Aaron Luminare
A loud yawn escaped Aaron's gaping mouth. His head drowsily turned away from the immersive literature that was clumsily held within his palms, his squinted and droopy gaze meeting the single speck of early sunlight allowed through the tightly closed blinds that darkened the small living space.
Morning already? Aaron thought disinterestedly, raising a single hand to rub the sleep, or lack thereof, from his eyes. Another yawn recklessly escaped him as he clumsily dug through the mountainous piles of books, papers and writing tools that surrounded him in the centre of the damp, murky room that Aaron lived in. 'Lived' perhaps being a stretched out definition of an apartment that served a better purpose, or at least in Aaron's case, as practical storage. It just so happened to be the exact same apartment that he slept in.
It wasn't all that glorified, really. A cheap, backwater rental in the outskirts of Magnolia that left the man with enough disposable income to rent another one. However it served his needs well enough, a means to escape the monotonous, day-to-day survival. Aaron wasn't someone to go about working day in day out to actually own a proper villa of some sorts. He was a man of simpler things.
Rising from his incidental circle of knowledge and wisdom, Aaron slouched his body through a daily routine he has known ever since joining the ever-famous Fairy Tail guild. His body fell aimlessly on the edge of his bed, a hand massaging both temples in a manner one would use to magic away a hangover gained from excessive drinking.
Stumbling through the door leading to the bathroom, Aaron took a rushed wake up shower, only stopping briefly as his eyes met his sloppy image in the mirror. “I look like crap.” He exclaimed with a Cheshire grin, half-turning his body to admire the shimmering, silver crest on his back. It reminded Aaron of his reason to join a guild, a means to jog his memory if he ever forgot.
With a sigh, he shook the thought away, resuming his morning routine by gathering his usual, distinct garb and gathering any essentials, a light read and perhaps something to write with and on, he may need for today's endeavours before heading out into Magnolia – To Fairy Tail.
Aaron stopped by one of the local merchants for a makeshift breakfast, today's speciality being a slice of raising bread, and a fresh apple for the vitamins. His strolling resumed, and Aaron found himself standing face to face with a magnificent sight.
There it was. Difficult not to notice with the eccentric flags and mishmash of other flashy accessories that decorated the castle-like home to the infamous Fairy Tail guild. Aaron couldn't help but smile every single time his gaze met the giant building. He never knew why it perked him up so much, it just made him feel welcome. As he was sure it did to many other mages in the guild.
Aaron quickly forced the final chunk of bread into his throat before gently pushing aside the doors that led to the guild hall, slipping in without a hitch and approached the request board in hopes of finding something worth his while. “Seto.” Aaron greeted, nodding to the fellow mage. “Found anything promising yet?” He was aware that Seto wasn't someone of many words, but he tried to start small talk nonetheless. Maybe he'd get something more out of the man than an absent 'hello.' for a change.
Morning already? Aaron thought disinterestedly, raising a single hand to rub the sleep, or lack thereof, from his eyes. Another yawn recklessly escaped him as he clumsily dug through the mountainous piles of books, papers and writing tools that surrounded him in the centre of the damp, murky room that Aaron lived in. 'Lived' perhaps being a stretched out definition of an apartment that served a better purpose, or at least in Aaron's case, as practical storage. It just so happened to be the exact same apartment that he slept in.
It wasn't all that glorified, really. A cheap, backwater rental in the outskirts of Magnolia that left the man with enough disposable income to rent another one. However it served his needs well enough, a means to escape the monotonous, day-to-day survival. Aaron wasn't someone to go about working day in day out to actually own a proper villa of some sorts. He was a man of simpler things.
Rising from his incidental circle of knowledge and wisdom, Aaron slouched his body through a daily routine he has known ever since joining the ever-famous Fairy Tail guild. His body fell aimlessly on the edge of his bed, a hand massaging both temples in a manner one would use to magic away a hangover gained from excessive drinking.
Stumbling through the door leading to the bathroom, Aaron took a rushed wake up shower, only stopping briefly as his eyes met his sloppy image in the mirror. “I look like crap.” He exclaimed with a Cheshire grin, half-turning his body to admire the shimmering, silver crest on his back. It reminded Aaron of his reason to join a guild, a means to jog his memory if he ever forgot.
With a sigh, he shook the thought away, resuming his morning routine by gathering his usual, distinct garb and gathering any essentials, a light read and perhaps something to write with and on, he may need for today's endeavours before heading out into Magnolia – To Fairy Tail.
Aaron stopped by one of the local merchants for a makeshift breakfast, today's speciality being a slice of raising bread, and a fresh apple for the vitamins. His strolling resumed, and Aaron found himself standing face to face with a magnificent sight.
There it was. Difficult not to notice with the eccentric flags and mishmash of other flashy accessories that decorated the castle-like home to the infamous Fairy Tail guild. Aaron couldn't help but smile every single time his gaze met the giant building. He never knew why it perked him up so much, it just made him feel welcome. As he was sure it did to many other mages in the guild.
Aaron quickly forced the final chunk of bread into his throat before gently pushing aside the doors that led to the guild hall, slipping in without a hitch and approached the request board in hopes of finding something worth his while. “Seto.” Aaron greeted, nodding to the fellow mage. “Found anything promising yet?” He was aware that Seto wasn't someone of many words, but he tried to start small talk nonetheless. Maybe he'd get something more out of the man than an absent 'hello.' for a change.