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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Oct 2, 2016 23:54:41 GMT
Isaac cringed a little at seeing Alicia's wounds. For a second he considered taking off the handwraps on his arm and offering them as bandages, but it occurred to him that it would probably be horribly unsanitary. Wait, would it? Their Digimon forms just kind of materialized out of nowhere, so he was probably downright pristine right now. At this point, had it not been so close to home, he'd make a pun about how badly his train of thought was being derailed. "Jeez, you don't look too great," he said, worriedly inspecting the gash on her head and her bad arm. " 'Course, you missed me getting decapitated seven times in a row. So we're probably even on that front."
At the mention of her sense of danger being warped, Isaac found himself laughing despite everything. "Oh, thank god. I thought I was the only one!" he said, the relief in his voice palpable. He may not have had any voices in his head, but the fact remained that he could turn into a demon, a swordsman, an eight-headed snake, and now a dragon. His perception of normal danger was getting horrifically warped. Hell, even Elliot was capable of stepping up to the plate more nowadays. He was way easier to shake than Isaac, and was probably going to complain the whole way home, but before this he would've probably entered a fear coma from the mere thought of a train accident. "Guess this whole spirit user thing's got us all jumbled up, huh? At this point, I kinda wonder what it'd take to make me really get worried."
At Alicia's request to speed things a long, he hunched down slightly. "I could give you a left, if you want," he offered. "Should be way easier to spot the rest from the sky." If she wished for the lift he'd take off with her in tow. If not, he'd hover behind her, their pace slowed so he wouldn't leave her behind.
Isaac wasn't the only bro coming into his own when it came to spirit use. Elliot smiled somewhat cockily at Eva's offer. It was a side of him that he rarely had time to dwell on, but the freedom of movement he had as Strikedramon felt amazing. Forget needing the walking stick! Not only could he run, but he could also jump, flip, and spring about with the strength of an ox and the grace of a ballerina. "Not a bit. I could run a marathon like this!" he said, an infectious cheerfulness in his voice.
Of course, at Kyubimon's collapse, Elliot forced himself back down to Earth. His normal task-focused personality returned almost immediately as he switched gears from silliness to the mission at hand. He went to go help Kyubimon out, but Kuu already seemed to be on the case, both he and Kira helping the fallen fox try and right itself. At this moment Elliot knew that Eva was right, and that getting to the village as soon as possible would be essential for the group's health. They would catch their death out here otherwise. If only there was some way to either pick up the pace or help keep everyone warm.
Oh, wait, there totally was!
Elliot lagged behind a little, letting Kuu, Kira, and Kyubimon catch up to him. Young, cold blooded, and heavily injured, they seemed to be the three at greatest risk of succumbing to the cold. Once they had approached Elliot focused his energy, his tattoos glowing a bright white as his hair and gauntlets burst into flames. Before, the area around Elliot's tail would be kind of warm. Now he was like a walking fireplace. Even if he couldn't be a shelter as well, at least he'd be able to help everybody stave off the elements. "That better, guys?" he asked, checking in to see how everyone following behind him was doing. "We're gonna get you all to the village safe. I promise."
"And if anyone needs a lift, I've got you covered!"
Most groups probably wouldn't react well to a Devidramon suddenly swooping out from the skies, but instead of getting into a guarded stance Elliot looked up and waved cheerfully. "Don't you guys worry about him. That's just my brother," Elliot assured Eva and Kira. "You think you could give us a hand? We're trying to get to the village and warm up as quick as we can."
Isaac tried to stifle a prideful grin at Elliot stepping up to the plate so gracefully. "You know it," he said as he descended. "Just lemme know what I can do, okay?"
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Oct 3, 2016 0:29:58 GMT
"Eh... tell me something I don't know." Alicia mused in response to Isaac's analysis. Pretty much anyone could figure that out, but she appreciated that he went to the effort of mentioning it. And then Isaac dropped a bomb that made her lose her cool for once, double taking and staring at the dragon with her jaw agape.
"Wait what!? Decapitated!? Seven times!? How are- huh!?" To say she was having difficulty forming complete sentences at this point was an understatement. Fortunately Sol came to the rescue with an explanation before Alicia's freak out progressed any further.
"It appears obvious that one of his forms has multiple heads, puppet or otherwise, which would explain how he shrugged off such debilitating wounds. I can't think of any that could deal with that many though, outside of Orochimon who has eight heads."
