Place by the hearth [FIN]

Ban didn't seem to really be surprised by the sudden appearance of K while Dante seemed maybe mildly taken back. It's likely the both of them had seen something simular before; though with the way that the wormmon spoke next it seemed that it was capable of a much higher digivolution than what it currently was relishing some sushi in. She'd quirk a brow at the following explanation that the wormmon provideded.

A Piedmon? Either they're a good liar or I have someone very powerful in the front of my inn. If they caused trouble I don't think canton could even stop them.

It had been a while since she felt this level of nervousness; she'd much rather not have something of that tier in the Inn actively but didn't mind if they were of a lower level. She personally really hoped that something didn't happen to force this one up to that tier if it still could manage it. At the mention of the forging a new empire however she ended up chuckling; shaking her head and tucking the platter that had once held their food under her arm.

"By the sounds of it, you were pretty powerful. But empires nowdays don't last too long with how many folks are actively running around. Might have a bit of a struggle for it; if you can manage at least."

At the mention of doing something stupid and reckless she shook her head. Her inn could survive a pretty good beating. A champion would likely have an easier time messing up her inn, taking down a few walls and even making a mess of the entire thing before they'd deal with it. Though anything really higher would absolutely wreck the place. Ultimate would be a struggle and if a mega strode in with the desire of destruction? Well she might have to start from scratch. The nervousness was pushed aside and she managed a small smile.

"I appreciate the concern Sir, But there shouldn't really be a reason to need to digivolve here. It's primarily a safe location; though I'd like to admit you're the first pair that have stepped in here to talk about their own digivolution potential at such a high level than those that have come in before. Most people tend to talk about others and happenings as you can imagine."

The innkeeper K seems concerned with having such a powerful Digimon inside her inn. Ban continued to lecture the Worm King about the dangers of being a power hungry war monger. Eventually Wormmon gets tired of people thinking differently of him, now that he can reach Mega. "I'm fed up with being treated like a threat! We should be celebrating how far Dante and I have come in our training! Even at Champion and Ultimate I'm more powerful than ever, and I'm the one baddies like Myrgamon and Malice check for under their freaking beds!"

Clearly Wormmon isn't thrilled with being an unintentional menace. "And as for my coming out battle, I never really lost control. Only wanted to test out my magic." Wormmon takes a few bites from his lasagna burger. "I think what Wormmon is trying to say, that he's not a threat. He's never broken anything around the house, except multiple gaming consoles." K didn't have to worry. Ban was acting very high and mighty, for a rookie level. He carries himself like a Mega already.

Meanwhile, Dante has other things on his mind. It seems like lately, more and more things have been going wrong, and there's been so many adventures lately, even on his off days he ends up roped into some kind of crazy catastrophe. It wasn't long ago that they returned from the land of Rabbilot, and Wormmon reaching Mega the time they met Ban only complicated things. Add in DATS shutting down right after he joined, all that added stress distracted Dante from life's priorities. Then again, who needs college and a job if your partner is a Mega level Digimon, and your best friend owns an ice cream factory?

Ban simply relaxed his body, "You must be cautious, nontheless, your strength is irrevelant without control.", he said, before nodding at K, "Yes, balance, balance is the key to true strength, you must balance your ambition with your strength, your arrogance, your personality, all of these become more difficult to balance as you gain strength, as there is somewhat of a learning curve. If you lose balance, one of your traits will overwhelm the rest, inevitably leading to your doom." He casually explained, "At least... That's the best explanation I have for the surplus of feral beast digimon that exist out in the world." He shrugged, "They were either subjected to unfair circumstances or they let one of these traits get the better of them."

"You sound like a Monk Sir, reminds me of a few more pious digimon but without that air of... Absolution? You sound like you can make changes if needed."

She'd shake her head and give ban an apologetic smile. She'd raise her brows ever so slightly when she couldn't help but feel that the wormmon was being incredibly sarcastic. But being a hostess she had to abide by the fact that there would be times like that. Just a natural way of talking she presumed and she didn't really think much more about it.

"Defectors? I've never heard of them. DATS however? I didn't know that they shut down, I heard that they were struggling with membership but that was about it. It takes a while for information to get out here. Maybe you should sir, there are likely other like minded individuals that'll be willing to work with you. That and I imagine other humans often follow the same path of logical thinking. At least in my experience with them."

She'd tilt her head ever so slightly at the mention of mutiple people; eyeing the drinks and food that were being easily devoured. She'd sigh softly and shake her head; that smile still plastered on her face. If this wormmon was saying that people were super tough, she'd have to take their word for it. She didn't feel as though this one was much of a liar with how things had been stripped bare.

"Justice huh? An incredibly dangerous concept used by many people thinking their doing the right thing, is your justice something that the innocent can get behind? Or is something darker that eventually leads to oppression? Think carefully before choosing that particular word. Unfortunately Destruction and Justice go hand in hand. Because those that are just, believe in their justice so firmly that they're willing to destroy. At least in my experience with 'true justice'."

