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Cataclysmic Ascendance [S-RANK/MISSION]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 30, 2018 5:03:19 GMT
"Not really a surprise to me. I suppose I should of been a touch more pro-active on getting treatment but... There are some things I couldn't ignore."
Gunther furrowed his brow a little bit and simply gave a nod as she continued to explain out things. That he should be more in bed than not, and that with the stress of the mission he'd have a week. Taking that data sample would give her what she needed, he'd get comfortable and just let her work her magic.
"Most of the resources from aboard Anton are from a mixed batch of people. Terminus, whitewater, luminas even rustport though he doesn't much like the latter. All sorts of private corps too. Anton gets around which is why I picked him. He doesn't divulge information about who he transports or what they do. Especially if they've paid."
There wasn't much for him to add to what she told him about his condition, he would just simply listen. Nodding as she spoke here and there; after all he had a little bit more of a personal window than they did in the long run.
"It's fine. Don't really worry about it. And yes. I will be. It's part of protocol. How many people do you think tried to plant bombs inside of me when I transport dignitaries?"
That aside, Anton wouldn't speak to them until that that landing clearance bit. He had a lot to focus on and many other things needed to be addressed about the flight path.
At the entry hall a small holographic projection of the landing platform that anton would be landing on would be displayed to the right of the door. Many mon's seemed to be bustling around the area but only two were standing on the landing pads on extremities far away from the center. Waving batons for the Aegisdramon to land. Ugly Red letters came up across the display after a few long moments.
"CLOAK DISENGAGED. PRIMARY WEAPON SYSTEMS 'DISABLED'. PRIMARY THRUSTERS SET TO LOW SECONDARY THRUSTERS SET TO LOW MANUVER THRUSTERS ON STANDBY SECONDARY MANUVER THRUSTERS ON STANDBY SECONDARY WEAPON SYSTEMS PRIMED."
"Remember try to keep contact with me to an absolute bare minimum. We don't know if they can piggyback on our transmissions. A physical information drop for the route is possible; if not highly risky. Transmitting the data itself holds risks. I will be making a scheduled stop here in three days with some Icy fate supplies. If you have the information then bring it with some fuel or something supply orientated to make it transition easier. I'll have my drones pick it up from the loading dock. And I think this is where I say "thank you for flying with Anton Airlines""
The Aegisdramon let out a loose chuckle, it wouldn't take too much longer before he'd set down. With a soft somewhat frustrated sound he'd pop up at the entry again. His head looking vastly irritated and seemed to be biting his mechanical lip..
"Unfortunately. Haru and Tawna will not be joining you. Something came up that they could not ignore. For the remainder of this mission it will likely just be the Four of You. Wilt and Elbert don't know this, see if you can inform them so they can adjust any plans they have accordingly. I will be deploying four sets of drones across the island on my departing run, they will be feeding data directly to your digivices of any pertinent information. Good luck."
With that regardless of who was at the entry hall the door would open and the ramp would slide down.
Outside of the Aegisdramon was the bustle one could expect from a busy tradeport. Digimon of all kinds were walking around, all vaccine types seemed to be in more important positions when it came to work while the few virus types seemed to be doing gruntwork more than not. Though there was a few that seemed to be working with the 'higher' ups but they were wearing some form of patch that the 'grunts' were not. A single angel, an Angemon stood with a small clipboard nodding to himself as Anton's drones offloaded supplies.
The structures themselves held a surprisingly medieval sense of design. Thick stone, wood structures doting the landscape. A few pubs and inns dotted the entry to this place. With shops of every kind seemingly lining the streets. Guard patrols were heavy in this neck of the woods but no one nearby went over champion, there were quite a few individuals standing next to what was clearly labeled as an information booth.
Above? Several mechanical flying type digimon patrolled the skies, halting individuals that were flying above the buildings to check their 'clearance'. Everything was incredibly orderly and it wasn't a surprise when an Angewomon approached the group with a clipboard.
"Waived as per gunther's request... I'm allowed to give you Ultimate clearance for market and civilian sectors. In times of duress your clearance only extends to mega. But yours may go to Super mega Sirs."
The Angewomon would hold out a quartet of arm bands, expectingly as though they would take them without much fuss. She looked them over for a brief moment and sighed.
