have thought she would do that just to spite him. Ah, oh well childern always had their rebellious phases, Scarlett would come crawling back to him sooner or later. Preferably the latter woth a few nudges here and there.
Woth a sigh, the man stood, smoothing out his jacket and pants, before leaving some cash on the table. He may be a villain, but he could pay for a three dollar coffee. Anyway, he stepped out of the awning shade, squinting a bit before turning, beginning his morning walk. He had only been in Japan for a few days now, but he was already comfortable with his new life. Japan was such a charming country, and even though most of the hero's and villains both were absolute jokes, Max was at least, somewhat impressed. Not enough to save these pitiful people when he finally got tired of holding back, but maybe some of them would get lucky...oh, who was he kidding, nobody would be spared.
Stopping at a store woth some outside display racks, she began looking through the jackets. "Hmmm..." He picked up a dusty pink faux leather jacket, obviously much to small for him, but just the right side for Scarlett. Max however was pulled out of his scheming when he heard the manager chuckle.
"Wife or daughter?" He asked, nodding towards the jacket in the larger man's hand. Max kinda chuckled, looking at the size once more to make sure it would fit.
"Daughter. She's a little mad at me, but she's participating in the U.A entrance exam today, so I felt like I should do a little something for her," He explained. The manager nodded.
"Teenagers are a handful aren't they? Especially girls. I never will understand 'em," He said, "The jacket is 30, but I'll let it go for 20 since your girl is off trying to be a hero." Max nodded, handing the jacket to the man who took it into the store as Max got his cash ready. The manager came out with the jacket folded into a dark red department store bag, exchanging the bag for the cash, giving Max a small wave as he walked off.