Weird. It was weird that the other girl knew anything about these supposedly ancient weapons. Very weird. Super weird.

It didn't bother Aria so much, but it did send alarm bells off in her head. Aside from the quiet girl's musings, she seemed to not be particularly interested in the introductions that Desmond had started, which had now been interrupted twice if you counted the newcomer barging into the room. Aria herself had shrugged off the latter occurrence. It wasn't like it was her room. People could do what they wanted with it.

"I guess it would be best if we had something to call each other. My name is Aria. If nobody's in a hurry to die or run away, then I hope we'll all get along. However, I'm here to fight, so if you're not strong, you should leave the fighting to the people that are."

That was the second time that she had failed at trying to give a polite warning. Of course she just sounded condescending this time. She didn't mean to imply that people who weren't good at fighting were useless. Everyone had strengths and weaknesses, and Aria wasn't so naive to think otherwise. [i]"Please don't die![/i] is what she screamed in her head, but her words failed her.

...Whatever, it would have to do. Friends were made with time, and first impressions only meant so much. There was much struggling to do still, and they would be allies whether they wanted to or not.

Thinking about strategy, Aria would definitely be more useful if they were fighting indoors or underground. Her pokemon's solid defenses gave her the advantage in tight quarters over smaller and more mobile birds or the like.

"I'll reserve judgment until we fight for real. I'd like to know everyone else's names, until that point. Especially this one," she finally turned to eye up the newcomer. He had a slowking with him, and quite honestly the two seemed like a matched pair. "You weren't sent in with the group. Are you military?"