"Any inquiries about increasing your clearance may be extended to administration at the edge of the market district. Clearance requests have a process time of three to four data cycles. A Data cycle is twenty four digital hours. Any questions or concerns may be additionally brought up at the information centers located at the entry, center most point of the market, the edge of the civilian sector and the visitors center outside of the Fortress. If you have any scheduling requirements for Logane, You're in luck his Son Leo is taking requests in the civilian sector. Any supply related inquires may be directed to any supply shop lining the 'green' sector. Any questions?"
The Angewomon looked somewhat bored but after a moment she'd turn to look away. The angemon had yelled something to grab her attention, her feathers shifted and one of her wings moved out of the way to reveal a green-armband for a brief instant.
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Post by Cross on Nov 30, 2018 5:40:07 GMT
"There's always something more important until there isn't and you find yourself dead or in dire straights." Alex murmured, but the entire process went along relatively peacefully. Though the Medic happily helped herself to quite a few of the vaccine data IV's and the nutrients she would need to continue treating Gunther while she was at it.
Icy Fate was in one word impressive albeit the Angewoman's no-nonsense handling of things jogged 'Alex' out of her reverie relatively quickly as the little woman nodded along motioning to Biomon to de-evolve as the Digimon begame a Medicmon in a brief flash of light. Albeit it was clear he wasn't terribly happy about it mumbling all the while about how he was "A medical Digimon designed to fix injuries not cause them." Though Alex was quick to muffle him with a shy smile.
"We understand Ma'am. Thank you for your time. We're just here to get some medical experience is all. If you know of anyone in need of treatment please send them our way. We'll be doing some rounds through the civilian sector later." The Medic was quick to pipe up before falling back in line with the others intent on at least seeing where they would be staying for the night before heading out to gather information and do their rounds. Lest they get themselves lost on the expansive island.
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Post by darkblade on Dec 1, 2018 2:57:54 GMT
It wouldn't take long to settle on their approach... oh? But Haru and Tawna wouldn't be joining them? Luke seemed somewhat concerned, but Iko let it off with a shrug. By the tone, it didn't sound like it was their business.
That luck was met with a nod from the both of them, and the two would soon be making their way through customs. After Cassandra and the Biomon, they would move next in line with the Angewomon, to hear her spiel. Huh... an 'ally' so soon? Luke didn't notice it, but Iko decided to take his chances:
"Well, I dunno. Really, I'm just here to keep an eye on my tamer. Although..." He gave a chuckle. "Perhaps a cute one like you might be able to tell me a good place to see the sun rise?"
That... that was one way to slip in the code, Iko.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2018 3:21:51 GMT
Unfortunately the no nonense way of handling things kept this place safe for a very long time and there was no real way of getting around it. However when the Biomon became a Medicmon the Angewomon furrowed her brow checking over her clip-board once more.
"Hmm. You weren't listed as a medical digimon. Just a partner. My apologies. Medical digimon require special licences to operate in the three sectors. I'll send an inquiry into administration and a guard should find you by the end of the day, with a new armband."
She'd turn her head to the Medic as they spoke about gaining medical experience. She'd pause for a few long moments and furrow her brow quietly taking in the medic for a few long moments.
"The civilian sector has several clinics, you'd have to check there. As for treatment of the general populace..."
The angewomon would flip a few papers over and sign something before tearing the sheet off. Handing it over to the medic after a moment.
"Permission granted for general treatment; you won't need someone oogling over your shoulder until your mon gets their armband. Dispose of this sheet once you have it as it's redundant."
However the human and Wolf? Well the latter did more talking and the angel tilted her head a little bit when called 'cute'. But he then also said the code word; she'd gesture quietly towards where the sunrise would be the following day.
"I could tell you more than just that Sir. However. The best place would be up ontop of the guard wall. It offers a great view on an Icy Sun. It's something that we see somewhat rarely outside of the frozen north. Turns it blue. You might like it. I know I do."
The Angewomon gave a somewhat cheerful smile before turning to being addressed by that Angemon again. He barked something about the offloading being done and she'd wave him away along with the help that he had. She'd start flipping through the papers on the clipboard while mumbling to herself.
