Beach Day [Kan]

It had been a good long time since the pair had stepped into whitewater; in fact kan couldn't really remember what they had done here. It wasn't really that important to the shopkeep; he'd shrug and shift his gaze towards Gretal who was trotting towards the beach. It was for the most part their "day" off; they didn't really have anything that needed to be done immediately so his wife decided that they should do something that wasn't business related.

She wanted to relax somewhere warm, and he didn't really care where they went so there wasn't much arguing when she decided on the beach as their destination. Kan found himself brought back to reality when he felt sand slip into his sandals. Gretal was already setting up an umbrella and towel [the latter of which was frankly undersized for the massive digimon].

He glanced around noting that there were quite a few people; not a crazy amount mind you but certainly more than what he was expecting. Taking a seat pretty close to where gretal was getting set up he decided to mess around with the sand just a bit. He didn't really get the opportunity to go to the beach very often; so he still had to get used to feeling the sand against his skin.

"When was the last time you went to the beach anyways?

"Recreational? Never. Business related? Once or twice maybe. Always wearing shoes so I never really got to feel the sand."

"You really lived a sheltered life didn't yah Kan? Next thing you're gonna tell me is you don't know how to swim!"

"........"

"....Wait really?"

"Yeah; never really had a reason as to why I needed to learn."

"You know we're gonna have to try to swim later..."

"Oh jeez..."

Kan didn't really know what he should be doing at the beach; he never really had went and had only heard small tidbits from customers every now and again. He looked absolutely out of sorts; trying to at least make due with the stuff in his general area. Then again he was just messing around with sand; it was nothing serious all considering.

To say the least he wasn't paying attention when Gretal was tripped over; the latter of which let out a soft chuckle when the smaller digimon tripped over her feet. She'd shift just a bit; moving from a standing position to more of a kneeling one.

"That's all right; good thing we're at the beach eh? Might of been a nasty tumble otherwise.

She'd follow where the smaller digimon pointed; noting that indeed there was nothing there. Considering that they could of kicked it up or... Gretal looked about her immediate area with a soft hum. It was very possible that she had kicked it by accident or that her husband had moved it or was even using it at the moment; though the latter she doubted.

"Seashell eh? My husband there probably moved it or I might of kicked it by mistake. Kan dear; did you move anything before getting settled in?"

"No I pretty much sat right down, why?"

"This little one is looking for a seashell that was over by us."

The human would blink and turn just a little bit; eyes sliding to the other digimon.

"It might be under your towel. I don't really recall seeing a shell near us when I sat down. What color was it?"

Snorting softly the GarurumonX moved her towel out of the way; unsure if she actually had set the towel down on the shell or not...

"No harm done really!"

she'd chuckle softly shifting just a little bit so the towel was out of the way completely so they could easily grab the shell. It was always a little odd meeting people in the digital world. They were either really friendly or kind of recluses in her experience. She was grateful for the fact she was dealing with the former.

"That was pretty simple."

"Oh hush you. You're welcome."

The WereGarurumon X looked a bit surprised from the attempted hug, considering their sizes the best the larger digimon could manage was a simple back pat with one of her hands. She certainly had to be fairly careful considering the claws she was working with. Not even a moment sooner and she was greeted with the appearance of what was no doubt the digimon's partner. Though rather speak as she was expecting; she instead was passed a note.

Today was a bunch of firsts it seemed.

She'd read over the note; thankful that there wasn't a language barrier preventing her from reading. Some digimon didn't bother educating themselves but they honestly never got as far as those that did. She'd give a brief smile and hand the note back.

"Not too much no, we hadn't quite gotten settled in. My name is Gretal, Surname of Hannibal. This is my husband Uric Kan."

She'd gesture over at kan who gave a polite nod. He certainly looked out of place with how pale the man was. Like he hadn't gotten much sun in the least bit.

"A pleasure."

Kan wasn't really sure what he should say; he kind of felt a little on the side of things but that was to be expected seeing as how sociable Gretal could be when not on the job.

"Certainly a good day to come to the beach No?"

She'd inquire setting her towel down; she was certainly more into this day off than her husband was who was struggling to enjoy himself.

The Shopkeeper certainly felt like he was the odd man out; he certainly knew this youth was probably just here to relax. That's what people came to beaches for in the first place after all. They didn't need to make small worries from something like this; so likely this would be a quick conversation wouldn't it?

He was more surprised that they weren't talking; taking time to write out something instead. Was there a restriction on their vocal abilities? Or perhaps was it just something out of comfort? Curiosity certainly seemed to be in bundles as Gretal continued to chat with them.

