<div class="floatleft"> (http://i1276.photobucket.com/albums/y475/kiricrand/Morgan%20Robberts_zpsa1fu30ww.jpg) </div><strong>Name:</strong>Morgan Robberts / Caprimon<br/><strong>Time:</strong>???<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Skyrock<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kayla, Pokomon, Mei, Nyaromon<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Morgan had made it most the way across the bridge when he swore he heard a voice coming from behind him. A female voice from the sound of things. He stopped, looking down at the metal helmeted cat looking thing he had been traveling with, a quizzical look on his eye. "I don't suppose you heard that did you? Or is my mind starting to play tricks on me from talking to you for so long already?" He looked up to Skyrock, so close and yet so far, and now he seemed he was going to be plagued by more travelers now. Great, and from the sounds of it, they were human too, just another strike against them in his mind. At least maybe they could help find a way home from here.<br/><br/>He turned, Caprimon leaping into his arms as he did. "Looks like we have company. I know the two little ones are Nyaromon and Pokomon, but I don't know who the other two are. Are they more Humons?" The little thing spoke up, looking to the boy he had been following. Morgan glared down, scowling at Caprimon as he spoke. "I have told you already, it is pronounced human. And from the looks of it, yes, the other two are humans as well." He thought for a moment, a question in his mind. "Do all the creatures here have a name that end in mon, or am I just crazy?"<br/><br/>"Of course. We are all digimon, it only makes sense." Morgan just shook his head as he stood there, waiting for the two girls and their ompanions to catch up with him. "Be careful with those two. Pokomon is a bit impulsive, and acts like a bit of a know it all. Nyaromon is a bit more friendly, but still." Caprimon trailed off as Morgan nodded to the other two. "No, no one else that I have found, except for this inquisitive little fluff ball here." Morgan would keep his responses short and sweet, not really wanting to talk to people if he could avoid it.<br/><br/>"Fine. Yeah, just fine. If you call being picked up from a random alley, thrown ass deep into the mountains, chased by some giant rhino looking thing, and being annoyed by the little bouncing bubble of questions fine, then I am just peachy." Morgan snapped back a bit, not really sure what the best thing to say was, not that he was really trying to if he was being honest with himself. "Otherwise, no, I haven't run into anyone else since I have been here."