"Hmm lets see... Let's see..."
She'd tear off another piece of paper and hand it to Iko before giving them a curt nod. She'd simply walk off of the landing platform to get back to her duties.
Midnight. Room #2, Drunken Wings. Two packages. Be there or I have to burn it.
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Post by Cross on Dec 1, 2018 3:42:54 GMT
"Oh! Thank you Ma'am. I'll be sure to check with the General clinics after we get settled in!" Alex murmured flashing the Angewoman a shy if bright smile as she stepped to the side to wait for the rest of the crew to show them where they would be staying.
"Yes that will ensure things go far more smoothly. It's terribly tedious to get questioned repeatedly over every bandaid and burn ointment you hand out." Troy muttered clearly not liking the idea of being hassled and more the happier to avoid such a potential situation.
"Don't worry Troy we'll grab a bite to eat while we're out. That should cheer you up. Sides they said Leo was handling matters in the civilian sector! I hear he's really cool. We could swing by and see if maybe we could catch a glimpse of him." The Medic offered reaching out to lightly pat the Medicmon on the head in a gentle, but placating manner.
"As long as we can find a place to get a decent cup of tea I think I shall be content." Troy murmured crossing his arms as the pair lingered more then ready to dump their bags and get exploring as one might expect of excited newcomers.
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Post by darkblade on Dec 1, 2018 23:40:24 GMT
Seriously, that worked?
That was more Luke's thought than Iko's, of course. The wolf gave a nod as the Angewomon spoke of an 'Icy Sun', as if affirming the code. "Oh, that sounds just pleasant. Maybe I'll get a chance to see it with you, sometime." He played right along with his act. A few moments later, a bit of her 'work detail' aside, the Ankomon would accept that slip of paper, taking it in his palm before simply giving a short nod towards the angel.
Just like that, the two would be in the city proper - as they turned the corner, he gave a chuckle. "Check it out," Iko showed the written note to Luke. "Got her number."
"You are insufferable, you know that, right?" Shaking his head, the tamer took a brief look at it - unsurprisingly, the wolf already had gotten a good lead on what they needed. Drunken Wings at Midnight, huh? Iko slipped that paper back into his palm, burning it to ash with a small puff of black flame.
"Well, first tings first, we may as well make sure our room is available? That would be..."
"Down and two the left, a hotel just past the market district," Luke nodded. While they were there, they may as well take a quick glance around. Any more 'bands' floating around?
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Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2018 1:30:55 GMT
"Good good, Hopefully they'll get it to you faster Not many good medics around and the doctors are all pretty busy. Maybe Wolf. Maybe."
The angel didn't have much more to say and simply shook her head as she moved off. Honestly she wasn't sure what she should of been expecting from the group she was given. Unfortunately it seemed that this entire venture had already taken a hit... where were the others? Was her information wrong? She'd shoot a glance at the group before getting off to work proper.
Gunther himself was quick to get off of the Aegisdramon, wearing what looked to be an old set of robes to hide his true intentions. He'd look around for a few moments before heading off towards the civilian section proper. He had a few stops to make...
A few mons moved past the group to watch Anton take off. His powerful engines producing quite an updraft that could be felt across the entire area. Anton flew across the entire length of the island, a few glimmering touches here or there as he dropped off those drones he said he would before arching around and flying off into the distance. Without any passengers he didn't have to limit himself on how fast he could go...
As for the city?
Well it yawned open to meet the group as they liked. The immediate area was nothing but shops and helpers for such places. There was that natural buzz of background chatter. There was so much that they could do here, so many places that they could go.
And as for those bands?
Well there were two, somewhat surprising as both of them were vastly different than the other. One was one of those helpers from earlier, An impmon currently carrying a crate while following after a robotic guard. There was a momentary pause as he passed by the group but he'd just shake his head. He wasn't in the position to talk to anyone right now! But he definitely seemed a touch eager with how he was walking.
The second? A Chackmon that was wearing the regalia of the city along with that armband. He was currently talking to a shop owner who was looking less than pleased about whatever he was telling him.
But there was a distinct problem with approaching either. But the ultimate question that could be posed, would either one of them be trustworthy? Was that angel even trustworthy even though she knew the code phrase?
