Breakfast time in NY (o2a)

[misaki]

A day has past since her first match in the country called USA.
She has sleeped quite well, which has surprised her as she
tend to have nightmare while she is sleeping. Yoshida woke
up and stretched her arms while she yawns. After a quick
shower to get the sleep out of her bones, Yoshida dressed
up. A nice pair of jeans and a long sleeve shirt with the right
feetwear. Simple the same usual kind of clothes she always
wears.

Leaving her room behind, Yoshida leaves the building to look
for an café’ or an restaurant where she can get some breakfast.
Walking down the street, Yoshida found a nice looking french
café’. Entering the café’ she quickly found a empty table where
she sat down, waiting for the waitress. While she waits,
Yoshida pulls out a book and starts to read.

[e]

.:Essence strolled the streets of New York for hours. It was good to be back in such a large place, especially when he was one of the largest in it . Wanting to just grab a cup of coffee and relax, Essence heads to a small little French Café’ . He enters the warm atmosphere of the Café’, surveying the people in the place. A bunch of stuck up artistic types, a few actual French people, a Japanese woman, a cute couple...wait a Japanese woman?:.

.:Hadn't he seen her wrestle? Well, being the gentleman he was, the 7'2" mass walked over to the lone woman. He pulled up a seat and said:.

"Misaki?"

[misaki]

Yoshida had ordered a cup of tea and something to eat. While
she waits that the tea gets the right temperatur, she continues
to read her book. Until somebody says her name. Surprised as
she was, Yoshida rise her view only that a giant of an man is
standing in front of her. Her yawn drops down, as she never
has seen such a tall man before. But what makes her wonder
even more is the fact that he seams to know who she is.
Yoshida decide to answers while the man sat down on the
other side of the table.

Yes?

[e]

.:So he was right! Essence sat down, looking like a giant in such a small place..of course he took the usual stares and whispers behind his back, but that was what came with the size and power. He was accustomed to them though...:.

"Names Essence. I saw your match at March Madness...quite impressive."

[misaki]

Thanks, but I was just lucky. Was at the right time at the right
place, not more.

Hm, Essence seams to be this man’s name, Yoshida thought
while she trys to figure out with what she is dealing here. Of
course a strong and powerfull man, but there is always more
then meets the eye. The same goes also for Yoshida as she
has her own secrets that she hides from the world. Secrets
that would make most people running away, screaming out
of fear. But this was not the time and nor the place to talk
about things like that.

So, you are saying that you are Essence? Strange name for
a man of your size.

[e]

.:Ess chuckles a bit at the womans comment about his name. He had never heard that comment before. Maybe it was because most people were afraid of him due to his size? Well...it didn't matter anyway, might as well answer Misaki.:.

"Well....I guess it is...isn't it?"

.:Truth is, he had never really thought about it. He just picked the name up...it was just one of those things people started callin' ya..:.

[misaki]

Maybe, it always depents on what you are personally thinking
about the name.

Yoshida reach for her cup of tea and takes a nip. It taste fine
and the tea has now the right temperatur. Not too hot and not
too cold, just perfectly in the middle. She places the cup on the
table and looks a bit around in the café. Noticing all the stares
from the people around them. They seam also not be used so
much to look at a man of Essence size.

So what are you thinking about your name Mr. Argent?

[e]

.:Essence gives Misaki a weird look....nobody knew his real name...well close friends and family did....but some one who he had just met? This was strange....:.

"How...do you know my name?"

[misaki]

There is a fan page in the internet which has listed all the real
names of the wrestlers that compeate in XWA.

Yoshida raise an eyebrow, could she have said to much. Well
who cares, she shrug with her shoulders and take another
nip from her tea.

[e]

"Oh......"

.:Essence taps the table with his hand...trying to figure out something to say....a smile crosses his face..:.

"So...You looked me up then? ;D"

[misaki]

Well, I was always fascinated how americans can become so tall.
There are only a few mens I know in Japan that are around 6´6”
or a bit taller. But nobody who is 7´2”.

Yoshida place the cup at the table and leans back in her seat.

We have currently working Mark Jindrak and Matt Morgan in
Japan who are quite tall. But other then that, not many tall
people.

[e]

"Huh....I always thought that was a false stereotype....."

.:Essence scratches his left forearm. He should get a waitress over here for some coffee...but that didn't really matter now...He leaned back a little in the flimsy little chair...didn't want to break the thing now did he? :.

"So.....hows New York treatin' ya?"

[misaki]

That is something I can not say yet. As I have just arrived a
few days ago and the most part of the day I have spend in
the gym or in my room reading. But I think I should watch out
on which street side I am going, so that I don’t get shot. Or is
this only in the movies?

[e]

"Depends on where ya are."

.:Essence runs his hand over his beard that is growing back....He had a full one but a few months ago...but decided to shave for whatever reason.:.

"Some places its calm...but others...steer clear of at all costs."

.:Essence sits back up straight,:.

"And what ever you do...do NOT open up your wallet on subways."

[misaki]

Why not?

Yoshida ask, even when she knows the answer already she
thinks it would be better to let him explain it. Big guys always
seam to be so protective by small woman.