"Everyone back home gets a miniature computer implanted into the back'f their head at birth, and we can call other people with it, among a few other things." Gideon responded, lifting his head slightly with his middle finger, and tapping the back of his head with the index finger. At the mention of other planets, Gideon lowered his hand, and nodded with a smile. "That's right. There are a ton'f planets in the galaxy back home, and there are people living on a good number'f them. I've always wanted to go to a different planet... and it looks like I've got my wish. Just wished I got to make travel plans before being zapped away, you know?" He continued, laughing at the end.
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After having knocked Gazimon away, Etemon form a ball of black and green plasma in his right hand, and aimed it up towards the roof, but before he could throw it, Gazimon pulled his arm down. [color=A5ADC0]"Boss, don't be so hot-headed here! JUst play it cool for a moment. [sub]We can get these guys later![/sub] Just think about how playing it cool would do your image good."[/color] Gazimon stated. Etemon seemed to considder this as he snuffed out the plasma ball. [color=A5ADC0]"Huh? Huh...? Are you imagining it?"[/color]
Etemon shrugged. "Well... I am a pretty cool cat. Except not a cat, you know what I mean... Anyway,guess I can play this game for a while." JUst as Emilia kicked down the door, Etemon got down on his stomach, with Gazimon following quickly after. "You bunch of lunatics, I'll have your heads for this, y'hear!" He snarled while glancing up.
If Gazimon could facepalm in his current position, he would. [color=A5ADC0]Not my idea of playing it cool... But it's better then nothing, I guess?[/color]
With the trailer built to withstand the equivalent of a triceratops charging into it, it was indeed most unlikely Jameson would manage to break down the door.
