New beginnings (open)
Nov 3, 2014 2:10:22 GMT
Post by Boss on Nov 3, 2014 2:10:22 GMT
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The three digimon dug into their meals happily. Zephyr was the clean eater out of the two Tsunomon considering he actually had limbs and all they had were their mouths. The broth from the noodles went around everywhere. The stuff was actually kind of hot, but he didn’t know if being a dragon of some sort made him immune to it. He could sense the heat, but it really didn’t bother him or his scales. As he eat his meal, Josh mentioned the fact that he hadn’t even said his name. The whiskered dragon just shrugged at the mention. He wasn’t planning on not telling them, it just hadn’t come up in conversation. For all they knew, he was just a wandering tourist.
“Oh, yeah, just call me Tarran.”
It just kind of slipped out there. He was tempted to slap himself, but telling the actual truth when he had the chance wasn’t exactly his strong suit. Maybe it was the fact he’d met a group of somewhat clingy and overemotional tamers the other day and the name seemed nice enough to use again. Either way, it was what he had to go to for now. Whether or not he took the answer was unknown.
Everyone else finished their dinner and Josh offered to get some pillows and a blanket for him. He was tempted to speak out against it, but who was he to complain?
“Uh, sure. Don’t really need it, but thanks.” He muttered, scratching his mane a bit once he returned with the stuff. Soon after, he took up the two Tsunomon for a well needed shower, leaving the dragon alone. He picked up the pillow, relaxing and splaying out on the sofa with a scowl. Resting his head on the pillow, the plant dragon twirled a whisker around a finger.
“Why’d I do that? Not like I don’t like him enough to lie or anything. Even gave me a free meal.” He grumbled, crossing his arms after. “Ah well, maybe trying out new names isn’t such a bad idea.” Zephyr said with a sigh, reaching into his mane and pulling out his broken D-3. The shattered reflection looked back at him with the same scowl on its face.
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