"That's a happy topic, I dunno why you want to change it." The little batlike digimon hops off his perch and glides in slow spirals towards the ground, landing neatly right on the hem of Erichthonios' robe. "But what kind of other blows are there anyway?"
"Words," the warder says quickly, to cut off that line of query; if Taiki wanted to change topics, maybe he wasn't comfortable with combat after all.. which made the choice of change a little awkward. It's still fighting, in a way.
And it's still a bit uncomfortable having conversations when so many people are running around in all their unique clothes and colors and patterns and ... it almost made him sitting here in proper attire look like he's doing it to stand out instead! "I am for lack of better way to put it without more background information, a keeper of particularly dangerous creatures. Pandaemonium is the complex they are kept at, safe and as well cared for as possible." He sways a little in place, like a tree in the wind. "Though right before arriving here, there'd been a fair bit of trouble, and I'd mistaken the call for help here as a request for immediate aid there." And now people might die.
"...And you, aside from fighting? You've obviously dealt with my kind but I've not seen your concept before," not in the least having ENEMIES of his kind, "And ordinarily I'd assume you a familiar set to some task or other, but you speak a fair bit better than most I've encountered." He wasn't the cleverest by far but there's mysteries that are worth unraveling! "...And if I may ask a ... personal opinion." One hand rises to make a slight gesture to all the people going hither and yon. "Does my current manner of dress make me stand out too much?"
His size didn't, not with digimon everywhere. But the rest..
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"Words," the warder says quickly, to cut off that line of query; if Taiki wanted to change topics, maybe he wasn't comfortable with combat after all.. which made the choice of change a little awkward. It's still fighting, in a way.
And it's still a bit uncomfortable having conversations when so many people are running around in all their unique clothes and colors and patterns and ... it almost made him sitting here in proper attire look like he's doing it to stand out instead! "I am for lack of better way to put it without more background information, a keeper of particularly dangerous creatures. Pandaemonium is the complex they are kept at, safe and as well cared for as possible." He sways a little in place, like a tree in the wind. "Though right before arriving here, there'd been a fair bit of trouble, and I'd mistaken the call for help here as a request for immediate aid there." And now people might die.
"...And you, aside from fighting? You've obviously dealt with my kind but I've not seen your concept before," not in the least having ENEMIES of his kind, "And ordinarily I'd assume you a familiar set to some task or other, but you speak a fair bit better than most I've encountered." He wasn't the cleverest by far but there's mysteries that are worth unraveling! "...And if I may ask a ... personal opinion." One hand rises to make a slight gesture to all the people going hither and yon. "Does my current manner of dress make me stand out too much?"
His size didn't, not with digimon everywhere. But the rest..