Interactions: Xinyue Cao Tang (@AdmrlStalfos19)
"Vegan? Oh, I got it!" 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. "I have fruits, vegetable- Oooh, almost forgot I packed that rice container. Mistral is home to a lot of good healthy foods!" He blinked awkwardly at her looking straight at his eyes, but attempted to stare right back, thinking not returning the stare would be rude. "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" He placed his hands behind his back, thinking back to basic matters, standing straight and directing his attention fully to the girl. Wait, so she's saying that being normal is bad in this instance?
When she spoke again, Aeschel found himself far more comfortable. Straightforward information without the awkwardness of normal social interaction? He could do that. "AH, you want a trade of information? Data to analyze, right, right. I can do that" 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. "Aeschel Aspro, born and raised in Mistral" It was like reading things off a list, organizing data into sentences. "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" 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. "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"
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. "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" He left it at that. "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" 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. "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" ANd she mentioned secrets? Well, he didn't have any of tho- "AndIhaveahiddencollectionofhandpuppets"
You're supposed to lie, dumbass!