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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2020 2:02:59 GMT
To any but he, this price for such a piece would have been ridiculous. Sold by some kind of master craftsman out of luminas. Claiming that within lay a warrior without equal. Without peer. But to galaxmos the question arose of… well how did this warrior come to be captured? It was likely misfortune in his case, an idle hand for all of a moment.
That being said he did his research, finding the scope and the power that the amulet held over whomever was inside. It was a particularly vexing enchantment to those that he brought to study it. Some claiming it couldn’t be done; others wondering how it was done… and even some admitting their own powers weren’t enough to break it.
Until one day, a mon from outside of terminus was brought to him. She weaved her spells, danced in the moonlight to the spirits and brought time and time again the callings of those from within. Eventually she ascertained that the enchantment was closely tied to the warrior within.
In essence he was the one powering the enchantment as well as the physical portion of the amulet acting as the catalyst for the whole thing. Which meant ot galaxmos in order to break the individual out… He’d have to break the amulet somehow. Or at least break the connection.
Thanking her for her time, the Faintwraithmon sent her away. Many bits richer and a gentle reminder she was always welcome in his hold. But for now? His attention turned to the amulet that sat in one of his many guest rooms. The doors were locked tight and his many servants had been sent away.
He wasn’t going to risk their safety over something he wanted to do. So running his hands over the fox amulet he peered into the blue eyes that greeted him. Wondering if it was the warrior within’s or… Just the design.
”A full month of research and this is the most I can do. Bits well spent I would say.”
Concentrating on his power the digimon felt the amulet shift. Galaxmos held a special touch over the digital world; many of his abilities were strange and many of them were something many shouldn’t see. But the most powerful of them all allowed him to create a breach in the fabric of space.
It was just a matter of being accurate with this breach; accurate in the way of separating the physical and metaphysical. In this case, he was creating a breach between the warrior, the physical space of the amulet and the enchantment. With each segment broken apart from one another the powerful enchantment would shatter…
Which would cause the amulet to pulse over and over again… Releasing it’s charge onto the table and causing galaxmos to take a step back. What he was greeted with was not what he was fully expecting… but it definitely wasn’t something he minded seeing.
Many of his maids were renamon, Vivi his prime assistant was also a renamon without equal when it came to running things. Seeing the one in front of him… he knew without a doubt this one was a male. Very rare when it came to that particular species…
”Awake? Alive? My good sir… you’ve been sealed away for quite some time. Do you remember your name?”
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Post by Sinn on Sept 20, 2020 2:20:25 GMT
Darkness. This was all the fox could see as he was unable to do anything in an endless void. He had remembered a Piedmon who bested him by simply using an ancient enchantment used to seal away powerful Digimon. It was simple, but it was very effective. Kajunemon could not pull himself from the Amulet that dared mock his likeness, a simple fox face over the many jewels that decorated it. His concept of time was lost and his mind was adrift... only thinking about how long he had to stare at the nothingness in front of him. Alone with his thoughts. He thought the madness would never end.
But one day he felt as if something, or someone, was staring at him. Like the feeling of being watched from someone who wasn't there. He simply figured it was his mind finally starting to break until he saw the Digimon staring into his prison and he stared back. Time and time again he kept seeing this Digimon until he felt as if he had pulled a mask off his face, and the air became clear. From the Amulet stood a large, golden fox with a sheathed red and black blade. His black ears shifting forward as he heard the familiar Digimon speak to him... but was he friend or foe? He could hear the rumblings of others outside his prison, they meant to enslave him.
The Fox warrior stood up from the table and glared at this Digimon, this... owner of his prison. He drew his sword at blinding speed and held it low, "Who are you?" he as watched his movements carefully. The creature in front of him was best to take care with his actions and words, he was, afterall, a caged fox.
Animals always fought their strongest when caged.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2020 2:29:10 GMT
The Faintwraithmon had erred.
That much was obvious when the absolutely stunning digimon that was kajunemon stood in front of him. Golden fur, a sheathed black and red blade. His eyes soaked in every fiber of this being, every single curve and every single definitive locale of this creature. He’d look to the amulet; blinking and wondering if this amulet truly meant to hold them tight. But he’d flick his ears at the other. Looking up to find the blade pointed at him.
