You have to be at least this tall to pass [Open]
Aug 26, 2018 23:27:20 GMT
Post by Holmes on Aug 26, 2018 23:27:20 GMT
Holmes took a peek from his position, standing on his toes like a child looking for his mother in a big crowd. Muffled music could be heard coming out of that diminutive door that was half in his view, and some glimpses of lights whenever it opened to let someone in. He pondered for a second, settings his eyes in everything surrounding that little door: The queue, the digimon, the guard, the buildings, and specially that advertising. It all made it quite clear. This was the so-called Caritas nightclub, his destination of today.
In reality, he had been following the traces of humans, asking around here and there, and some confidential intel told him that some of them really liked going to nightclubs. And so, excited by this new piece of information that would assist his research on those creatures, he rushed to the first place that came out in his mind. Truthfully, he had never been inside, at least not in this life. And if he did before, he did not remember. Holmes guessed that it probably wasn't the case, since the loud music was already annoying his poor ears, and he did not think he could have changed that much in the course of time.
But, his presence tonight was indispensable! He had to gather as much as he could about humans. The problems relayed there. How would he get in? Just tanking a glace at the digimon that were allowed, and you could't see many Rookies heading inside. Specially not "adorable" looking like he was. Although he didn't want to admit it, his Gatchmon form was not very reassuring. He could always try,, that was true. However, there was the risk that if they did not let him pass, his face would be known and sneaking in would be harder then.
So he just sat there, in a corner, wondering what to do.
In reality, he had been following the traces of humans, asking around here and there, and some confidential intel told him that some of them really liked going to nightclubs. And so, excited by this new piece of information that would assist his research on those creatures, he rushed to the first place that came out in his mind. Truthfully, he had never been inside, at least not in this life. And if he did before, he did not remember. Holmes guessed that it probably wasn't the case, since the loud music was already annoying his poor ears, and he did not think he could have changed that much in the course of time.
But, his presence tonight was indispensable! He had to gather as much as he could about humans. The problems relayed there. How would he get in? Just tanking a glace at the digimon that were allowed, and you could't see many Rookies heading inside. Specially not "adorable" looking like he was. Although he didn't want to admit it, his Gatchmon form was not very reassuring. He could always try,, that was true. However, there was the risk that if they did not let him pass, his face would be known and sneaking in would be harder then.
So he just sat there, in a corner, wondering what to do.