Mechanical Efficiency [Plot; 1/1] Jun 3, 2018 18:22:21 GMT
Post by D-Reaper Scout on Jun 3, 2018 18:22:21 GMT
The bravado regarding the Shademon was largely ignored by the spirit wielder - he honestly had his hands full with the twins in front of him, both of which had a very good reason to have an issue with the spirit wielder. He wasn't daft, making his best attempt to say, or even act, in any way that might draw their ire. The Duramon's comment, however, raised the spirit user's brow.
"Eat? I was referring to the Gatling Gun that Machinedramon hides in its helmet." To that grouch, he couldn't help but give a chuckle, burying his head in his palm. "Seriously, I didn't even think those types ate at all." And even if they did, a power plant would probably be a far better grazing ground than a metallic bladed monster, right?
Looking over his shoulder as Cassandra's shadow fell upon him, the spirit wielder gave a shrug. "Far as I could tell, this was organized as a contest. I remember seeing some sort of pink flash streak above as I sighted my target... honestly, I couldn't even tell you if the statue was still there or not."
As Cassandra asked Zaku to locate the Icemon, the spirit wielder cracked his neck, before pointing - about ten meters away from where the ice-rock Digimon was buried under the ice. Almost as if on cue, the Icemon's hand broke through the surface, having sensed the vibrations above ceasing about a minute prior.
"Ugh... call this a day..."
"Hmph." Regardless of sighting his target again, the spirit wielder turned to leave, stowing his device back into his pocket. As that question echoed out, though, he held up, and looked over his shoulder.
"Ken." His response was short - and, obviously, he held back his surname. "And I take it you're this.... 'Oyabun'?"