"Oh it's no problem, Didn't require me to do all too much. I wasn't even settled in yet hah!"

A hearty chuckle and the shopkeeper cam over with a brief shake of the head. Gretal flashing him the note briefly so he wasn't left out of the loop.

"She saw it ideal to drag me out here."

"well lounging around in a shop that isn't doing any business currently isn't exactly relaxing. So. I'd like to think we'll enjoy the day as it passes, so far it's just been a bit of travel! What about yourself?"

"Considering that the beach is popular with the younger generation wouldn't be surprised if she had been here all day."

"We would of been here all day too if someone didn't drag their feet..."

The digimon tutted and gave a small grin to the smaller digimon. She could of been mean about it; but what purpose would that really serve were she to? A soft shrug and she turned her attention to the note that was no doubt forthcoming. Her eyebrows shot up and she snorted before passing it to kan.

"I suppose so, well I'm glad we found it; imagine if I had sat down?"

Kan read over the note with at first what seemed to be mild curiosity; it shifted to surprise when it mentioned the potential business associates. He'd rub the back of his neck; unsure if he should bring up the illegal aspects at first. But a firm look from Gretal made him fairly certain that he would leave that out for the time being.

"I run the majority of the business, it's a small repair shop that focuses primarily on cars or computers... or anything really associated with either of them. I also sell some minor tidbits of technology/

He'd shift slightly and frown just a little bit.

"Though I can also build things, make repairs to things outside of those two areas. All I really need is the blueprints of the object in question.Which makes people stop by more often than not."

Kan didn't seem to mind talking about business even if was their day off either.

"Could be bigger if you weren't a stickler about details..."

"Oh hush...."

The two shared another look; she didn't care for doing business on off hours. But at the same time she understood that in order to get anywhere you had to be open. Giving what amounted to an "I'm sorry" the shopkeep rubbed his head and considered something. It didn't hurt to be honest about ventures. He didn't really have the resources to do much and had been out of practice as far as creation went for a while. But that sort of thing for him? Was like riding a bike.

Gretal was the one to take the note again; acting as a middle man. She didn't want to get left out of the conversation; especially if she could answer certain things. That and of course she didn't want to have to bother him later about what the notes had said. She'd hand it over to him after a brief scan; her curiosity abated for the meantime.

Kan looked mildly pleased and gave a firm nod.

"All I got is year old stuff that's been gathering dust in my upstairs. It wouldn't be fair to either of us if I used that. So it'd of course have to be something new."

Gretal got what looked like to be a rather predatory grin before settling down; tugging on the brim of her hat.

"This man can move mountains if you give him some time and a wrench. Though I spose a date would be needed no?"

The shopkeep chuckled and shook his head.

"That and I suppose; a general show of talent isn't what you're looking for. An example is all and good.. but being specific will help the both of us."

"...what happened to relaxing Kan?

"Well we're at the beach, I'm sitting in the sand and reading what She's passing me. It's a nice day and I'd like to think we're enjoying ourselves. So Ms. Yuu, what are you looking for?"

Kan tilted his head just a little bit; watching the youth take her time writing something. It certainly was going to be longer than what she had written before; he'd find it rude to try to see what she was writing so he simply just waited. Gretal was now making herself comfortable on her towel, taking great care to avoid having her fur touch the sand. After all if it got in her fur; it'd take forever to get out of there too.

He'd of course accept the note as it was handed to him; reading it over a few times. He'd grow thoughtful; his hand rubbing the back of his head yet again. Shifting in the sand he'd get a little more comfortable; seeming fairly eager for so little information given.

"it can range from simple to vastly complex, the latter of course would take longer."

He looked a little concerned that there wasn't a deadline, if that was the case he could take forever and not get anywhere.

"Something small, a reverse engineering... I can assume that it's a digitally based machine of some form. Is it here in the digital or did you take it back to the real?"

Yet another pause and the shopkeeper rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"It'll take some time that much can be certain; but I think I might have a few ideas as to how to start. If experts in machinery have said that the task is too daunting; I'd assume that they didn't make much headway?"

His tone would take a more serious one.

"I'm up for it; however I will assume that any research and any schematics I gleam from this will be at your organization's behest.

"You'll still need to give them an example you know."

"That comes later, if anything the customer has priority over personal affairs."

"I'll make sure you sleep; you're not pulling a couple of all nighters on a hunch again."

"......I'll just put a bed in the workshop."

"Ohoho, you think that'll pacify me again you're dead wrong dear."

Kan would let out a sigh and shake his head; a almost happy look on his face.

"I suppose the next question I should ask; is when should I get started and where?"