Tԋҽ Lҽɠҽɳԃαɾყ Mαʋҽɾιƈƙ Hυɳƚҽɾ ϝɾσɱ 21XX 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐗 #MVRP #CAPCOMRP #SFWRP #MEGAMANRP

𝗕𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻… 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻!

He used a scanner to keep an eye on the hatchling's vitals. "So far, it looks like I was proven right."

He then offered the bottle to the hatchling. "I do not know too much about your individual makeup. But I do hope that at least mineral water with additional nutrient supplements will be as good for your well-being as it would my own."

A quick perusal of the surroundings did not produce a nest for the being to return. Nor anyone who seemed to be missing their "child" or "pet". The saurian's search would have to be on hold for the time being. He produced a bottle from a satchel-like device sitting on his waist. "Thirsty?"

It would certainly not be the first time the saurian agent would be called upon to take care of an infant lifeform. But even so...not even being fully aware of what the hatching is would make securing proper nutrition an additional challenge. "Well, a step at a time, yes, little one?"

"...oh!" He examined the lifeform that hatched from the egg. It was certainly not a lifeform that he recognized. From personal experience or within his ship's encyclopedic databases. "Welcome to the world, little one..." He said calmly to the small creature.

"Hmmmm...you can hear me? Or perhaps you can...'understand' me in some other way? I actually have quite a bit of experience with the latter, if that would help you get back to where you need to be."

He waved a hand over the egg. Violet lights from the saurian's suit scanned it, and proved it was not an egg indigenous to this region of the world. "Fascinating. Let us see if we can reunite you with your 'nest', shall we?" He spoke to the egg with a glib smile on his beak.

"Very well, then. If only to ensure you reach your destination safely. Being tired or inebriated when making even a familiar journey is still nothing to leave to chance."

"How curious. An egg, alone and exposed to the elements? I wonder if a nest is nearby?" He gently picked the Digitama up.

"Hmm. Do you require aid to get back there?"

"The humans are especially festive today." "Unfortunately, it also is one of the days where warp phenomenon peaks. Allowing a number of denizens from other planes of existence to cross over to this one." "I will probably have a quite busy night, ahead..."

"...if you are genuinely tired, perhaps you are due some actual rest, instead of trying to rely on caffeine. Ideally, within your own dwelling."

"Even if you are largely 'retired' from that life...it may still pay to at least make sure your skills stay sharp. You never know when a fight might still come to your doorstep."

"No, but from what I have gathered, it is a holiday where various types of confection are administered among the human children. So, I would assume you could eat those."

"I can understand that. I just know you are lot are capable of quite a bit, no matter the size or appearance. For example...your gauntlets with seemingly endless ammunition."

"I will do my best. But having said that...it would seem a lot of Digimon are more than capable of defending themselves. Would they really have reason to fear me?"

"It is apt that you mentioned how so many of your fellows have appearances. I am sure I passed by a small, orange-colored saurian child a day ago. Theropod descent."

"...'Dinosaur thing'?" The agent snorted with a smile. "I suppose I will take what I can get. Though considering the variety of forms you 'digital beings' can come in...is 'thing' at all an apt descriptor?"

So....is this how humans communicate now? Neat.

"...I think I understand. Your kind effectively 'feed' on the emotional power of those around you, as it is. So, perhaps it only makes sense that which was handcrafted by another, resonates far more than a blended and canned compound from a concentrated formula..." A chuckle. "A theory, anyway."

"True, indeed. Though I guess you may want to use an energy drink, like those...'Scarlet Bovine' ones, of you need to be actually alert."

"If it is both worthwhile, and for the right reason? That is hardly cause for diminishing your own accomplishments. Each of us has own our route to travel, after all." He noticed the yawn. "...so, the caffeine was not enough to give you more energy?"

He nodded as Ein regaled him with a bit of his past. "So, would it be correct to say your kind has a warrior culture, as well?" The saurian asked. "The thread in common I see from both you and Saffire, is a history filled with battle. And I have heard similar from some others, too."

"Noted," he said with a smile on his beak. "I will be sure to pass on the message." "As for your query? Well...obviously, I am familiar with Saffire's history and how he came to this world. I would be interested in hearing a bit of your own."