Even so, with so much going on some movement would yield itself to either of the pair. A small waving hand... of a Dracomon-x. He lacked the distinct armband and was standing at the edge of an alleyway but he had gone out of his way to try to get someone's attention. Guards and even civilians seemed to be ignoring him...
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Post by Cross on Dec 14, 2018 4:37:42 GMT
Alex and Troy would beat a leisurely pace away from the dock not even glancing towards either bandanna wearing Digimon though the human did amble towards their hotel at such a pace as to give the Impmon plenty of time to catch up should they wish it. Only pausing to glance up at the Dracomon-X assessing that they didn't appear to be in need of medical attention before deciding to leave them to their mission partner.
Instead the human and Medicmon would follow the given direction towards there hotel where they could check in, drop off their bags, and then head as well towards the civilian district in look of food and maybe a few clinics to visit. All in all it was a simple plan, but Alex rather liked simple. It was harder for things to go catastrophically wrong with simple. Not impossible, but just harder.
Pushing open the door to the inn Alex would offer the Digimon behind the welcome desk a small shy smile before murmuring a soft "Checking-in please if you have rooms ready. We're part of the delegations escort." The little Medic explained only briefly holding the Digimon's gaze before she would glance down demurely and fidget a little with the hem of her shirt while she waited.
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Post by darkblade on Dec 15, 2018 0:53:55 GMT
Well, well - two more bands were easily visible, as Luke and Iko gave their stroll through the market. As much as it might have been beneficial to approach either of them... well, the Impmon was being hounded by his literal robot of a boss, and the Chackmon was laying into a merchant. To suddenly talk to either of them would seem suspicious or out of place to an onlooker, so Iko simply kept on walking, making little more than a mental note of their existence.
The third figure, however, was interesting: no armband, but actively trying to get the attention of someone? It almost looked like someone waving at the side of the road with a dead battery. But, at least it was within reason to talk to him:
"Hm? What's got you down, buddy?" Iko would stop, turning to face the dragon about half his height. Did he need help?
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Post by Deleted on Dec 16, 2018 21:13:10 GMT
The Dracomon-x sighed seeing the human and their partner just give him a glance. So he wouldn't be able to covnerse with these ones could they? Huffing in irritation they'd watch them go. On the other hand they at least got to see some newcomers...
While the impmon itself? Well he WOULD of come with them if he wasn't currently employed, gritting his teeth he'd just sort of fade into the background unable to really get away from his work at the moment. That was the problem with being part of the 'lower' class here.
At the inn however the digimon behind the desk brightened a bit as Alex introduced herself. They'd slowly stand up from their seat, the Gargomon returning that smile for a brief moment. They would pick out a book and open it up looking over a list of names.
"No.. No.. No... No... Ah! Could I see some identification first please? I have names here but with something like that you understand I can't just take you at your word as unlikely as it is that you'd be lying about that. Don't get many humans out here these days even with our ports opening up but! Rules are rules~"
The Dracomon-x blinked a little bit as the other two that had gotten off of the Aegisdramon not only noticed him but came over to him. Well the wolf himself, he wasn't sure exactly if the human was even interested in him. Staring up at the wolf for a moment the Dracomon-x would tilt their head.
"I saw you get off of Anton, passengers that get off of him are usually either really powerful or have a bunch of connections and BOY do I have a deal you're gonna want to hear."
Their voice was rather hushed and it sounded surprisingly feminine. This Dracomon-x leaned a little bit and looked around, they'd pull out an infini-storage and start rummaging through it.
"He's a supply runner for here a lot, but he doesn't take smaller orders unless they're tacked onto bigger ones. Trust me I checked the books in the Mailing office. If you could get him to agree to run some smaller consistent short term runs I could make it worth your while. Most I can do is a 30% cut; or some kind of service or items? Up to you big guy~"
There was a distinct pause as the Dracomon-x pulled out a medium sized envelope. It was addressed to anton and she'd look up at the wolf; showing it to him with a small bit of hesitation before perking up. She had realized the most important part of this.
"Oh! Right. Where are my manners. Gave you the what but not the who. I'm Sapphire, Armor and weapons dealer. Most of the people around here don't want much to do with me personally. Silver tongue as they call it or something like that. I'm just the one that deals with people, rest of my family aren't so talky."
