08-05-2015, 10:43 PM
Kenjiro hadn't expected this level of intensity, but he wasn't as intimidated at first blush as he was. Even now there was a sense of steeliness underneath that friendly glance. If this person was going to try and hold this air of frostiness, then Kenjiro would do the name of Kamen Rider proud. No backing down, and no fear.
"I travel with this because it's a proud relic, my grandfather passed it down to me so that I could bring his dream of justice to life, wherever I'd go. This world is unfamiliar, and anything familiar and strong's welcome. It may not give me power like yours could, but it gives me solace. It's why my comrades, the Zodiac Riders, are helping me get adjusted. There is another reason...mainly, I hear that this place is founded on injustice, or at least ignores the cries of the persecuted. As long as that's true, I won't return to my ordinary self, not willingly. You can understand that, right?"
The Rider had a small hope that this person would know what he talks about, or at least understand the value something like that has to him. "I talked lightly earlier...but I don't tend to be rough with those who've done me, nor any others I know wrong. If you don't believe that...I understand. "
A Zodiac Rider returned with a small book on the culture (or what passed as one) of the lower floors of Coruscant, as well as an interesting and slightly more lawless area in the form of the Vasty Deep. "Thanks, comrade. Make sure the others are rounded up, We're going to patrol. " A salute from the quiet Rider, who then headed out.
He turns back to the pair, steeling himself again. "It's been nice to meet you, but I feel like you both have something more pressing on your minds. For now, I'm going to see what I can do here. "
"I travel with this because it's a proud relic, my grandfather passed it down to me so that I could bring his dream of justice to life, wherever I'd go. This world is unfamiliar, and anything familiar and strong's welcome. It may not give me power like yours could, but it gives me solace. It's why my comrades, the Zodiac Riders, are helping me get adjusted. There is another reason...mainly, I hear that this place is founded on injustice, or at least ignores the cries of the persecuted. As long as that's true, I won't return to my ordinary self, not willingly. You can understand that, right?"
The Rider had a small hope that this person would know what he talks about, or at least understand the value something like that has to him. "I talked lightly earlier...but I don't tend to be rough with those who've done me, nor any others I know wrong. If you don't believe that...I understand. "
A Zodiac Rider returned with a small book on the culture (or what passed as one) of the lower floors of Coruscant, as well as an interesting and slightly more lawless area in the form of the Vasty Deep. "Thanks, comrade. Make sure the others are rounded up, We're going to patrol. " A salute from the quiet Rider, who then headed out.
He turns back to the pair, steeling himself again. "It's been nice to meet you, but I feel like you both have something more pressing on your minds. For now, I'm going to see what I can do here. "