If there were other Triceratons active within this sector, the likelihood is Sanban would know. But then, who else could be? Neither the Styracodons nor their allies, the Protoceratons, were active on this side of space, to his knowledge. "How interesting. Maybe I will run into them, myself."

"...Lizard-like people, you say? Did they happen to mention being 'Saurians', like myself?" He inquired, as the Gargomon continued to sip his drink.

"So, you are a...barista, like Saffire is, then? He seems to truly enjoy making the drinks that his instructor taught how to make."

"Oh, why...of course! Any ally of Saffire's is one I would certainly like to know for myself." He briefly smelled the air. "Ah...that is...one of the drinks made from ground up beans....coffee, correct?"

"...Ah. I would only hope they would be largely flattering things!" Sanban replied. "Are you one of his fellows with the Digimon security outfit he has told me about?"

"I'll never give up!" #digimonrp #mvrp 🔄 + ❤

"I believe it is a quite fine name. Though...as someone with the moniker of 'Sanban', maybe I am not the best judge of what makes for a good or bad name."

"...you could say that." Sanban replied. "Good to meet you, as well. And thank you for the welcome."

At the behest of a certain friend, Sanban was out exploring the city. Albeit like a "normal" person, instead of a spy observing from some unseen perch. The Gargomon sipping coffee seemed to acknowledge him at almost the same time he regarded the other. "Hmm...another phase electron lifeform?"

"X-LASER! Still have to practice my abilities in case some goons want to step into my way! That'll always be a bad move!" 🎨: Tacorat

Funny enough, Saffire wasn't entirely wrong. Only that a psionic 'shout' of some sort may cause an entirely different type of disturbance. But giving the way the ExVeemon variant was eying the agent so closely, he either did not care, or placed enough trust in Sanban to do his best. "...indeed."+

"...right." He had almost forgotten that the shoes and clothes he wore out were not constructs of his nano-tech suit, and needed to be discarded manually. After he complied with Saff's wishes for his footwear, he continued in. "And to wit, my concern was less about vocals, and more about my 'other+

The saurian's amethyst-hued eyes seemed aglow in the moonlight as they flew through the nightsky. Or perhaps they were glowing a bit just on their own? They were soon joined by the taller dragon's golden hues as they stepped into the darkness of Saffire's apartment. "...are you certain there+

"...Oh!" Sanban was no stranger to heights. His own athleticism allowed him to leap across a city skyline with relative ease. Triceraton-made anti-gravity technology was at his disposal, and he has even learned to levitate using his own power for some distances. But quite literally being swept+

"Very well..." He said, leading the way out the same way they entered. The noises of the arcade faded soon after the two stepped out into the night air. Where by now, there were still some crowds on the street, but much lesser than hours earlier.

The agent had to wonder if some of the others in that arcade already "suspected" such of them, given their obvious chemistry. He didn't bother to scan any of their minds, because he was increasingly..."occupied". How unlike him. But Saffire made it far too easy. "...absolutely." The Digimon+

Those eyes. Saffire's eyes always shone a striking gold. But it was...this particular look the phantom dragon used that made a shiver run down from base of the agent's frill, all the way to the base of his tail. And it wasn't a bad feeling at all. It meant something else. Something that Sanban+

"The nature of my work? I am often called to be just as much a researcher as I am a combatant. Therefore, having a healthy bit of curiosity as I learn more about your kind is a good thing." As they got further away from the crowds, he spoke lower. "And as someone I obviously do care about?+

"I would actually disagree. A Digimon...a 'phase electron lifeform', such as yourself, is composed of both organic matter and electronic signals. It seems the only 'rules' regarding your physiology that seem to apply...is the ones you chose to follow. It is that explains your kinds varied and+

"Understood. It is just...witnessing a reptilian, saurian or...any non-mammal going through a perspiration cycle to regulate one's body temperature is still so...well, for lack of a better word: 'alien' to me."

"また会いましょう." Sanban said politely to the small crowd, making it clear that the two were done here. He looked over at the other as they walked together. Saffire was still looking a bit sweaty. "You quite alright? Should we freshen up in the restroom?"

"Move like a swift current, strike like a fierce tornado, and refresh others like a calm breeze. That's what makes me... 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚅𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖." < #OC, #MVRP > <Both Casual and Serious interactions/material> <N/SFW, 18+> <Open to DMs for plotting> <Art by CeeHaz>

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