“Nah, seen rain storms but never a real sandstorm.” He paused for a moment giving a click of his tongue at the never return part “Yeah…probably would only prefer it because it doesn’t involve getting cold and drenched in water. But being brutalized by sand and never being found…eeeeeeeeh… also pretty bad.”
Chester kept his smile as she explained some of the workings around these parts, simple as he liked it too. He sniffed a bit before admitting “yeah I mean, I can understand that. Being cooped up too long makes me go a little stir crazy, or well did…that’s how I kinda happened to get in this situation I’m in now.” Emphasis on KIND OF for sure. It sure was because chester couldn’t keep a low profile in such a busy city.
He pointed at himself as he gave a “HEH, sure can. I may not have too many connections but I do know how to get to where I want with enough fuckin’ around. Oh yeah, also uhh my friend knows his way around the continents so when I’m able to hit him up again I’m sure I can see what we can do to bridge that gap. Where I’ll be where I need to be and you’ll be able to explore where ya want and do what you want.”
He paused for a moment thinking, his gaze wandering back to the buraimon that had accompanied him. “Oh. Right, shit…” That was a buzzkill “Heyyy you got places to keep bastards like him? Main reason we started fightin’ is cause he was after me and my friends much like a lot mons like him that hang under that angels territory.”
“Cause he’ll probably try to cause some shit with me again when he wakes up.I’m not too worried cause I kicked his ass and can do it again but uhh– just for the sake of not fuckin’ up stuff here…I’m not really the type to think about collateral damage in a fight–”
his words drifted off as he was pretty sure she got the point.
🌟 — “ Perfect. From now on, I shall protect you and your friend once we hit up! ” Sometimes others took word of being protected as a mockery - but the mega had all intentions to let them know that protect equals being by her good side, by her gang. One for all and all for one. The three musketeers were a known name, possibly even among angels.
Chin lifts towards the unconscious data that still was present nearby as he pointed. Indeed, it was better they made a decision before his friend would wake and make the issue bigger than it already was. The concern was registered, and she was on it. She walks closer to Buraimon, hips swaying casually as she makes a full circle around, her beak tilting from side to side, looking for signs of waking up - she might even place her heel to give him a little nudge against leg - should there be any signs she could always deliver a good kick to send him right back to the feather lands.
“ There are ways, and risks depending what is chosen. Let’s see... We could leave him here at the mercy of the storm... we could keep him as a prisoner... or tie up him up and wait for next Locomon to send him right to the town. Would give SuperStarmon something to think about. ” She rubs chin amused at the results of her creativity - but now her smirk grows wide, as the final idea coming up on her mind seems to please some inner build cruelty of hers.
Beelko draws one of the revolves with one swift arm movement, clicking it towards Buraimon at her heels - a little bullet like creature alike to her visage climbs out from her collar, running all the way down her arm on top of the back of the gun - waiting for its mistress’ orders. Her beak turns towards Chester, waiting for his response. “ ...I could get rid of him for once and for all. Your choice... can you hear that hum in the distance? The train coming! Our options are only to narrow down. ”
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