Alicia groaned softly and shook her head. "O-Oh, thanks Sol..." she muttered, before fuming at Isaac. "Sheesh! I thought my sense of danger was warped! Don't just casually mention life-ending injuries like that!"
"I suppose now would be a bad time to mention Sol has shrugged off similar injuries?" Kisara quipped with a nervous chuckle. Alicia groaned and decided to not waste energy answering the ice maiden. Without another word, she accepted to the offer for a lift and pulled herself up, taking a seat on the demon dragon's shoulder.
"Thanks for that by the way." she mentioned just before the Chaos Beast Spirit took off.
It seemed to be a quiet flight, but then again given how bad the wreckage was and how many were injured, no surprise there. "No rest for the weary huh? Suspend that offer Isaac, we need to be precise about this." As Isaac was setting down, Alicia took her D-Scanner in hand and jumped off his shoulder. Forgoing the chant this time, she quickly evolved to her Beast Fragment, Mercurialdramon and shifted her body so that she could flow into a relatively open space and form up.
Instead of her standard formation, though, she flattened herself out and crouched down low, shifting her wings into the path of the wind and forming an impromptu wind breaker wall. "Get everyone onto my back as soon as possible, alright? This form can carry a lot of weight. We don't need to worry about the wind much this way either. I can pick up anybody that's a health concern for moving on the way and nullify the risk too."
Her head and right arm both had shallow pits in them, reflecting her human form injuries, but otherwise the liquid dragon looked quite sturdy, ironically enough. She didn't exactly like crashing the situation like this, but hopefully those she didn't know wouldn't question her too much. Time was of the essence after all.
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Post by Kira on Oct 3, 2016 2:05:03 GMT
Kira was holding up the fox for a bit before the digimon slowly pushed off the ten year old with her good arm. "Renamon, are you sure you'll be ok?" Renamon simply waved her good hand smiling a bit to show her she was alright. "["fontcolor="d6e619"]I'll be fine, worry about yourself first M'lady, I'm tougher then I look.[/font]" She lied, though it was obvious she was lying, one arm unable to be used, she couldn't even move it if she tried hard, wasn't broken like a human would get it just sustained to much damage. Luckily she had taken enough hits that she didn't feel the pain or cold anymore, just a numb feeling, while that was actually worse then just being hurt she could live with it for now.
Kira looked at Maia who had signed something, recognition was evident on the ten year olds face and while Maia said she and Kuu would help she just smiled, before repeating the sign and adding one quickly after. "Snowman, Thank you." Kira added thank you, just to show she actually knew what Maia was doing. After that Kira and Renamon followed towards the village where everyone else was going, Kira was still by Renamon's side just in case she almost fell again, she seemed the most at risk for anything with the wounds. Kira still had the coat Elliot gave her, her normal large green cloak and a shirt and some shorts, should of brought some pants, hide sight sucks.
Kira threw some of the hood up to cover her head from the wind also, and alongside Elliots Mr Burny style it was pretty easy to tell she wasn't that cold. Then some digimon came saying something, Renamon raised her good hand above her face in some weird broken stance, no matter who it was she wasn't about to let something happen, that and she couldn't really see them clearly what with closed eye and the slowly fading sight. She did hear it was apparently the guys brother so she let her arm collapse back to her side. Was she really planning on fighting in this condition?
And then there was something making a wall to block the wind, Renamon lazily looked over at Elliot. "Another sibling?" She asked, did he have a whole bunch that got separated alongside this crash. And if they could fly then why were they on a train in the first place?
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Post by Maia on Oct 3, 2016 3:52:09 GMT
Maia huffed, looking over the group. This definitely wasn't an ideal situation. Then again, what was? She could see her breath, and everyone was in their own little world. Shoving the tin of "HP" capsules back in the box (since nobody seemed interested in taking them), the tamer closed the first aid kit, setting it back in the snow to fish out her mittens. "No, I think it'll do more good just leaving it in the snow here," she mumbled under her breath, only to get knocked over, and into the snow more, by a big snake tail. "Oh, that's so cold!" Maia hissed, scrambling to stand up and dust the powder off of her.
"Oops. Booped too hard," the serpent giggled, trying to help remove the snow from his tamer's back. Once she had given up on removing all of it, the girl finally got her mittens onto pink hands, picking up the medical box.
