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[eatatjoesaura]

Who: Lorne, Open [[Hinthint Blue eyes]]
What: The morning after.
When: Nov 1st, 2010. Morning
Where: Hyperion Lobby.

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~I'm tormenting yoooou~

[godkingillyria]

In truth, Goblimon was right. Lorne didn't have five minutes. He had two. For in just two minutes time a voice called out from outside the Hypersion.

"Boss! I found it! In here!" A Demidevimon flew in through the door and landed on the front desk.

"Hello Lorne! Wake up sleepy head!" the Demidevimon said in a cheerful voice. A voice Lorne was sure to recognize as belonging to Knox.

[godkingillyria]

Illyria tilted her head.

"Does this Sarasim have the same ambition as the vampire? Or is it simply a warrior that fights for your domain?" Knox groaned in Illyria's hand. The daze was wearing off and with it came the pain.

"If there's going to be a fight can I sit this one out? Lorne's stronger than he looks." Illyria ignored her Qwa Ha Xahn, her attention fully on Lorne.

1/2

[eatatjoesaura]

"Sort of, really Sarasim's like most the goody goods in this world. We're all just trying to help get by." Lorne explained as his partner filled out the paperwork.

"Sign here." He instructed sliding the papers to Illyria and Knox with a pen.

"As for fighting you hideous ball of leather and feathers." Lorne slid in the insult as he continued, "You're going to have to learn. Unlike back home Illyria won't be able to do it all herself." He added silently, So as much as I'd like to bash you like a snobby critic at a hip sushi shack I'm gonna have to deal.

2/2

[doesntneedarmor]

"She won't have to." A voice spoke from the stairs as Sarasim descended it. "Friends will always find support and comfort in our home." She declared her soft features hiding muscle and inner strength. No doubt Illyria would be able to sense her skill as a warrior, she was in a sense much like Gruu from Fred's memories.

Kudamon wound her way down the banister at Sarasim's side, "Who's the new girl?"

[godkingillyria]

Illyria looked at the piece of paper in curiosity. She had seen Wesley fill out such things before. She took the pen and scribed her name, although it was in the old one language rather than English. Knox stumbled onto the counter and did his best to balance on one foot and write his name. The digimon swore he had a concussion.

Illyria looked to Sarasim with a head tile. Friends? This one spoke of friendship. The shell's memories sparked at the mention of friends never having to fight alone.

"I am Illyria. God King of the Primordium, Shaper of things. This is my Qwa Ha Xahn." The blue woman motioned to her partner, who now sat on the check out desk.

"Hi. I'm Knox. And what do you mean she can't do it all herself? She's a god." Knox looked to Lorne as he asked his question. The thought of Illyria not being all powerful scared him, and it was obvious.

[doesntneedarmor]

[info]doesntneedarmor

[godkingillyria]

Illyria took a moment to digest the information that had been given to her. In that time, Knox was obviously not happy.

"W-What?! But...that's not fair at all! How am I supposed to get strong? I'm a lab nerd! I'm no fighter..." The Picodevimon was having a hard time adjusting to this new expectation of him.

"This shell knows of emotions. I will use it's fragments to train myself." Ilyria looked to Sarasim before speaking next.

"You are a warrior. You protect humanity as the vampire did. You are a strong warrior. Dedicated. Yet human," Illyria's head next snapped to Lorne, "If this form displeases you green one, I can take another. Would you prefer that? One that is more to your liking?" Illyria of course meant Fred's form. It was obvious he was displeased. Anger was radiating from him and Illyria could taste it.

[eatatjoesaura]

"No." Lorne snapped, "I-I mean...no. You're...you are who you are." He sighed, "Fred's gone, I came to terms with that a long time ago."

Sarasim and Kudamon looked to Goblimon for an explanation who simply shrugged. Whatever history these three had between them was for the time being unknown.

"Um...thank you for your words." Sarasim spoke up, "In my own time I was a military leader for my tribe. In this world I simply give aid where I am needed. There is an law enforcement organization known as DATS that makes use of people with such talents."

[godkingillyria]

Illyria was silent as Lorne spoke. It seemed he too did not accept lies. She turned to Sarasim when the warrior spoke.

"Yes. I have heard of this DATS. A being known as Hoshi shall contact the one known as Vent. If I am to follow him, I shall test him."

[eatatjoesaura]

"I'm sure Vent will love it." Lorne sighed gathering up the papers and stashing them away, "Just don't push yourself too hard till you figure out how to make things work around here. And whatever you do don't go out without your Digimon." Lorne managed another quick withering glare flashed at Knox before returning to Illyria with a softer gaze.

Sarasim could see the obvious pain in Lorne's efforts to make conversation, "How about I show you to your apartment and fill you in on how we do things around here? If you're going to join the security team you'll need to know where everything is." She offered to save her landlord.

All things considered Lorne was on the verge of collapse from the sudden stress and tension. He hadn't felt this heavy in a long time.

[godkingillyria]

Illyria could feel the emotions coming from Lorne. In truth she meant no harm towards the demon jester. She nodded at Sarasim's offer.

"Very well. Guide me. Come Qwa Ha Xahn."

Knox shuttered under Lorne's gaze and flapped his wings.

"Um...bye Lorne." The words came out shaky as the Picodevimon flew away.