Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140324180444/@comment-24296957-20140508195025

Amet shot a look of confusion at Shiro, but then realized he had his aura up since this morning. He looked at his arms, the burnt orange still blazing away. Amet's aura faded as he began to explain to Shiro.

"Heh, guess you're right.  Well," Amet gazed up into the sky, the wind rustling his hair, "aura is a manifesation of the soul that can be exercised.  Some aren't born with much, some are born with massive amounts.  I guess i'm just one of those massive amounts occasions.

"It's second nature to me," Amet continued, "to have my aura up at all times.  It goes well with my semblance.  I realized that when..." Amet's voice trailed off. He didn't like to bring up his past. The boy cleared his throat and continued. "When I was young.  And I've been running it all the time ever since, mostly in perception, offense, and defense.  Those are my forte."

He turned to Shiro. "Ready to head out, then?"