Little Pet Shop of Satan City (open)

[TPL: 70,000]
[Suppression II PL: 210]

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Huh, Ebi actually walked into a store for once. And it was a pet shop of all things. He had a weird taste in where he wanted to go, that guy. So, what exactly drew the young man into the shop? Didn't he dislike cats? Then again, he did like dogs. "I got nothin' better to do. Maybe I'll play with the dogs or somethin'." Ebihan shrugged to himself. Entering the shop and noticing the keeper messing with something in a cage. "Hey, yo, why's that rabbit in a cage? Shouldn't it be in a pin or somethin'?"

"Rabbit-Gerbil? Shapeshifting?" Ebi's round eyes narrowed into suspicious slits. This old coot was a little too happy about this and a little too open about just what this animal was. What did he take Ebihan for? A sucker? A fool? A dunce? Man, that old timer sure was lucky Ebi was raised better than that. Making a slight face of disbelief, Ebi turned his head to face the small creature. It was odd seeing something locked up while other animals similar to it were in pens and tanks. But, he was surprised to see it changed. From a rabbit-thing into a dog. A tiny one at that, and a fluffy one. It barked at the young man, making him chuckle. This thing was neat. Turning to look to the keep, Ebi cocked a brow. "I'll toss up a hundred zeni. It looks and seems neat. Anything youre not tellin' me?"

"Got my eyes on you old man," Ebi gestured, taking two fingers and bringing them from his own eyes and then pointed them at the elderly keep. He accepted everything from him and ended up leaving. Carrying Momochi by the cage. Though, the lad eventually ended up just putting the cage on the ground. "Let's let you outta here...Momochi? Okay, not a bad name. Welcome to my team, Momochi." Ebihan shrugged, letting the girl out of her cage and simply letting the dog run free. If she wanted to anyways.

"Sure, sounds easy." Ebi shrugged after Momochi scaled his torso and rested on his shoulder. He took his left hand easily slipped a finger into the collar, pulling gently in order to easily snap it off of her body. The collar thrown away immediately after. "There ya go," Ebi smiled. With that being said and done, the lad took off. Walking in the northern direction and continuing his stroll through the city. But now, with a partner. Neat! "So, youre not a normal animal huh? Whats your story, Momochi?"

So she didn't know who she actually was? Or she did, but all she knew was that she was supposedly born in lab. What a weird animal. "Oh? Huh, I guess that explains the shapeshifting and transforming abilities. Well, that's pretty neat," Ebihan raised his brows and continued walking. He could feel Momochi stretch and adjust herself atop his shoulder, so he took a bit more caution in each step. She was apparently in her base form, so she was about fragile right now. "Well, I guess youre hanging out with me now! Names, Cho Ebihan. Nice to meetcha' Momochi." The young man smiled, patting Momochi's head lightly.

"By all means, Moch." Ebi shrugged, approving the shortened version of his name. But, now something else happened. A gang of dudes, all armed and ready to mug the teenager for his new rabbit. "Guys, cmon. You serious? We're not doin' thi- SO-FLAH!" The young man shouted, bringing his hands before his face and closing his eyes. He had gone and used his favorite, or one of, technique: Solar Flare. The idea to blind the thugs and then immediately take off to fly out of the situation.

Tundra as of late, visited Satan City, it was far warmer than the arctic, and far far more hospitable, upon finally arriving he noticed an interesting power level nearby, incredible, it was more than 3, no, six times the last person he fought, and truth be told he was exhilarated. With the wind blowing at his back he'd quickly fly to where he was sensing the power level, reverting back to his first form, a nimble, albeit lacking form.

Tundra would notice the person who held the high power level quickly fleeing from where they once were, he'd begin to accelerate in an attempt to catch up with them. While he didn't want to scare them off, of course that being why he reverted to his first form in the first place, he was truly excited to see someone with such an amazing power level, "Greetings!" Tundra would yell out, voice shrill and high-pitched, he certainly was not used to it. "Sir if I may? Can I talk to you on the ground?" He'd ask, voice still enthusiastic and... Uncomfortable.

PL: 3,514