”Galaxmos. One of the high lords of Terminus and the one who broke you out of this amulet.”
He’d look down to the amulet and hold it up to the other, even going so far as to gently bump the tip of that amulet against the sword. It was an offer to break the item if he so wished. The digimon didn’t much care on that regard; his eys shifted down to the table and he’d motion off to one side…
”And if I may ask, who am I speaking with? And could you step off my table? It isn’t suited to holding someone of your mighty stature.”
He had to admit, he wasn’t anticipating an individual within this amulet to be super mega of all things. He had only felt that power once or twice before and both of them from a distance. But there was no mistaking it… A being of immense power had literally appeared in his grasp and he’d gently shift. Tapping at his intercom.
”Vivi darling could you prepare some food? We have a guest that no doubt is hungry.”
He made assumptions that being stuck in such a form for so long that the other would need food; vivi would be quick about it but she would know not to enter the room. Instead she’d just send what amounted to a feast through the pulley system to the room… a little ding coming from the other side if viktor decided to stay long enough.
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Post by Sinn on Sept 20, 2020 2:43:41 GMT
Galaxamos? High Lord of Terminus? How long was he out? The Fox took the amulet from the Champion and held it in his hand, it was sturdy, likely had to be strong enough to contain him, so every effort made to break it was likely not a valid one. But he had broken the enchantment and freed him? How was that possible? He didn't feel like a powerful Digimon as he was... unless he was hiding power himself. Kajunemon knew of the Lords in Terminus, and but he had never heard of this one. This could be a trap... or it was just someone legitimately trying to help. He'd have to get a better understanding of where... and when he was,
"It is Sunday, March the Eighth, yes?" he asked, examining this Galaxmos a bit closer, the amulet still held tightly in his palm. He did as asked and stepped off the table, stretching his back and neck, then sheathing his sword to show he had no intentions of attacking Galaxmos unprovoked.
He spoke of food. Kajunemon winced as he stomach reminded him it had been sometime since they had eaten properly. Not just from the Amulet's binding him, but from the fight from before he was captured. A good meal would give him the energy he needed to clear this... confusion from his mind. Being locked away for as long as he was, it was a surprise his mind was intact at all! The doubt was still there, so he continued to glance around and watch and when he spoke again, he turned his attention to Galaxmos, who he watched carefully;
"You are staring at me. Have you never seen one of my kind?" he asked, adjusting his pauldron and bandages around his midsection. "I am the Ronin of the Skies, a name given to me as an insult from my past superiors." he said, not giving the Galaxmos a chance to respond properly. He nearly jumped from the ding of the bell as he watched the food come into the room via a trolley. He wasn't sure yet, and looked down at the Amulet, "I could feel others trying to destroy this. I do not blame them. A powerful warrior is a risky threat. But it's at the level of a Super Mega. How did you break this enchantment?" he asked, pointing the Amulet at Galaxmos.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2020 2:54:06 GMT
Galaxmos relinquished the amulet without a word, watching the other with plain curiosity evident on his face. The mon wasn’t powerful in the same way as the super mega in front of him. But he was smart and powerful enough to know where things needed to be. The lords of terminus were for a good reason behind him being part of their circle. Even if it wasn’t the one that was properly controlling the city. Hearing his question the mon could only guess that the other had been imprisoned around that time.
”Nay. The human world entered it’s ninth month nearly twenty days ago. It’s currently Saturday, September nineteenth.”
The faintwraithmon would pull out a tablet, offering it to the warrior so they could see he wasn’t lying. He’d tilt his head, noting that the other was indeed hungry. He must not have had anything to eat for a long long time…
”I have not. The only words of warriors I get are from news pamphlets from out of city. Ronin of the skies huh? Sounds like something the high lords of luminas would give you. I suppose from their old regime?”
The faintwraithmon noted the look from the kajunemon, nodding to them and gesturing to the food on the trolley. He was hungry, there was food. Galaxmos would eat later or whenever he really felt like it. He’d raise his eyebrow after a moment.
”The others would be the various researchers I hired to inspect the amulet and the enchantment. Less destroy and more try to understand them.”
He’d pause and look to the amulet; he had been in right when it came to the level of the enchantment but the digimon would let out a soft laugh. Moving to take a seat in one of the many comfortable looking chairs.