"Can you, uh, become something a little more practical?" Maybe something with arms. Or, just, not a giant snake that didn't know his own strength!
With a nod, the monster began to glow again, shifting into a quadrupedal form. Tilting masked face, the Reppamon bounded in the snow. "Much warmer!" Kuu chirped, bouncing to his tamer. "Want a ride?"
No. But, it was the easiest way to move through the snow. Adjusting her scarf up, and over her nose, the girl sighed, before climbing onto the back of the scythe tailed monster. Since Renamon didn't seem to need his help, there wasn't much point in being a giant, freezing snake, after all! But, the Digimon certainly didn't mind the warmth provided by Elliot, all the same. "I like being warm," the fox cheered, carrying his tamer along.
As the group seemed to come together, Maia shot a confused look to the possible final addition to the group. "Alicia?" Small world! It felt like the tamer knew almost everyone here!
...At least they had all survived, somehow.
Still, Maia and Kuu chose to stand at the side of the ones trying to help the injured. Despite the wind, and it being obnoxiously cold, the girl seemed to be doing pretty alright. After all, she had dressed to be prepared for being in the snow. And, a warm, fuzzy Digimon was pretty good at offsetting some of the chill.
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Post by Eva on Oct 3, 2016 20:54:03 GMT
The thick snow made progress difficult and painstakingly sluggish, especially with so many wounded party members, however, eventually they managed to move up to the small and intact (at least in comparison to the other piles of rubble around) brick cottage that Eva had indicated earlier on. Peeking in through a gap in one of the boarded up windows, it looked like the building had remained unoccupied for quite a long time, however, whoever lived here before must have left in a hurry as furniture, decorations, and all the miscellaneous items one would expect to find in a house were still very much present.
"Looks clear. Switching to thermal to confirm."
A quick scan revealed no heat signatures, at least, none that could be seen from the limited sight lines offered outside the building. "Nothing on thermal." With it seeming clear, Eva tried the door. Locked. Luckily she had a solution for that. Her damaged hand snapped flush against her wrist, revealing some sort of laser. "Might want to shield your eyes."
The laser shot an invisible beam at the lock, seemingly in a lower power mode than the heavy (not to mention loud and bright) pulse the laser was capable of when being used as a weapon. Nonetheless, it certainly seemed powerful enough to cut the lock, the impact point glowing with a blinding white light with droplets of molten metal dripping off and sizzling on the snow covered ground until CLINK! the door creaked open!
It was still just as cold inside the damaged structure, however, Eva soon spotted a fireplace which, somewhat miraculously, was stocked with still perfectly usable (if a little damp) firewood. Still completely focused on the task at hand, she activated her laser again, however, igniting the wood was pretty slow going, as it had to completely dry out, and then get hot enough to ignite.
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Oct 3, 2016 21:25:11 GMT
"No . . . yes . . . kind of?" Elliot said in response to Kyubimon's question. It would've taken too long to explain that he and Isaac had basically been adopted as surrogate little siblings for Alicia after the third or fourth of their misadventures. He looked to Alicia for help, figuring if she did care to explain that she'd be way better at it than he was.
Regardless, his job today wasn't to talk increasingly convoluted family trees. His job today was to be a walking, talking fireplace. With Alicia blocking the wind and him kicking up a nice, toasty temperature, they hopefully made the journey far more comfortable than it would have been otherwise. Isaac circled overhead, keeping the skies protected and making sure nobody had any funny ideas about ambushing them. Between his many eyes and his high altitude, he would have been able to spot trouble in any direction at far-off distances. Thankfully such protection proved unnecessary, as the group was able to make their trip mostly unimpeded. From there, Elliot kept the last of his Burning Inner Strength up to buy the group time was Eva opened the doors.
He sighed as his hair, hands, and tattoos returned to normal, the technique clearly taking a lot out of him to hold onto for such a long time. However, he wasn't about to rest easy yet. There was still a Digimon in need of help. Immediately he made his way to the bed, sheets tousled in a hurry from when the previous occupant left. Strange. Oh well, beggars couldn't be choosers, even as they chose to beg for beds. He got to one side of it, hefting up the back end with relative ease but not quite confident in his ability to lift the entire thing. "Can someone help me bring this out, please?" he asked. "The closer it is to the fireplace, the more comfortable it'll be for Kyubimon."
