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Post by hans on Jan 18, 2013 22:51:32 GMT -8
his first thought in digimon online wasn't much different from what the girl had said aloud. he hadn't put much thought into it, but looking back, he realized that he had been no different from this girl -- bonnibel, her name said. hans walked through the streets, keeping a respectable distance from her. asuka city was filled with people like her, and hans enjoyed trailing them until they left the area.
he occasionally indulged them in some food or sightseeing, but charity was never a priority, only something done on whim and if he had no prior arrangements in place. his agumon trailed him, its emerald green eyes stark against the black scales of its body. he had opted for a subspecies of the popular choice, and while the snow variation had briefly captured his attention, it was merely a moment of interest before he moved on.
it's a gabumon. another popular choice.
[/color] the black agumon sighed, a wisp of wistful smoke slipping past its canines. so.[/color] it glanced at its tamer, metaphorical eyebrow raised after stating its piece. today, edge. hans slipped his hands into the pockets of his jacket, and glanced at bonnibel and her gabumon. new here? he greeted the girl from a distance, raising a hand in greeting. it would immediately be apparent that he was no member of staff, for he lacked a red satellite or armband or any sort of identification. however, he had no intention of pretending to be one. i mean, i'm not staff, but if i could help in some way. hans shrugged.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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