”One of my abilities allows for me to create breaks in the fabric of space. Reality as it is; I simply broke the fabric between you, the amulet and the enchantment. Without it’s power source the amulet could no longer hold the enchantment and without the enchantment you were to be freed. If I had known that you had been in there for so long I would have done my work quicker. But unfortunately it required a lot of preparation.”
Galaxmos gave a small shrug, tapping his fingers on the table. He wasn’t exactly sure how he had managed either without breaking the warrior into pieces. He had heard of tales of a strong warrior from luminas being cast out… Was this really him?
”So your name is Ronin? Seems… odd to be honest. Isn’t that more a title than a name? Or is that part of the ‘insult’ that you don’t get a proper one?”
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Post by Sinn on Sept 20, 2020 3:06:28 GMT
Kajunemon listened, leaning back as he heard the time... September? It had been that long? The Ronin squeezed the amulet until it shattered in his hands, reducing it to smaller, almost dust-like pieces that fell to the ground below him. He would hunt this Piedmon for this, for stealing that time from him. He looked at Galaxmos and listened again, "No. My name is Kajunemon. I am a Super Mega that is biomerged from a Renamon named Viktor and a human female named Genesis." he explained and rolled his shoulders, "Though I would say the Renamon is more in control, even when he was human it was... more Viktor less Genesis." he continued and blinked, trying to keep his form up.
He growled and brought his hands together, reducing his form to something a bit more... androgynous. His muscular frame became more slender, his form a tad more feminine. It was the result of both minds occupy one body, the form was a sort of "in-between" to keep energy consumption low so the two could separate without injury or issue. It would be akin to jumping from a moving car, rather than coming to a complete stop. The problem was not so much the form itself, was that the clothes worn were that of the previous form, male or female, so the in-between form was only able to tighten what it had. In this case, the trousers that the Male Kajunemon wore.
He sat down next to Galaxmos and took some of the food, eating it in a frenzy as his tired body demanded fuel. Despite his rather voracious appetite, he still remained as though he was a Knight and ate with etiquette. The food cleared his head and his mind was becoming more sober... the thoughts were returning and soon the Ronin could think a bit more clearly, "I apologize about the form. Many find it odd but... it helps save energy so when I split, I can do so with no injury." he says, continuing to eat.
As soon as he was finished, the Ronin stood up and stretched, leaning his chest back and pushing his back out to pop the bones under his skin. He adjusted his loose fitting pants and nodded, "Thank you, Galaxmos. I uh, how do I repay you?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2020 3:15:43 GMT
Galaxmos watched the ronin carefully, watching the amulet shatter and turn into dust. It was fascinating to watch and the mon leaned to look at the dust like pieces. He’d have it cleaned up later no doubt. Hearing him answer… His name was Kajunemon and he was a biomerge of a human female and male renamon? But were they stuck with this?
”Interesting. Very very interesting.”
He’d watch the other shift to a lower state; slender, tad more feminine. He’d rub at his chin thoughtfully. It was interesting. Male or female this form piqued galaxmos’ interest. If he could he’d want this form to model for him. Help him fill a niche. He’d hum thoughtfully and prop his head up with a hand and watched the other eat.
”Of course. It’s a form that many would be surprised to keep for so long. It’s likely that staying in that amulet may have had some ill effects; lack of energy being one of them and this food will no doubt help.”
He’d watch the kajunemon for a few moments; watching him pop his back and noted the loosness of his clothes. For such a form they’d need something that was better fitting. He’d tutt a bit and lean forward tapping on the table.
”Of course Kajunemon. Well I have a request of you more than how you repay me. Allow me to make you an outfit for this form, one that allows you to not look so thin and baggy. As for how to repay me…”
Galaxmos considered for a moment; the ronin would be beyond powerful and a contract of long term service if not outright permanent service would be enticing for both of them. He’d click his teeth and place his hand on the table.
”I would like you to enter a contractual service with me. For the amount of time that you were in the amulet. Which would be six human months. Or for the purposes of the digital world...fourty two months. Or three and a half years. I have many maids, aids and assistants. One of which being my primary… But as far as body guards go? None would surpass having one such as you be in contractual obligation to me.”
He’d lean on his hand, smiling warmly at the kajunemon. Honestly even if he didn’t want to do the full amount he was willing to work with the ronin.
