...!Qu'est-ce qu'il y a?
Le choc immédiat d'avoir ses genoux frappés dans le fait qu'Aaron s'est effondré au sol, mordant sa lèvre inférieure dans la douleur alors que la douleur a commencé à rebondir autour de son corps.
Mais surtout sur le point d'impact. Merde, qui savait que les petits elfes pouvaient faire autant de mal?
"... d'accord. Très bien. Celui-là était sur moi. Hahahahaowohgeez qui est intelligent. Aaron s'est excusé à travers la douleur, levant un bras à son cou et se mouvant pour le couper. "...C'est juste moi, ou ton style de discours a-t-il changé aussi, mec? Je ne t'ai jamais entendu dire une telle ligne de tsun dans ta vie, et c'était l'épitome du tsun juste là. Oh geez ok non non non s'il vous plaît ne pas balancer à nouveau je jure que ce corps a moins de tolérance à la douleur que mon original."
Stupéfiant dans l'air à travers ses dents griffées, le jeune homme a saisi le mur le plus proche pour se hisser, ses jambes secouant encore un peu du coup de pied.
"Remarque à soi-même: apprenez la barrière de mana dès que possible, ou je vais être tellement baisé à l'avenir."
"Mais, euh... oui. Je suppose qu'on devrait... aller à l'intérieur...?"

Comme demandé, le barman a donné au prêtre un verre en échange de ces pièces de monnaie, bien qu'avec un peu de jugement comme il l'a fait. L'homme n'a rien dit à la fin, cependant, et est retourné à ses affaires comme d'habitude. Le marchand, d'un autre côté, regarda Sophia dans les yeux pendant quelques instants avant de lui hurler la tête.
"...Hmph. Vous n'avez pas l'air d'être lâche, du moins. Qu'en est-il de thi-"
Avant qu'il ne puisse terminer sa déclaration, cependant, l'apparition soudaine d'une autre jeune femme a rejeté le flux de la conversation. THe marchand a pris un moment pour traiter la spontanéité de l'incident avant de l'annuler comme la naïveté des jeunes. Ce n'était pas comme s'il ne pouvait pas comprendre autant, mais... ne pouvaient-ils pas au moins avoir un peu de sens sur le flux de conversation?
"...Ahem. Comme je disais... que dites-vous de ça? Si vous et vos amis réussissez à escorter mes marchandises d'ici à ma destination, je vous donne 25 argent pour vous séparer. Pas trop mal, pas vrai? La plupart des aventuriers frais n'obtiennent que quelques cuivres par jour en recueillant des herbes ou en chassant des kulas pour se nourrir ou quoi que ce soit, donc je dirais que ça devrait aller. Si vous pensez que vous pouvez gérer cela, c'est-à-dire."
Name: Aaron Zhou
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Hm? Oh, I can work with that.
Aaron's about 5'9" tall; other than the outfit, he is as he was on Earth.
History: Is there really a story to tell about an average Asian kid? There were no 'mysterious occurrences' in his life, unless you call everything being kept perfectly in-balance as mysterious... Which, in all honesty, you kind of might. Aaron didn't act on life; he let it act on him, and only when he saw something noteworthy did he pick himself up and fight against the flow to check it out. That's how much of his early life was spent, actually; doing as he was told, passively working through every problem that rolled his way in a nonchalant manner.
That changed once he hit high school, though; suddenly, a whole array of different subjects opened up to him, and though he kept that same monotony in things he cared not for, those that he did, he excelled in. It was also here that he met friends that lasted; ones that weren't as hopped up on hormones or teenage angst as the ones in middle school. They stuck together and had fun, lent one another a shoulder when they needed it, argued, laughed it off, and so on and so forth. College meant just another door opening up to him, but as life will be, things aren't always so clear-cut.
Personality: Aaron's the sort of person who slacks off far more than he should. Work comes second to relaxation, especially if that relaxation involves not hunching over a pile of papers to figure out the most inane of issues. He claims that it's simply a matter of efficiency to his friends, but none of them really buy it. He doesn't, either, but he'll laugh it off if worst comes to worst and just stick it out.
As a byproduct of this lifestyle, he's got a tendency to only be motivated when things interest him--that usually only includes games and interesting anime or manga pop up, but Aaron does have a tendency to dedicate himself to scientific research and reading when it suits him. He lands in the middle of the introverted/extroverted scale, though he tends towards the latter ever so slightly. He's always got the right mood for the right situation--at least, in his mind--so his own thoughts are just to 'go with the flow' and add what seems necessary to the equation... In one way or another.
Abilities:
Magical Aptitude: While he himself begins with no offensive or defensive magic, Aaron is able to learn magic at a faster pace than most. It's only really because he's read so many different series, though; it's a lot easier to visualize something you want if you have multiple ways to reference it. He must fully understand how a certain form of magic works if he wishes to utilize it, though; doing so haphazardly and off of gut instinct will usually fizzle out and/or backfire.
Analyze: While he may not be able to cast spells to kill, Aaron does have one skill to use: Analyze. By casting this on an object, he can pull out information about things he finds, and the skill only grows in the level of information it dumps the more unique items he checks out. Like those berries you were about to eat being poisonous. Y'know?Equipment: Fancy robes. Because fancy.
Staff: Can be used to bop people. Should be for magic, but as he has none, bopping it is.
Bag o' Gold: Because starter funds.Other: Has been friends with Akira for a while. The schadenfreude is palpable.