[color=turquoise][center][h2]Aaron Fletcher[/h2][/center][/color]
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	Having sat down and dug into his natural diet for the first time in weeks, Aaron listened to Eris as she spoke.  His burger was gone long before she was done, and the over-greased french fries were well on their way, along with the cup of an off-brand soda cocktail.  As she finished, he raised a finger and swallowed a few times, apparently forcing down a bite that mostly consisted of slightly moist bread.  The familiar sensation of almost choking soon came, and was washed away by a long gulp of his carbonated beverage.  [color=turquoise]"My one concern, is where will you go?  I'm sure the other guilds will gladly take in a level 6 Berserker with your rep, but you're still an Outlaw."[/color]  He suppressed a burp with his fist, and waited for a response...
	
	Then Emma Fujioka showed up, and Aaron's heart skipped a beat for a moment.  This brash and straightforward girl was basically the girl he had a massive crush on, and this was the one time the meek side of his personality decided to show itself.  And why'd she always call him Nixon?  [color=turquoise]"Oh, uh, hey Emma.  Yeah, this is Eris, Cassandra, and Shiro."[/color]  He indicated each of the group and took a few mints, figuring his breath smelled like stereotypical America right now.  He tossed one in his mouth and chewed briefly, savoring the cold shock that overtook his mouth.  [color=turquoise]"Thanks."[/color]
	
	As she leaned over and whispered into his ear, the Springfield native could feel the heat rise through his body and he make out how red his face was just based on what he could see of his nose.  If this didn't give away his feelings for her, nothing would.  With a sidelong glance at Emma before she turned, he threw her a quick wink.  Her items were likely going to be safe in his hands.  He had no intentions on leaving until she was back, really.  That sultry whisper of hers was hypnotizing, and he was more than happy to be a victim of it for the moment.