Wormmon gobbles up his sushi, and lays down on the table. "Dang, I can't remember the last time anything tasted that good." "Yes, it was a delightful meal." The gang continues talking about justice, and the dangers of turning to violence for your cause. "I would have to agree, you don't cross the line. True justice. You know, Wormmon and I had an experience like that not too long ago. The knight commander Arcanamon went so far to uphold justice that she almost killed our friend..."

It was hard not to think about what happened. Both the knights and the mages felt that their actions were justified. And in the end, even though they stopped the high sorceress Myrgamon, Wizardmon, Dante's enemy, turned ally, friend, and teacher, was lost forever. Dante thinks back to all the battles they have gotten into since he became a tamer, and the frightening foes they faced. Most of them fought to fuel their own desires, some fought for revenge, but most either felt justified, or didn't care if they were doing bad things. "I don't think anybody is without fault. We've all messed up before, and have been selfish. But if you fight for your family and friends, and do what is right, there is justice in that."

Wormmon rolls over on his belly, and lets out a long sigh. "Ooooooh now I need a nap. And then some video game time." "I guess we should rent a room shortly. I don't think there's going to be any video games tonight, little buddy." "Oh, but Dante! If I don't play video games all night, then, then... I'm going to start going crazy. Ya, that's right. I'll get all freaky and digivolve to Lilithmon, and reign hellfire down upon the peasants! Whuh hu hu ha ha ha ha haaaaa!" Dante take a sip from his glass. "Ya I'm not buying it. You just want to play video games." "No, really! I'll like, ugh, turn Ban into a frog! And stack all the tables and chairs into a cool fort."

Despite Wormmon's boastful claims, he's usually not lying. He must really believe his own hype. However, here he was lying. Dante is also feeling full and tired. He's surprised Ban did not want to order anything. The food and service here has been quite good. Apparently he is a wandering warrior. Where is he from? Does he harbor his own internal conflicts? Rest assured a Rookie wouldn't be much of a threat if they did try to cause trouble, but that kind of behavior didn't seem to be Elecmon's style. "Alright, Dante. I'm going to need you to carry me to the room now. I've been feeling kinda nasty ever since we had those chili dogs earlier." "You have been working hard lately. When we get home, I'll let you play games for the whole night." "But I want NEW video games, Dante! They're NEWWWWWW! Not like those lame old video games you've got." "Super Donkey Fighter Ultimate Edition isn't lame!"

Video games? That was new, he hasn't heard of such things, "Video games, that sounds fascinating... Perhaps you could teach me some time?" He asked, trying to catch Wormmon's attention through his tired rambling, "Just from the name it sounds fascinating... are there perhaps strategy-based games? Like chess?" He asked, showing a minor vulnerability such as lacking knowledge on this video game was indeed a good chance to get to know the inner workings of this pair, what exactly keeps the two running, just from watching them interact some more. Either way, he shrugged, still lost as to what donkey fighting had to do with games, it seemed humans have many interesting customs he was unfamiliar with, and he was indeed eager to learn, he turned to K, "While I'm sure a room would be lovely, I'm afraid relaxing would slow down my goal of sharpening my body and my spirit to the steel of my prime, and I am somewhat paranoid that taking a relaxing sleep could be disastrous for the training I have set for myself," He apologized, bowing his head, momentarily, "I will simply see if I can wait out this storm, if I can't then I shall take a room, I promise."

"No Fret sir, my Inn is open to those who need it wether or not they intend to stay for the night or leave once a bad storm hits. Couldn't tell you how many people traveling through here use it just for a meal before moving on."

K would chuckle a bit, the Elecmon didn't really have to apologize. She was here to provide a service for the most part wether or not they needed it. She'd raise her eyebrows just a little bit when Dante answered what kind of room they would take. She'd give them a small nod; it made sense but as it was she was supposed to tell them this sort of thing. If she pushed it too much it'd of course leave a bad taste in people's mouthes.

"It can be a good way to pass time I've been told, haven't really had much in the way of time to take a gander of them myself."

K ran a pretty decent business but as far as video games were concerned there was very little point for her to play them or even to have them in her rooms. Youth didn't ussually travel this far without some mode of entertainment or at all. It was too dangerous for them to wander most of the time and what would her more constant customers say about any potentional noise?

"Of course sir."

The renamon would turn briskly on her heel, going over to the counter and putting the platter down. She'd reach over said counter and pick up what looked to be some kind of pad, tapping on it twice before coming back over to the table. She'd tap the pad a few times, adding what looked like to be the meal and room together before tutting softly.

"Two drinks: Twenty bits, Sushi with cheese and two lasagna burgers: One hundred and fifty bits, a middle tier room: two hundred bits. Towels of course are complimentary as were the refills. Your total is 370 bits sir. We've got a working laundry machine pair, so if you desire we can wash your clothing and have it folded outside your door for when you wake."

She'd hold the pad flat before popping out the image of the numbers before swiping her hand across the pad. The numbers floating next to the names in question. It was an older model that she honestly often forgot about; but it usually made customers a little happier to see something like this when she did recall the item.

"if you have any questions about the room or the Inn, please feel free to ask them."