Aaron smiled and shook the man's hand. "I'm Aaron Stillen, nice to meet ya! I'd be glad for a battle, but I already promised Scarlet I'd battle her..." He scratched the back of his head awkwardly, and gave him an apologetic look. "If we could find another person we could all bat-" He was cut off as a short blonde rushed up and stuttered at an apology, muttering something about breakfast. He opened his mouth in an attempt to tell her this was the sparring room, but she cut him off again with a rant about 'astros'.

"Uh, okay... This is gonna take a minute to explain, so gimme a second." He looked at both Scarlet and Clark for help, and when none was offered, launched into an explanation. "First off, you're in the sparring room, not the breakfast buffet. Secondly astral battling is a sport around here, and everyone you find will have an astral, which is a being from a different universe you can merge with to fight. They're all different; some are big and really strong, some are fast, some can fly and shoot." He rubbed a hand against the the back of his neck nervously. "I know I'm doing pretty bad at explaining, uh... I know, we'll show you! We can have a battle, you and Clark vs Scarlet and me! That all right with all of you?"

Aaron nodded. "Alright, lets go!" He grabbed her arm and broke into a sprint, pulling the much smaller woman along with him. "I can't wait to battle!" He was like a kid in a candy store when battling was mentioned, and this time was no exception. He practically glowed with energy.

They burst into the sparring room, flying right beside the guards and another astral battler. "We're here!" He finally let go of her, throwing his arms wide to display the room. "I came here a lot when I first got here, but I only ever found the guards. They don't put up much of a fight though, so this should be much more interesting!"

Aaron nodded. "Yeah, that should be pretty easy. The Monkey King's gotta represent!" An idea suddenly hit him. "If we're both headed to the sparring room, why don't you tag along with me?" He stared at her expectantly, his face subconsciously taking something akin to a puppy dog pout. It was quite a scene, since he towered over her.

Aaron hurtled out of bed at the sound of the knock, flying to the door and tossing it open. "Yo what up, what can I do for ya?" The guard's eyes widened in surprise for a moment, then head read his message and left quickly. He stared at the spot the man had been, then shook his head and turned back into his room to get dressed. He realized at that moment he had answered the door in his boxers. "Well, that sure explains a lot..."

He threw on a black t-shirt with the words 'I'M THE MONKEY KING ' in big bold letters on the front, a baggy pair of jeans, and slipped on his sneakers. Then he grabbed his Ipod and turned on a song that sounded suspiciously like crazy train, hung his headphones around his neck, and took off out the door. He had decided to skip breakfast in favor of some sparring, and took a left to avoid the lunch hall entirely. He was too absorbed with his music to notice he was about to run into someone, and only saw a flash of red hair before he slammed into the person.

"Oh sh*t, I'm sorry!" He stuck out a hand to help her up, and offered a weak smile. "You okay?"

Hey man, don't diss Ash's warehouse. That poop had a microwave, it was the bomb!

Ahem... Well you two debate petty matters between light and dark, you forget one thing... GLACEON AND I SHALL CREATE A NEW ICE AGE!

Hey Roloc, since you've played, how is Bowser? Been watching a lot of videos and he seems pretty cool.