[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/DqbcKHy.png?1[/img][hr][b]Partner Digimon:[/b] ???
[b]Digimon Lvl:[/b] ???
[b]Location:[/b] Witchelny
[b]Tag:[/b] [@Otaku95] [@Shiyonichi] [@Duthguy][hr][/center]

[indent][b]T[/b]he surprise of his attire had died out rather quickly. From it, he figured this world of Witchelny altered some very important things about your appearance. While not outright changing you molecularly, it allowed certain aspects of your preferences to shine through. He felt comfortably in a suit and the mask that he wore, covered up the one thing he wished to hide from everyone. Himself. He was happy with this, having the mask on allowed him to be whomever he wanted. 

Instead of sitting, Nowe stood up at the empty chair he would have sat in. He slid his hand in his pocket while taking in the others. The girl seemed confused, her questions typical, beyond that, it was her striking features that caught him by surprise. The white-hair guy was much more sarcastic, a clown in perhaps the most basic sense of the word. If not for odd looks, Nowe would have completely written him off as useless. However, their was stock to put in the rare-looking

[color=lightblue][b]"Give her some time, Kid. Let her talk."[/b][/color] The boy's voice had very quickly become irritating to him.[/indent]