Merchandising is all the Craze

Guardia spoke, brushing his crossguards together as a few humans fled the scene. Only moments ago, a band of thevies had tried to take Guardia's golden hilt for their own, only to recoil bacl when the blade floated out of Chai's sheath on it's own, and rushed them! As the earthlings fled, Guardia would move several bricks with his telekinesis, knocking the bandits out cold. Chai grimaced as they yelped and fell as Guardia conked them on the head with the red materials, closing his eyes for a moment. Opening his single eye when silence took hold, the goat eyed a nearby ambulance heading towards the theives. Sighing and looking back towards an irritated Guardia, the warrior from another world spoke to his inanimate partner. "Well, we'd better get a move on. Central City seems like a better place to buy a home, no?" Guardia huffed with his telepathy, his narrowed eye darting over to Chai. 'As long as there are absolutely NO giant laser monkeys this time around, I'm cool.'

With their previous home wrecked by Sava as an Oozaru, the two were on the run once more. The sword flew back into his sheath with a sigh, peeking his eye out. He eyed the many pedestrians, trying to pick up on their gossip and conversations. The sword saw many of them with a picture of some odd blue-paired man, but he couldn't make out anything in the mass of murmurs. Sometimes he missed being silent, stuck in the Capsule Corp of his universe. There was so much entertaining gossip and rumors the sword caught ear of, but he was content with his new life beside Chai as a partner. The blade sighed, longing for the day they could return home and save their world. But there was no use dawdling on the past.

Before Guardia could get any more immersed into his thoughts, Chai would stop in his tracks and jolt for a moment as a amplified voice boomed through a megaphone. Gripping his ever so sensitive animal ears for a moment, the goat turned in the direction of the voice. Catching eye of a rather small fish-like person and a large majin of a orchid purple coloration, Chai would cock his head to the side when the small man then spoke of selling autographed pictures of the planet's leader! Chai was instantly intrigued. He... still had no idea who the President of this world's Earth was. But this Earth's head honcho was most definitely nicer than the leader of his Earth since... well, the galaxy wasn't completely taken over. Reaching into his pockets, Chai would furrow around with a bit of Zeni in his pockets for a moment.

Approaching the stand nonetheless, Guardia would cautiously eye the large majin from the safety of his sheath. Closing his eye, the sword would appear to be a normal blade- save for the ki signature resonating from his inanimate form. Peeking over the small gathering of people with his height of seven feet quite easily, the goat eyed the signed pictures, but Guardia was quick to chime in. 'Oi Chai, you aren't really thinking of buying something tacky like that, right?' Looking down to the blade, the goat would pause for a moment before shaking his head. 'Good! Now lemme take a look at this so-called leader of the Earth...' Guardia spoke in a mocking and demeaning tone. He wasn't too fond of presidents in general after the whole President Bing escapade. Befroe Chai could react, the sword flew out of his sheath, eye snapping open instantly. Flying through the small flock of earthlings, a telepathic voice and a few startled yelps would echo as the blade made his way through. 'Excuse me! Coming through!! Watch the blade!!!' 

After a few moments, the sword would float up to the front and center stand. Looking down to the small zoonamite, Guardia would float down to make proper eye contact with the fish person. ''Allo there!' Guardia chimed in a chipper tune. Meanwhile, Chai would sigh and make his way over to his partner while the blade spoke to King Yo, although his voice would also be audible to any bystanders, including Mojo. 'This is the president of the Earth?' HE questioned, picking up an autographed picture with his telekinesis, eyeing the man on the picture. '...Meh, six outta ten. Not what I expected from a leader in terms of appearance, to be frank with 'ya.' The blade concluded, closing his eye and setting down the picture with a huff. "Guardia, don't be causing trouble." Chai's voice would ring as he approached the blade, causing the sword to turn around and narrow his eye. 'Oi, I ain't. For now, that is~'

"Guardia no."