-- Red R O S E S; open4all

[Ouryuumon]

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[atrb=background,http://i882.photobucket.com/albums/ac26/nachtmare/Tables/oryuumonb.png][atrb=style,color:#666666;] Ouryuumon couldn't help feeling nostalgic. Everything about the place was just ... They shook their head. It was odd. Italy was the start of the games. The place they'd actually helped create back so long ago. It was where many aettiers started. The bond between humans and their digimon partners were strengthened here. Some inspired by their battles. Placing a hand on the older stone Colosseum, the amarillo dragon couldn't help smiling. Not all the memories were happy though. There had been those who had died. The original reason for its construction was not to show one's strength, rather to entertain the masses. Rome was at the centerpiece of such a thing. It's corner stone. Mainly the romantics, such as they had been (some would argue that they still were), kept their opinions of the old building in the positive light. But the amarillo dragon wasn't here for that. They were here to keep notice of those around them. An eye on anything suspicious. The amarillo dragon had a feeling something bad was going to happen. The ambiguous message they had heard from Yggdrasil did not help. They sighed and pulled their hand away from the wall as their smile melted away. Just how long had they spend wandering these streets. Only now had they finished giving away those fliers. Endless chatter was ... tiring. Despite the smile they always had, they could use a good drink at the local tavern ... bar ... pub. However, it was far too early for such things. Just barely noon. The day was still "starting" for a few. "One drink can't be too bad, can it?"