”We can even draft up a contract that’s fitting for you. There are many many boons of working for one such as me I assure you. If you don't wish to be tied down I can think of a few other things...”
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Post by Sinn on Sept 20, 2020 3:29:45 GMT
Kajunemon felt a little embarrassed by all this staring. He wasn't intentionally trying to show anything or appeal. He was simply trying to keep his other two forms from getting injured in the long run. Especially Genesis. That was his thought on why Viktor was becoming so sick over the years when he was human, the lack of transitioning from Kajunemon to human. The Data shift likely messed with his DNA. Well, when he had DNA. Kajunemon shook his head as he focused back on the subject at hand... The sudden offer to make him a new outfit garnered a rather sever tilt of his head, but he shook his head at the thought;
"Well, I sort of never set clothing for this form considering it's use. But if you'd feel so inclined." he said, setting his hands in his lap as Galaxmos spoke. It would be nice to have a set outfit for this form. His first time in the female form without the proper clothing was not pleasant and that could work for this form too, if done correctly. Maybe that wouldn't be so bad.
He was about to stand up when he heard the repayment... the contract of being a bodyguard. It was a bit odd, because Kajunemon was a warrior that fought on a battlefield, not a fox who guarded other mons. He tried to explain as best he could in his situation on the matter;
"I am no Bodyguard. There are a lot of nuisances to it that elude me. Though I will be happy to be in your service as repayment. I am honor-bound to do such, after all." the fox said, adjusting his pants again, "Plus, unless kept in this form, I will separate and my human and Renamon form might have other things to say." he explained, his hands still in his lap. He huffed and thought of being a bodyguard for three and a half years, if that's what he decided. He'd have to live here and he'd have to adjust to being in the form of Kajunemon, if that's what the contract required.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2020 3:44:41 GMT
Galaxmos was unsurprisingly looking the fox over, wondering quietly how he’d work with them in terms of an outfit. Some armor plating, some fiber mesh… probably some things that would help hide the fact he was so skinny. Some baggy bits and long sleeves… He’d rumble thoughtfully and leaned back in his chair.
”Well what is the forms use?”
He’d pop one eyebrow up and gesture for the other to explain. He wondered quietly what he meant and after a few moments he’d shift back in his seat. The context of being a bodyguard seemed to be lost on the kajunemon. There were a lot of nuisances that eluded him?
”Well if you’re willing, Vivi would be more than happy to teach you how to be one. She has… well. Been covering for the lack of bodyguards for quite some time. But if you are happy to be in the service of me in terms of repayment there isn’t much more to be said I suppose.”
Hearing that last part the faintwraithmon paused; a human and renamon form having other things to say? He wasn’t entirely sure what to expect of them. There was a moment and he considered how they would affect the contract and the signing. He’d shake his head slowly. It wouldn’t be fair to those two… but six months in the human world wouldn’t be too bad right?
”It seems unfair to the two of them to have such a length of time; but if I’m being frank my needs of a human and their partner doesn't quite meet up with the needs of what you are. So. I would prefer to have you for three and a half years. Perhaps even longer if you are willing? Most of my assistants or aides are permanent contracts; while I don’t expect you to agree to such a term it will always be an option for you.”
The Faintwraithmon set a tablet onto the table; it was a standard contract but edited slightly to hold the time frame of the three and a half years. It would outline the rules of their relationship; the payments he would get for serving. Who he would technically have to listen to. [Which boiled down to just galaxmos and vivi…]
”This would also for the duration of your service mean that you’d be a ronin for Terminus Directly under me. Is that acceptable to you?”
There was a pause and galaxmos would shift in his seat, sliding the tablet over. Kajunemon could read it over and find that the outline was very healthy for someone for such short service… Then there was the permanent option on the next section, which outlined a lot more and had a lot more perks ultimately. At the end there was another contract type, but it wasn't anything like the others. It was a written agreement for longterm partnership. With over several thousand revisions...