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Post by Cross on Dec 16, 2018 21:38:10 GMT
"It's no problem. I understand." Alex murmured shyly as she fished into her pockets for her ID before handing it over. The little shiny piece of plastic showing the mousy medic's picture smiling a similarly shy smile at the camera the medics green cross emblazoned on her EMS id citing her as Alexandria Tiber.
"I have a digital one too if you need. I uh...I and my partner are registered with the Terminus first responder units." The little medic spoke scuffing her foot lightly against the floor boards as she waited for the Gargomon to check through the books to ensure their room was handy and ready. It wasn't terribly hard after all to register as a first responder once you passed the basic emergency medical test and had the appropriate ID. More importantly it made others less likely to question why you were at the scene of an accident.
"We received the proper medical pass at the docks in lieu of an armband until they can get one too us." The Medicmon grumbled waving the paper to show they were legit in his ire at the entire situation before he stashed it away. He hated his champion form, but it wouldn't do to cause undue panic floating around as a Biomon till he get his armband updated.
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Post by darkblade on Dec 16, 2018 21:56:17 GMT
Oh, a deal?
After his political stint in Whitewater, Iko felt that well-practiced business smirk appearing at the edge of his lips. "Oh? Fire away, I'm up for a deal." At this point, Luke rolled his eyes and approached from behind for Iko, just in time to hear the meat of the offer. So he wanted to employ Anton for some sort of delivery service? At the start, neither Iko nor Luke seemed very much interested or disinterested, simply hearing the deal out. Practically, they wouldn't even be here long enough to see the first payment, so there was no point risking Anton to...
... To...
... Wait. A weapons and armor dealer? Iko played it cool, scratching his chin as he played it like he was considering the offer. "Hm... you know what, I think we can work something out. The name's Wolf, I've been working with Anton for quite a while, so I think I can put in a good word for you." And with that, Iko would borrow the communication device from Luke - and send this first message back to Anton.
You have a business proposal coming in. It would be helpful to all parties if you agreed.
With that, he'd scribble a note to Sapphire - a direct comm-line to directly ask the request to Anton himself.
"Sorry, can't stick around for more than a second. Anton's going to be working us to the bone as it is. Take it easy, Sapphire." And with that, Luke and Iko would be on their way.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 16, 2018 22:16:13 GMT
The gargomon looked rather relieved when the human agreed to show her Identification. Blinking quietly at the unfamiliar human before taking it carefully in his hands. The gargomon here didn't have the big honking guns strapped to his arms, after all what need did he have for them here? Tutting to himself he'd shake his head and hand it back.
"Nono, it's fine. We recognize human ID's, we know they can be easy to forge and such but we'll be checking that name with the registration. If we find out differently trust me you'll know first thing."
The gargomon sighed a little bit and tapped the book in front of him, furrowing their brow at the mention of the medical pass. He'd lean to look at the paper with an honest to god look of surprise on his face.
"Pardon my language for this one. No shit? We could use a medic to sort of wade through the civilian sector. Doctor's are up their own asses with work. Lots of accidents and smaller things they can't get to. Logane's been workin on getting a proper hospital up for everyone but he's waiting on supplies that'll be comin in like..."
The gargomon leaned to pick up a newspaper and flicked through it a few times huffing as he found the article.
"Three days? We've got deliveries from six different cargo carriers bringing them in. I'm surprised they posted this sort of thing in the paper, usually try to keep it hush hush for development's sake. Lots of folks questioning why we never had one in the first place too... Anyhow. The medical process is very quick, trust me when I say this you'll be back to whatever form you need within reason for it. Lord knows it took my cousin forever to get his but they're good about visitors!"
Sapphire blinked and tilted her head a little bit as the human approached. She'd lean quietly to give him a small friendly wave. Then she'd perk up drastically when Iko said that they could work something out, almost looking as though she was about to say something but the wolf spoke pretty quickly.
"Oh! Thank you Mr. Wolf! Uh- Oh!"
The Dracomon-x looked surprised at getting handed that note; a direct comm-line... To anton himself. She'd hold it for a moment, looking surprised and simply would store it in her infini-storage.