Figuring that too many cooks would spoil this broth, Isaac decided to get back to his original intention here. He would have loved to just spend the day snuggling up in a snowy cabin with Maia, after all, but there were still people in need that weren't main protagonists. "I'll go back to the wreckage and see if anyone else could use some help. If I'm not back in an hour send Elliot to check on me, okay?" With that he flew off, once more prepared to brave the ice and snow.
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Post by Eva on Oct 7, 2016 19:08:51 GMT
(This is a reminder so this pops up on your "new" box. Also, I'd say that skipping can be done after... three days of no posting? I dunno)
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Oct 13, 2016 12:45:34 GMT
(My apologies, the day after Bone posted my hard drive went kaput and I just now got it back into some semblance of working order. My brains been kinda frayed for this period of time so I haven't had a chance to really cobble a post together. Terribly sorry about that. I'll edit this with my post as soon as possible.)
Alicia sighed with relief as everything got moving. Some people asked questions, specifically the more normal looking Renamon, and she also realized she hadn’t shown Maia any of her new forms lately so of course the poor girl would be confused. Whoops! Need to fix that at some point. Though her forms did seem to be pretty unique. She’d yet to see any other digimon running around with similar forms.
“For all intents and purposes I’ve adopted them into my own little family. Spur of the moment thing that just felt right, kinda hard to explain. Short hand? Officially, no. As far as I’m concerned though, yes.”
That should sum that up sufficiently. Assuming the Renamon even had any idea how... odd humans could sometimes be. She was pretty odd sometimes, and that was one of her stranger moments. But who cares? Isaac and Elliot weren’t complaining about it. Then she took a moment to wave to Maia as everyone moved to shelter. She technically didn’t need any of her limbs to move thanks to how Mercurialdramon worked, so she could get away with taking one away from the task at hand.
“And hi Maia! Small world huh? Yeah, its me, got this form a while back. That reminds me though, we haven’t had a chance to catch up in a while. We should fix that. Without a train crash de-... weighing on our minds.” That was a close one.
”Yes, please don’t ruin the situation further by making jokes in bad taste... I think even Maia would’ve smacked you for that one.” the dragon spirit snipped a bit, sighing.
”Hey, she caught herself, leave her alone.” Kisara noted, leaping to the Spirit Wielder’s defense.
Finally, everyone was tucked in thanks to a cyber-Renamon scouting the area out for them, but there was still work to be done. And Elliot seemed to have picked quite a rough job, moving a bed for those who were injured to the point of requiring bed rest closer to the fireplace so they’d be warm. She took the moment to make use of her own much stronger body to slide into place on the other end, ducking low and lodging the front legs into her shoulders so she could assist.
What? She was mostly quadrupedal in this form like a gorilla. She had hands, yes, but for the most part she should be on all fours when she wasn’t just flowing everywhere like a blob. It was quite uncomfortable though, so the sooner this was done, the better. “I’ve gotcha covered Elliot, lead the way.” she noted to the younger brother with a smile.
(Again, very sorry about poofing for so long. It wasn't in my control at all.)
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Post by Kira on Oct 16, 2016 2:18:08 GMT
Renamon couldn't help herself but give a small half hearted laugh at the semi long explanation as to the ties that bonded those few, specially Elliots confusion on the question. "Don't need to explain, I understand." After all the Renamon had pretty much done the same with the ten year old that was now partially helping her walk around. Though she was laughing and not having a normally close minded approach about the people around her, then again when in a crisis and you can't use one arm you tend to trust people a bit more then you normally would. Plus Eva was at least someone Renamon knew, and at least seemed to know what she was doing during this time, which was always nice.
Kira led Renamon into the place everyone else went to, after all she would have little to no reason going anywhere else, she ain't got muscles she can't help with things, She would of tried to help with the bed thing for her partner but it would appear the adoptive sister of Elliot was already on to doing that, would of tried to help with the fire but she was pretty sure she wasn't any more help then a laser would of been, that led to the most dangerous task of making Renamon admit she wasn't fine and really needed help, which was hard in its own right since he partner liked to make everyone think she could survive being thrown into the sun.