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Post by Sinn on Sept 20, 2020 4:01:26 GMT
The Ronin tilted his head as he took the tablet and read it over, if he understood this correctly, he wished for him to stay as Kajunemon for the duration of his contract? It was possible with the 'in-between' form, but it was next to useless in a fight, and jumping back to a battlefield worthy Kajunemon wasn't something he had done in this form before. Still he seemed bent on this bodyguard aspect. Kajunemon retorted,
"Truth be told, your contract is only writing for something that already exists. My very data will not allow me to betray you, once I understand you are the one who saved me. I am bound by a gift and a curse of honoring those I am indebted too." he huffed a tad and looked through the contract, "If bodyguard is where you want me than I have no say. From butler to cook, I must serve." the fox admitted, adjusting in his seat as it were.
The Ronin sighed at the thought of being bound here yet again. Sure there might be perks and such, but he was a free-spirited warrior. To not be held down and kept in one place. But this Faintwraithmon had saved him from a seemingly endless prison and more than likely saved his life. There was no choice here, not for him. He simply stood up and leaned again, having to hold up his pants as he spoke;
"I will do your three and a half years, as I think that is suitable. The permanent contract is something that is beyond my reasoning, given two souls inside me." he said, looking down, "But you saved both lives, and both lives are indebted. If you require me to stay in this form, then very well. Again, my position is yours to create and add me to. That is the law of my honor." he said with a bit of a bow in his posture, then waiting for him to make any changes he needed before tapping the acceptance of the contract!
He would pay back his life-debt to Galaxmos to the best of his abilities.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2020 4:12:48 GMT
Galaxmos sat there quietly; flicking his ears forward as the other spoke. His very data would not allow him to betray the mon? He’d slowly blink; a gift and curse to honor those he was indebted to. The mon mulled about it for a few moments and nodded.
”I see. If that’s something that you must endure than I will make the best use of it as I can. Your honor will remain as will you.”
He’d flash a small smile and shifted in his seat; truth be told galaxmos had fully intended on releasing the renamon that had been in the amulet. But… this had turned out even better than he had hoped. The ears flicked forward and he’d bob his head in a nod.
”Three and a half years it is then.”
Hearing that if he required him to stay in this form the mon paused and watched him. His position was his to create and add to? The mon rubbed his chin and well.. Given the chance to make some changes he would. Altering some of it to allow the other some freedom of the job. If bodyguard wasn’t suited he could be something else. If galaxmos wanted the other to serve something else he merely had to be told right?
”Well lets get you that outfit first. Then we can talk over what you can do for me today.”
Galaxmos stood up and put away the tablet; they wouldn’t need it for anytime in the immediate future. He’d motion for the other to not bother with the pants. He’d take care of that stuff later and he’d go about starting to do measurements on the fox. A measuring tape was provided and he’d mumble to himself.
”Thin. Supple, athletic. Not suited to combat by the feel of it… but definitely imposing. Lift your arm please?”
He’d work on the fox for the better part of the hour; food coming in if the fox wanted. Eventually the faintwraithmon would sit down. Writing many of the measurements on one of the pieces of papers while looking the fox over. He'd raise a brow and place a pen to his lips, a thoughtful expression spreading on his face...
”Kajunemon?”
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Post by Sinn on Sept 20, 2020 4:54:07 GMT
As Kajunemon listened a bit more intently to Galaxmos. He swallowed a bit nervously at the words he spoke... "The best use" was what caused worry. The Ronin shook his head... perhaps he was overthinking it. Perhaps Galaxmos simply wanted to teach him how he wanted a bodyguard? Kajunemon watched him rub his chin and think, then agree to three and a half years. It was sometime, but it was time that the Ronin was required to give in service. He was about to speak up when Galaxmos spoke about his outfit, then quickly stood him up and began measuring him.
When he was told to bring up his arm, the fox did, losing the only real support to his pants while his "new boss" was measuring him. He reached down to catch them as not to give Galaxmos a view of anything. He winced at how he was describing his body but didn't speak up, letting the Mon do as he needed to.
"This is just the buffer form. The in between. My real forms are much more imposing." he explained, still holding up his trousers with one hand to keep them from free falling on their own.
The Ronin thought about the situation he was in now. Just what exactly did this Boss of his have in mind? Was he to be a Bodyguard? Perhaps a cook? Maybe just a server for a while? His "full power" form was likely suited for combat, but he said himself this form wasn't. So if not for combat, then what? The questions ran through Kajunemon's head as he heard Galaxmos call him by name,
"Yes?" was all he replied, looking over to him!