"Oh! I understand uhm! Good luck Mr. Wolf! If you need anything else just look me up in the market district! Drac Arms is the store name! Thank you very very very very very much!"
She'd call out practically giddy. She'd have to tell her family this! It wouldn't even take a few moments for the digimon to scurry off; this day was looking better already!
Hmm?
Anton shifted his head a little bit from the fueling station as that message came in to him. A business proposal? What sort of business proposal would be good for him? He'd send one back quickly, glancing at the few aircraft types that were taking off heading their own way. He still had a good few hours before whitewater and all the supplies he would be picking up. He'd send back a message quickly to the pair figuring that they wouldn't just lie to him.
Name of who I'm going to be dealing? I'll agree to it if that's the case but... Please tell me you didn't make any ludicrous promises?
There was a resigned note in that and the Aegisdramon blinked a few times as he was given the go-ahead to depart the fueling station. With a grunt he'd detach from the flying fuel depot and make his way to whitewater proper. If he was lucky maybe he could shave a few hours off his flight time...
There wasn't any more individuals wearing green bands within the sight of either party. The gargomon was the only individual in the lobby of the inn and the few mon's of note that Iko or luke would immediately see were guards. The merchant sector and civilian sector had quite the active populace however. It wouldn't take much in the way of finding something or someone that they needed.
Even ones that they didn't need.
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Post by Cross on Dec 16, 2018 22:33:51 GMT
"That is the plan." Troy grumbled rather sulkily, but seemingly pacified for the moment as Alex patted his head lightly before offering a slightly more confident if no less demure smile to the Gargomon.
"What my partner means is that we're here on a field experience leave. So while it's sad to hear you guys are so strapped for Doctors I guess that's good news for us. Since we were planning to do a sweep through the civilian district." Alex explained voice soft, "So if you know of anyone that needs treatment please feel free to send them our way." The little Medic offered as a way to politely end the conversation once the Gargomon had found and given them their room key and number. Waving to the innkeeper the pair ambled their way up the stairs unlocking their door before entering their room. Finding it to be of rather simple, but nice fair as the pair dumped their bags on the beds. Sitting down on her own bed Alex made as though to pen a note, when in fact she quietly requested Troy to scan the room through their link. The Medicmon's scanners were more made for healing then searching, but in this case would likely do in a pinch.
Not that they intended to give anyone any reason to be suspicious of them as 'Troy' carefully fanned out his scanners doing a brief sweep of the room and bathroom for any bugs or cameras. Hopefully they were too low on the totem pole to be considered worth the effort of spying on other then a potential tail when they moved through the city.
Jegan 'Troy' used Bio scan on the room and bathroom -Bio Scan: Equipped with short range incredibly powerful scanners Medicmon is capable of scanning a Digimon or human reading through their biological signs, data, and dna for anomalies or illnesses allowing him to safely identify them for treatment. May be used on one patient per turn and cannot take accurate readings beyond twenty-five feet. -Uplink: Jegan is capable of linking with Cassandra's D-terminal to send her information whether she is in the human or digital world. Allowing her to access and examine any data his scanners have picked up.
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Post by darkblade on Dec 18, 2018 0:52:08 GMT
"Mm? Maybe I'll drop by!"
With that, a nod, and a casual wave, Luke and Iko would easily make their way across the rest of the market district. This was more of a lucky pick-up, though feeling the device vibrate back in his palm, Iko would type back to Anton:
Technically, I haven't promised anything. Its a Dracomon named Sapphire - all I ask is that we are able to 'inspect the stock'. Iko was purposefully vague, but confident that Anton would understand his intent. Still, it wouldn't take long for Luke and Iko to reach that inn, and follow the simple process of checking in. Presumably, there would be a room number and a key - just some place for them to throw their bags. It was just clothes and nonessential, of course - anything critical, Luke kept on his person. On their way out, Iko would briefly spy 'Troy' and the medic, giving a casual wave in the hall.
"Ah, you two got stuck up on the same floor as us?" The Ankomon kept a casual tone, offering a hand-shake to the tamer - with which he would pass the spare key to their own room to the medic. Might as well be thorough in the scan, right? "Guess we'll catch ya later on tonight. We're going to just hit up the market district a bit more, for today."
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