<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/7f99193bdd6c074d28540bd2f646a23f/tumblr_mmqetiDjTd1qfd2i0o1_1280.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Aaron Casey (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=173794.msg8243097#msg8243097)<br/><strong>Occupation/Status:</strong>Night Life Photographer/Thinking he is smooth<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside Purgatory<br/><strong>Action Summary:</strong>Trying REAL hard to be charming.<br/><strong>Tagged Characters:</strong>Beautiful Blind Girl<br/><strong> Open to Others?:</strong>All aboard!<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>It would be unfortunate for the blind girl that Aaron was far too practiced in the courtship rituals of American Youths. Sometimes the journalist was a bit surprised that his editors had not picked up on that fact and tried to get him to write a column or god forbid an advice column. On second thought, maybe the fact that his boss did not know how some of the extracurricular activities went was for the best. That would not mean he could not buy a few drinks on the company tab. It was research after all. If anything the editor always appreciated when they collected more information then was needed.<br/><br/>"Dannara," he tried the name out again a bit more slowly then she originally pronounced it. It was not the most common of names but it held a certain beauty to it. His head tilted as he looked over her, it fit her well. Then he gave a quick shrug, "This thing? Oh no it would not really stop it from the picture getting out. After a few run ins with the law and my time along the various war fronts I learned long ago to always have a fail safe for my pictures. Any picture is uploaded to an encrypted store and if the phone is out of contacted I have a nice little website entitled in case of my demise." It had taken Aaron a long time to come up with that particular scheme. Even more so to find someone that could pull it off but ever since his life went a bit sidewise in Afghanistan it had been a requirement for him.<br/><br/>"Your eyes?" there was another quiet shrug. Even if she could not see him it would be present in his voice as he thought. "I am not sure why I should. Would it make you feel better if I get all clammy and uncomfortable? It is obvious that it doesn't slow you down. You do not carry a cane or anything else and yet outside of bumping into me there was no other motion so either you are both very lucky or you can handle yourself. I am going to bet on the latter. Even more so, if I am going to be honest with you I will use this as an excuse to 'guide" he made sure that the air quotes were very noticeable in his voice, "to see if you will let me touch you and then convince you that I can dance on the floor."<br/><br/>There was another quick smile as he let her hand go.<br/>