second | voice + action

[halflived]

[The day starts like any other since he started working at Seventh Heaven a month back: go in, open up and prepare what he has to, make the food for the morning customers. Aleos has learned to take it all in stride, and once the number of people starts to dwindle down he takes time to rest against the counter, fiddling with his journal. There was something that had been bothering him since before he arrived, and now... It's a good time as any to ask, isn't it? So he takes a few deep breaths and starts to speak, hoping he doesn't sound too much look a fool.]

voice.

What does a name mean to you? Almost everyone has them, but it's not exactly uncommon to go by a nickname, or another name altogether. The latter part of the group interests me a little more—why did you not keep your original name?

... Why didn't you change your name? [He must sound so stupid with this, and he shakes his head a little in frustration. Public speaking wasn't his strongest suit.]

And if you've had enough hearing about that, I guess I'll take the time to ask about a fighting instructor, or partner. Self-defense, firearms and a little swordsmanship, that's what I know. But I'm not calling myself an experienced fighter.

[That should be good enough. Once he's received some answers and dealt with anyone lingering in the restaurant as his shift ends, he'll be heading out to go mill about the battle dome, observing anyone using the rooms but not in a hurry to go in himself, if at all.]

Comments

[halflived]

[If he were sexist he would have been speared by some of his friends long ago. Very painfully.]

To be honest, you do seem... very capable, to me. In a way that reminds me of a friend back home.

[weaponry]

Capable is my middle name, kinda. Out of my team I'm on at home, I'm kinda known as the person that keeps the rest of the team on track since they're a little odd. [ Tenten is asking the great gods of Luceti to make sure he's never heard of Might Guy or Rock Lee. ]

[halflived]

[Fortunately he has not! ... Yet.]

I'd like to say that I'm that person in my own group, but... [Guess who loses his head a bit too easily?]

[weaponry]

But what? I mean, I get a little excited and heated at certain things, but I'm not the one who convinces others to dress up as turtles or think that walking on their hands around the village is adequate training. That definitely makes the sane one.