[h1][center][color=SpringGreen] Private Hexner [/color][/center][/h1]
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Listening to Alex, what Aria would call state she wouldn't make it out here in the war zone if she couldn't handle being annoyed. Made Aria raise an eye brow, finding the comment pretty presumptuous. Aria didn't say she was annoyed as she couldn't handle she was merely telling Alex she had evoked an emotion. That was all, Aria could handle being annoyed and she could handle herself in a fight well enough. 
[color=SpringGreen]"Just so you know I'm not some fresh faced rookie."[/color] Aria stated taking a step back no long interested in to Alex, that girl so far only provided to be an annoyance. Ignoring Alex and the no named scout, Aria walked over to a a section of free wall way from them near the packs and promptly sat down. As if on instinct Aria grabbed leather pouch the contained her notepad and pencils. Looking at Alex for a moment as if to study her again. Aria started to draw, what most would call a very rough sketch of Alex, the scout with no name and everything else in the room. Her left hand moving like a will oiled machine. As she drew Aria began humming to herself, a habit she developed before the war. Unless someone spoke to her Aria would draw contently until the meeting or they where attacked.  

[@Kitsune]