Speaking of her partner she collapsed once again on her knee holding her useless arm with her good one, though she did hear Elliot refer to her Champion form again. "Renamon, Just call me Renamon. I don't think I'm going to be able to become Kyubimon for a while now." It might of been confusing but hearing that name did slightly sting her in the core, she liked being that form in the digital world, it was easier to defend Kira that way.
Again the wounded Renamon forced herself into a standing position waiting for them to move it to the location, she wasn't arguing which made Kira more worried, normally she acted stronger then this.
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Post by Maia on Oct 18, 2016 7:32:12 GMT
Waving a mitten covered hand at Alicia, the tamer shifted on her Digimon's back. There was a pause, waiting for that awful pun, but nope. It had been caught before anyone could get distressed over it. Darn, everyone needed a good laugh (or groan) in a situation like this! "Yes, we definitely need to catch up," Maia agreed. A bit of guilt was in the back of her mind for not at least throwing a text Alicia's way. Should she have mentioned being grounded for a while, recently? No, it was better to wait for another time. After all, dealing with Digimon was plenty distraction to explain why she hadn't kept in close touch.
And, with the 'lock picking' skills of the cyber-Digimon, the group had found a pretty decent shelter! Oh, good. Now, as long as no zombies or angry monsters showed up, they should be set! Though, with that thought, the girl had to remember how awful fate tended to treat her. Isaac intending to leave managed to shift Maia out of her thoughts, hesitating, before suggesting a, "try to stay safe." Was that really too much to ask?
Sliding off of the Reppamon's back, Maia kept to the wall once she was inside, simply watching everyone preparing the room, while holding the medical kit from earlier. The Champion shifted a little, trying to also keep out of the way without de-digivolving for the time being. Masked face turned to 'look' at the box, then tilted his head. "I have a tiny heal ability thing again. That doesn't involve hurting me. Should I use that?"
This prompted Maia to simply stare down the fox-lion, as the thought hadn't even occurred to her. Why hadn't this been an offer earlier? "Probably? You should probably ask the, uh," she paused, "Renamon." Sure, the injured rookie had just said her name, but it wasn't like Maia paid particular attention to all of it! The statement hadn't been directed at her, after all.
With a small bounce, the Champion looked to Kira, rather than the Digimon that he was supposed to be asking. Well, tamers were the ones that were supposed to make important decisions with their partners! "It won't do much, but it might stop her, uh, hurting. Some. Want me to?" At least it could help a little.
But, while this was being asked, Maia had a new question, posed for the cybernetic Digimon, instead. "Probably a, uh, bad time to ask. Or, rude," she warned, before continuing, "are you the same kind of Digimon as Kira's partner? Or, entirely different?" Okay, so she probably could have found a nicer way to phrase that. Was that an offensive question? Being essentially an alien to this world made it really hard to tell if she was out of line with a question like that!
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Post by Eva on Oct 18, 2016 23:49:53 GMT
Eva was still completely focused on keeping the group alive at this point. The logs were starting to catch, which was a good start, it would mean that the cabin would soon be warm enough to stop them from freezing to death out here, plus as an additional bonus, the smoke from the chimney would potentially be able to attract a search and rescue team, at least, it would if the visibility was better.
"Okay. That should be enough for now. We have enough logs to last us a while too, but it might be a while before any search and rescue teams find us out here."
Eva's damaged arm gave a few grinding and whirring noises as she switched the laser to "safe" mode, the hand/wrist not able to fold back and lock itself into place in its regular sleek mechanical fashion, instead forcing her to fold it back into position and click it into its mountings manually.
Seemed there was no rest for the wicked though, as she started to look around the building some more. If they had to stay here for a while food was going to become an issue, but it seemed the already injured Eva had overexerted herself and her equally damaged systems as her legs just gave out from underneath her, warning messages flashing before her eyes on her HUD.
Fortunately for her, she was able to flop into an armchair rather than just crashing on the hard floor, a wisp of smoke rising from her ruined left leg as she suddenly lost all feeling in it and the HUD started blurting out warnings about losing input. Of course, Eva herself blurted out a couple of choice words in her native English, words that cannot exactly be repeated on a PG-13 site like this. Maia's question did seem to get her attention though. It was difficult to really judge the mix of emotions that query brought up from her facial expression, but, there was certainly anger and sadness in that mix.
