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Help! Tomi and his new allies (Done)
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Post by Nakamura Tomomi on Jan 17, 2016 23:52:21 GMT
Once I know, Takahiro, you'll probably be the first to know.
Something he would never dare say out loud. If this is something that's going to follow him, he's going to have to fight it or run again. Something in Takahiro's words makes Tomi feel like he wants to stay. With him or for him is a concern he can not figure out at the moment.
Taking a deep breath, Tomomi laughs, "Takahiro, I didn't pin you as the type for dark humor." A smile lights up his face. He is so amused that Takahiro has a sense of dark humor. His friends in Kyoto never understood the jokes. And hopefully this just drops the subject for now, until the next awkward run in.
His dad is an Uber for Tamers? Well, some parents must understand things better than others. "That would be great. He lives in the Western District, by the Shibuki Forest. I'll be able to point it out when we get in the area."
"....Your parents know about Digimon?" Tomi really didn't think that digimon would be the best thing to publicize. He could picture his grandfather now, with enough seals around every building to keep spirits out for the next two millennium, if he ever came in contact with a digimon.
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Post by Takahiro Evans on Jan 18, 2016 0:02:05 GMT
"Oh! I live over that way too. Your brother might live, um, right near us," Takahiro starts walking again, this time heading for Trailmon Terminal, "I can, uh, point out where...where Scout and I live. That way you know where we are if there's an emergency or something, or if you run into a bad Digimon in the human world," It's...a reasonable thing to say.
"Oh, well. Um. My brother told them all about it when he got his Digivice. Showed them too. And when he made friends with BlackAgumon, he...BlackAgumon came to live with us, so. And they know about Petermon, a little. They're fine. They're fine with it all. I think they trust us enough to give us some freedom like that," It's true. They raised their kids to be kind, caring people who understand responsibility to some level. And so they're less worried when the two of them disappear for a day at a time to the Digital World, or...wherever.
"But, um. They just treat BlackAgumon and Petermon like members of the family. I don't know what...Hm. I don't know what D-DemiMeramon is going to turn into, but if it's big enough you need someone for him to stay now and then, I, uh, I'm sure mom and dad wouldn't mind,"
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Post by Nakamura Tomomi on Jan 18, 2016 0:24:58 GMT
Parents who actually seem human...that sounds nice.
"Your parents sound great! That's really convenient how close we are, wouldn't you say?"
Tomomi keeps walking in the terminal, right onto the Trailmon. This area he knows...ish. He looks back at Takahiro with a piercing stare. He wants to cherish and build this friendship, but Takahiro seems just interested in Digital Affairs. I hope this doesn't go the wrong way.
"Takahiro..." There's a sort of desperation in his eyes, "Does there need to be an evil digimon to call you?"
The silence kills him, even though it's less than two seconds, "I mean...I just started my stay in Shibuya...I'd like to be friends." Is this right? Am I right? "If that's okay with you, I mean." He bows his head again. His parents were never as kind and caring as Takahiro's and Scout's, but they instilled a level of respect that most Japanese businessmen didn't even have.
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Post by Takahiro Evans on Jan 18, 2016 0:38:19 GMT
"It is!" He's about to say 'all of my other friends', but he has like...two friends. Both of whom live on the other side of the city, which makes hanging out outside of school...problematic to say the least.
He almost walks right into the side of the Trailmon as Tomi speaks again. Fortunately, Petermon grabs his shoulders and steers him onto the train with the others, sighing. "F-friends?" He blinks, cheeks tinging again. Idiot! It's not because of you, Tomi! "I, uh," Maybe it's still a trick, "I'd, I'd. I'd like that..." He manages to finally grind out. "You can, um. Just call or, or come by whenever you like..."
It's not like his parents will mind. They don't mind that a dinosaur and a fairy tale child murderer live with them, after all, so. What's one more person running around from time to time?
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Post by Nakamura Tomomi on Jan 18, 2016 0:49:00 GMT
It almost seems as if Tomomi's eyes went a shade lighter, almost a diamond-blue. "Great!" the brightest smile lit up Tomi's face. A real friend. This is...nice. Tomi's happiness quickly disperses as his stomach lets out the angriest roar, the one that could wake Azulongmon from a Destiny Stone. He looks sheepishly towards Takahiro, "Is there a place to eat by our houses?" He hasn't eaten since he left Kyoto.
Demimeramon starts dancing around the cabin at the prospect of food. New friends, and food!
The Trailmon lets off a noise to warn that it is leaving for the Real World soon. Thank goodness, I feel as if I'm rotting away!
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Post by Takahiro Evans on Jan 18, 2016 1:01:04 GMT
"Mm. There's a sushi place, but if you want, you could..." He pauses, this time, rather than stumbling over his words. Is it too...much? "you could come to mine, and meet my brother and BlackAgumon. My parents aren't, um. They don't get in until late, I guess," What, you were going to call your dad out of work to get you? Oh right, he wouldn't mind. Ugh. Lucky. "But I can cook. A bit."
'A bit' is pretty spot on. He can make noodles, or pizza, but that's about the extent of it. And that's assuming BlackAgumon hasn't devoured the entire contents of the fridge again.
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Post by Nakamura Tomomi on Jan 18, 2016 1:13:31 GMT
Tomomi....this is too familiar. Go get sushi.
"If it's okay, I'd like to see what you can cook. I bet it's delicious!" Tomi decides to go what he thinks is the dangerous route. Jouicihrou saved him from bullies, told him to come over to his house and that's how he's in the predicament he's in now. However, the more he can learn about Digimon, the better of a chance he has a Kami digivolving. Maybe Scout knows a way? He wants to be able to protect Takahiro. This would repay the debt.
Regardless, there is no way the Digimon can go out to eat. Not his, anyway. The second Demimeramon sees food he'll go crazy...and they can't afford that in the middle of Shibuya. Okay, This makes sense. He'll go over for dinner, meet Scout, learn as much as he can about the Digital World, and most importantly spend time with his new friend. Just friends, right?
Tomi smiles at Takahiro, but just seems to keep looking at him. The grey eyes that looked so hollow this afternoon now seem warm. What the hell am I doing? Stop being so weird, Tomomi! He quickly looks away, out of the window, which is really...much of nothing when you're traveling between dimensions.
Demimeramon cuts the awkwardness in the cabin with, "Yay! Takahiro is going to cook the best food I've ever had!" Keeping in mind, no matter what Takahiro makes, Kami has never eaten anything in his very short digital life.
{This thread is closing and re-opening in Human World- Western Shibuya- Residential District}
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