Novice at the CCG Scene (Open) [[Mini-Event]]

Naturally, Ikou too was a novice at the card game that would be exalted the coming days, and neither did she care to get too acquainted with it. Certainly it was an amusing means to spend leisure time for the content and unaspiring, but she was not like a human who dedicated a significant part of its existence to such indulgences. Ironic considering the differences in lifespans. Still, an occasional hour of fun was fine, but she preferred to strive for greater goals, as did those who'd utilize their accomplishments to achieve vile results. Unfortunately, that was the nature of digimons and power itself - insatiable avarice.

However, the BlackSalamon was not here to philosophize, but to fulfill her duty. If she was not intrigued by the prospect of mingling with the fans or becoming the center of attention of gawking apes, then it was her responsibility to serve as a faithful peacekeeper. This convention was a decent idea to establish a sense of unity among rivaling factions, but she doubted its ability to cause a lasting impact on them. Zealotry, xenophobia and delusions of supremacy were not that easily vanquished. Regardless, it were only the mindless savages of her kind that worried her, not the frenzied children of mankind.

With a graceful, quiet leap did Ikou come to a halt, observing the current, massive hallway from the shadows of a corner's potted plants. Thanks to the pervasive, glaring neon lights, the black kitten's presence was not too easy to perceive, especially for those fully occupied with amusement. Most people present were. As often, nothing noteworthy happened. The sole exception was a young woman carrying a Sleepmon on her shoulders. As faintly gleaming, golden eyes lingered on her, the dark cat wondered why she was so nonchalant with the digimon who was likely associated with her.

Wasn't division and willful ignorance usually advocated by everyone with a modicum of authority or desire for self-preservation? Well... the local chaos had not gotten any worse; that was for sure. Curious...

Though curious to learn more, Ikou was incapable of perceiving any coherent conversation in this vociferous crowd of excited fans and unpleasant, malodorous warmth. Naturally, since the Sleepmon was the only real 'suspect' who caught her attention, it was on her that the dark kitten's golden eyes lingered. Of course she held no prejudice against Tea despite her cautiousness. Observing her was but a precautionary measure in case a ruckus occurred for a reason that involved the digidestined's partner. As a faithful guardian, she merely obliged to fulfill her imposed task.

Hence the BlackSalamon remained calmly in the shadows of the potted plant she had chosen to be her vantage point. Although startled, even as the young girl turned to her she kept her unwound poise and inner composure. If the lady knew of her presence then that was actually not a bad thing in hindsight. It could lead to an interesting encounter or a bizarre 'pursuit'. However, it seemed as if she did not react at all to Ikou looking back at her. Was Kuro not able to perceive her in the dim light of the convention's edges? Curious... but acceptable.