"What? Yes, I'm a Renamon, no matter what happened to me that's not going to bloody change. If a human had, well, this- she gestured to the cybernetics. -happen to them, would that make them any less of a human?"
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Oct 19, 2016 0:37:40 GMT
Isaac grinned cheekily at Maia's comment. Somehow, despite being in the form of a giant demon dragon, he still managed to look far more cheeky than deadly. "Heh. Like I'd ever let myself get hurt," he said. "What kind of guy would I be if I put you through all that worry?" With his piece said Isaac moved to take off once again, this time prepared not to return until after more Digimon have been brought back safe and sound. Heck, there could have even be humans in the wreckage! They, and smaller Digimon, would have to be top priority here. Then bigger Digimon. Then victory cuddles.
Meanwhile, Elliot let out a sigh of victory as Alicia helped him alleviate some of the pressure. Beds were not easy to lift from one side, even if Strikedramon was a very well-muscled form. An appreciative smile spread across his face as he said "Thanks, Alicia. I knew I could always count on you." He guided Alicia and couch alike to a nice spot in front of the fireplace, eventually setting it down triumphantly. "And here's your seat for tonight, Renamon. Kuu, think you could check on her wounds?"
Kuu was being interesting today, too. He was oddly careful and thoughtful, and didn't pepper his suggestions with ridiculousness. But then again, Isaac was in oddly heroic form too. Maia went from severely uncomfortable with the Digital World to naturally settling down in a log cabin prepared to survive. Heck, Elliot himself felt oddly comfortable taking charge of a situation like this. He figured that the four of them were simply growing into their roles more, going from a bunch of misfits to true Digital heroes. Wasn't it amazing how much time could change things?
He couldn't wait to see where his next adventure took him.
Of course, then Eva's systems seemed to fail, and she started talking like his raid leader on a bad day. This was probably the wrong group to curse in English in front of, considering everyone here spoke it better than Japanese. Oops! As soon as she flopped into the armchair Elliot started scooting the chair a bit closer to the fireplace, advising her "Okay, tell me when you're nice and warm so I can stop." He may not have known a lot about medicine, but he knew how to help keep people comfortable. He turned to the group (especially focusing on Kuu), worry shining in his eyes. "I don't think healing's gonna work on her, you guys. What do we do?"
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Oct 19, 2016 4:53:33 GMT
Alicia smirked back at Elliot and chuckled as they set the bed into place. “Of course. Anything for my little bro.” She quipped back with a grin as she let go of the bed. “With a mess this bad everybody needs to pitch in where they can or we’d be in trouble.”
She too could notice how the group was changing. She herself has been pushed into taking charge multiple time when before she would’ve probably avoided these kinds of messes all things considered. She had to wonder if she was naturally like this, and just needed something to spark it, or if this was more of her spirits rubbing off on her. Either way, she didn’t really mind it much.
Speaking of pitching in, the cyborg fox digimon had just collapsed and... vented her frustrations in a fairly human-like way. Alicia could understand the fox’s anger, much as anyone else who understood what she was saying would. Having your own body more or less fall apart under you was not a good thing.
Still, it wasn’t like there was much anyone here could do. Nobody had a degree or whatever in cybernetics. What could they do? ... Maybe she could do more then she thought at first. Biting her lip, the Mercurialdramon drew closer to the cyborg “Hey... Um... While this is not exactly my area of experience when it comes to machines, I do actually have a job as a mechanic. I might be able to do some patchwork repairs? No promises or anything but I don’t want to just stand here doing nothing while someone’s suffering.”
”Uh, Kid? Backtrack. Right now. You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into. Her cybernetics are a lot more advanced then anything you’ve seen.” Sol advised grimly, making the Spirit Wielder wince a bit. She knew he was just looking out for her, but he also had to know she couldn’t just take it back now that she’d offered.
“I’m not sure how much I can do, since I don’t exactly have a lot on hand, but I do have access to pretty much any tool I can think of. If you know details about your cybernetics it could help.” Alicia pushed on regardless. This was a bad idea. Probably the worst idea she’d ever had. But she was in for a penny now. Might as well and go all in at this time.
”Heh... she’s a lot like you from the get go, isn’t she? We all have bleeding hearts.” Kisara quipped, shaking her head.
”Indeed... and I pray that it doesn’t destroy her like it nearly did me... This is a dangerous road she’ll be walking now.” Sol mused softly, sighing.
