[center]Interactions: Xinyue Cao Tang ([@AdmrlStalfos19])[/center][hr]

[color=f26522]"Vegan? Oh, I got it!"[/color] As he rummaged through his bad, many items could be heard being pushed away, some had a metal 'clink', others just your average bag material, but then there were some that squeaked. [color=f26522]"I have fruits, vegetable- Oooh, almost forgot I packed that rice container. Mistral is home to a lot of good healthy foods!"[/color] He blinked awkwardly at her looking straight at his eyes, but attempted to stare right back, thinking not returning the stare would be rude. [color=f26522]"Well, I smacked you with my tail, that's like me trying to take a swing at you. I can't just brush off responsibility like that, especially if I'm trying to be a Huntsman"[/color] He placed his hands behind his back, thinking back to basic matters, standing straight and directing his attention fully to the girl. [color=f26522][i]Wait, so she's saying that being normal is bad in this instance?[/i][/color]

When she spoke again, Aeschel found himself far more comfortable. Straightforward information without the awkwardness of normal social interaction? He could do that. [color=f26522]"AH, you want a trade of information? Data to analyze, right, right. I can do that"[/color] He started to sound more like he was explaining something to a teacher instead of a fellow student. He started off with holding his hand out for a good fashioned handshake. [color=f26522]"Aeschel Aspro, born and raised in Mistral"[/color] It was like reading things off a list, organizing data into sentences. [color=f26522]"I'm a tinkerer, it's in my blood. My parents run a business of building crazy things and... Testing said dangerous and explosive objects on each other"[/color] He pulled out a small and very barebones looking glove out of the bag, like a skeleton of a hand with metal for bones and wires running around it as veins. It seemed to be some sort of shock-glove. [color=f26522]"This is a very, very, very early stage prototype. It's usable, but can easily overheat. But I'm hoping that I can use this as a basis to create something that could be useful for... uh... Teams"[/color]

For a moment he looked like he had a bit of pride in the glove, but upon seeing a flicker of a spark and a wheeze of machinery he stuffed it back in the bag, shaking his head. [color=f26522]"I'm interested in strategy, engineering and theatre. I was actually originally planning to grow up and be an engineer like my parents, but... Well, sometimes you find there's a door you never knew you had the key to"[/color] He left it at that. [color=f26522]"I use a double-bladed sword that turns into a bow, and yes I know that a bow could be considered poor when compared to a gun, but on the battlefield, I think a bow, at least with how I designed my weapon, has some aspects that make it both efficient and convenient for the situation"[/color] He kept checking to see her reactions towards his words, trying to keep any rambling to a low. "Motivations?" Well, that was a something that didn't sound as appealing. [color=f26522]"Well, I want to... I want to help people, you know. but... Uh... Well, I want to be responsible. I want to be better. I want people to look at me and know that they can trust me to help them through a problem"[/color] ANd she mentioned secrets? Well, he didn't have any of tho- [color=f26522]"AndIhaveahiddencollectionofhandpuppets"
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[color=f26522][i]You're supposed to lie, dumbass![/i][/color]