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2020 18:55:35 GMT
Galaxmos would start to sketch something out; flicking his ears forward ever so slightly. The ronin certainly had a body type that would work for most of his designs. Curious as he went about measuring the fox. He’d note that the other caught his pants with one of his arms. Quirking a brow he had to notice or rather it was next to impossible to miss the fact he didn’t have a belt.
”Come now, it’s fine. I’m going to have to measure most of you anyways so go ahead and fold those up. Place them wherever you want.”
He’d gesture at the dresser off to the side; for a guest room this place had a lot. Galaxmos was trying to figure out where the other would stay, what sort of outfits that they would need in both forms… The other definitely had a lot more in terms of muscle mass. Flicking his ears he couldn’t help but snort.
”Imposing and easy to notice, would be great for something where everyone has to look at you…”
He’d stare at the fox for a few moments longer; the designs on the paper were coming along nicely but when the fox replied to his question the faintwraithmon hummed. Standing up to start to measure him again, running the tape along either arm, around his waist… even around one leg.
”I think for now, you should stay in this form. Not much reason to expend your energy needlessly around here. But I want you to remain close to me all right?”
He’d take a pen and gently tap the other’s nose with it; his thoughtful expression hadn’t left and his gaze was firmly locked onto the fox’s face. He looked like he wanted to ask something of the mon. Given how close they were standing to one another and for how long.
”Hmm…”
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Post by Sinn on Sept 24, 2020 22:34:12 GMT
The fox gave a blink as he was told to remove his unfitting clothes to better be measured, and he did, sighing and setting them aside. This was a bit unusual, but not unheard of. It was easier to measure when there was no loose fabric to create false lengths. The Ronin was just as well in his bare fur.
The measurements, however, were a bit excessive. At least in Kajuneon's eye. That tape wrapped tightly around his limb and waist, hips and tail, neck and shoulders. All of it made him a bit uncomfortable, but nothing he couldn't handle. He just had to relax and take a deep breath, looking away any time Galaxmos looked up at him!
He sat down as he was explained what Galaxmos had in mind, something rather... regal it sounded. He wasn't used to such items; "I do not mean to pry or suggest. This is your area of expertise. But should I not wear something more akin to my forms? My clothing is much more fitting for a warrior." he said as he crossed his arms and leaned back on the couch they were sitting on.
The Ronin though more on this... he was a warrior, but he was not suited as a bodyguard. He could respond to things. If he needed a warrior to fight on a battlefield, then he was Galaxmos' fox. But the bodyguard thing was Viktor... he had the ability to not only see the threats, but hunt them down. Kajunemon lacked that gift, he fought head on. The half of his being was dishonorable, but there was no controlling his actions on his own.
Kajunemon went crossed eyed as he stared at the pen that tapped his nose, then looked at Galaxmos, who was staring rather intently. The Ronin cleared his throat and looked away, unsure what he wanted!
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Post by Deleted on Sept 24, 2020 22:45:17 GMT
Galaxmos worked on measuring kajunemon; finding that his estimates were fairly close to what he was given on paper. It’d take some time; about an hour in fact for him to get everything he wanted. The mon sitting there quietly. His pen making long strokes on a blank piece of paper and even drawing up the design for the other.
”Akin? Yes that is something that crossed my mind. But I figured that this form was more suited for speed than for strength or flair. So thus the lack of things that would cause you issue. Quick fasten buckles for quick disrobing and a skin tight base which will let you move around very quickly. Some armor plating in the jacket and pants if you need it…”
Galaxmos rumbled a bit and shifted, looking up at the fox as the other seemed to think about what he had to say. What sort of thoughts went on in that mind? What sort of things did he see in this place?
What sort of things did he see about the one in front of him; the mon reached up to cup the ronin’s chin and pull his attention forward. Staring at him for quite some time. Satisfied he’d lean to tap the other’s nose with the pen.
”There’s dozens of other outfits you could wear too; other things that would be suited for here or for your warrior forms. But as of right now we’re thinking for this one. The others will come in time.”
Galaxmos wasn’t being needlessly touchy nor was he imposing anything on the other; but he certainly was being stern in what he wanted. The bits and pieces of his drawings were put into a stack and the fox would be gifted with what the outfit looked like over all.
”That being said… do you have any preference on materials?”
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