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Post by Kira on Oct 19, 2016 20:49:40 GMT
Renamon didn't even think twice about this, once Elliot and the other person were done with moving the thing she simply walked over there, hardly even looking where she was dropping before falling down on top of the place she was supposed to be resting on tonight. A lot like with Eva it seemed like she more or less flopped into place, glad she fell on the couch near the fireplace instead of the floor, or for some reason the fireplace itself, that would be great for now wouldn't it? At least then she would be a hot topic. Sighing at her own internal pun wishing to slap herself she figured she should thank the two that did that. "Thanks for that, Elliot was it not? You as well Alicia." Despite not hearing her name outright introduced she did hear it from the other human, and again from Elliot so if that wasn't her name Renamon would be surprised.
Kira first looked over at Eva as she went on those strings of curses that she couldn't nor wouldn't repeat, after all Kira did speak english far better then she spoke japanese. Kira then looked at the champion, deciding to forget about the swears since she seemed a bit surprised at what Kuu became, this was the digimon she booped on the nose before? She fought the urge to go over there and do it again for old times sake since he said something about healing Renamon. "Yes please do, even if it's tiny it's better then nothing." She instantly blurted out the moment Kuu offered, she couldn't stand to watch Renamon be hurt like this, not like there was something she could do about this. She looked back over at Elliot eyes going down to the floor for a moment. "Even if it's small, it's better then nothing." She added not knowing herself how much it would help, but darnit it would help out a little.
“With a mess this bad everybody needs to pitch in where they can or we’d be in trouble.”
The instant the other person said something Kira's eyes went straight to the floor, that made her think about the situation at hand, and what she knew. Nothing, she knew nothing and couldn't do anything. Not strong enough to move anything in place like those two, not smart enough to help out with the situation at hand nor even make an attempt to help Eva out, despite her helping everyone out. And lastly and perhaps even worse, being a terrible tamer and nearly getting her partner killed, Kira didn't know how or why but she knew that the reason Renamon was hurt so badly was her own fault, despite the fact that she wouldn't admit it Kira knew, she remembered the metal objects coming towards her, she was supposed to be crushed and cut not Renamon.
"N-Nevermind, Sorry You decide what's best." She added with a shaky voice, as if she was about to start crying again. backing up a bit from Elliot, she slowly lost all confidence she could do, well just about anything to help at this point. And plus he was older, both in years and in knowledge about all of this, she had no right to question what he thought would and wouldn't work.
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Maia
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Might Actually Be A Cat.
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OOC Name: Cheshire/Mai™
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Post by Maia on Oct 22, 2016 9:02:17 GMT
"Well, you have an extensive vocabulary," Maia murmured, in English, toward the cussing Cyber-Renamon. Though, it was entirely understandable. The girl would probably have more than a few choice words, herself, in that situation! But, to the question that was posed after her own, the tamer shrugged. "If a human were like you, I believe we'd call them a cyborg." As an afterthough, there was an added, "though, I'd hate for Social Justice Warriors to get started on that kind of conversation."
Kuu had no idea what Maia was talking about, and decided to ignore all of it! And most participants in the room. Except for Elliot, to which he scoffed an, "I am doing very important things right now! Please hold, and listen to this lovely elevator music!" With that, the Digimon hummed a horrible, off-key tune, before returning to facing Kira. So much for Elliot's thoughts on Kuu being any different than usual!
As if having a similar thought to their meeting, the Digimon pranced in place, before waving one of his front paws in the air. Trying to determine how best to go about this 'very important thing' that needed done. Finally giving up, the Reppamon softly tapped the nose of his mask to Kira's cheek, cheerfully stating, "I can't reach my actual nose to your face! Boop!" If he didn't need one of the moves from this evolution, de-digivolving just for a nose-boop would have been more than likely!
With the A-Okay, the Digimon quickly turned from the tamer, to her partner. A warm breeze rippled through Reppamon's mane, despite being indoors, as he chirped, "Restoring Breeze." The light wind rippled between himself, and the other partner, which should have provided at least a small sum of relief to the incredibly injured Renamon.
Looking to the cybernetic Digimon, Maia found some relief in Alicia's profession at this point. Hardware most certainly was not the teen's strong suit when it came to technology. With any luck, someone else would have a good suggestion for what to do next, as well.
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