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Who: Daimon Masaru, Tsubaki Sadamitsu, partners
What:Masaru wanted to punch something.
When: September 30th, Early Morning
Where: Sanctity, DATS HQ, Training Grounds
"Aniki, you realize you don't have any idea what this guy is capable of, right?"
Masaru and Agumon were standing in the outdoor area of DATS' training grounds. Though there were closed in facilites, Masaru figured he'd more than likely benefit better from not worrying about collapsing the roof in on his head. Not that he really was all THAT worried, but it was more forethought than he would have had a few years ago, at least.
"I know he's got balls, just challenging me out of the blue!" Masaru shot back.
"...well, you were kinda asking for it."
Masaru snorted, crossing his arms. "'Sides! Like you care how strong a guy is. What's with the sudden cold feet? You're not even the one fighting!"
Agumon scratched his chin, looking absently up at the sky. "I'm more worried about what Yoshino will do to you if you bite off more than you can chew."
The man gave a mild wince, and chuckled a bit nervously. "Well, ah, there is that, I guess..."
"BUT HEY!" Agumon said cheerfully, slapping Masaru on the back. "Not like anyone can hold up to my Aniki when it comes to a battle of fists, right?!"
Masaru shook his head vigorously, attempting to shake out the thoughts Agumon had implanted there. "Yeah, yeah. Right!" He looked around, cracking his knuckles. "Now, where is this guy...?"
What:Masaru wanted to punch something.
When: September 30th, Early Morning
Where: Sanctity, DATS HQ, Training Grounds
"Aniki, you realize you don't have any idea what this guy is capable of, right?"
Masaru and Agumon were standing in the outdoor area of DATS' training grounds. Though there were closed in facilites, Masaru figured he'd more than likely benefit better from not worrying about collapsing the roof in on his head. Not that he really was all THAT worried, but it was more forethought than he would have had a few years ago, at least.
"I know he's got balls, just challenging me out of the blue!" Masaru shot back.
"...well, you were kinda asking for it."
Masaru snorted, crossing his arms. "'Sides! Like you care how strong a guy is. What's with the sudden cold feet? You're not even the one fighting!"
Agumon scratched his chin, looking absently up at the sky. "I'm more worried about what Yoshino will do to you if you bite off more than you can chew."
The man gave a mild wince, and chuckled a bit nervously. "Well, ah, there is that, I guess..."
"BUT HEY!" Agumon said cheerfully, slapping Masaru on the back. "Not like anyone can hold up to my Aniki when it comes to a battle of fists, right?!"
Masaru shook his head vigorously, attempting to shake out the thoughts Agumon had implanted there. "Yeah, yeah. Right!" He looked around, cracking his knuckles. "Now, where is this guy...?"