The Lost (IC)

[Daryk]

Aaron

Aaron inhaled sharply when he suddenly found himself standing instead of sitting. He was startled at how quickly his balance returned, and was quizzically looking at his robes when he heard Kate shout "Get Down!". Again, he was surprised at how quickly his reflexes brought him to the stone floor. Lying there, waiting for another flash or an attendant explosion, he realized just how cold the floor was, and that he wasn't wearing any underwear. "Commando?" he muttered to himself as the seconds drew on with naught but nervous conversation from the others. When Brandon said "sound off", he responded automatically with "Zimmerman!". As Aaron rolled back to his feet, Kate was listing what she could see, and he reached up to feel his face and head. Haircut was normal, just short enough to not need a comb. Stubble was completely lacking. Ears were pointed (!). Everything else about his body felt and looked normal, with the exceptions of his apparently much faster reflexes, improved balance, and a definite lack of body hair and scars. His voice sounded normal, at least so far. Convincing himself he was at least physically all right, he focused on the rest of the conversations swirling around, and moved over to stand near the woman who had to be Kate. It was going to take time to get to know everyone again, it seemed.

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Ninja'd by the DM!

As Annika (?) finished reading the letter, Aaron held out a hand and asked, "Could I see the letter please?"