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Post by agumaru on Apr 29, 2018 3:00:51 GMT
Agumaru sits next to the fire he has created, happy with his work. "See, I told you I could do it," Agumaru confidently says. "And...ooh... it is nice to just relax sometimes, by a warm fire..." His pent up stress, tension, and worries are slowly burned away by the flame. These thieves... somehow... weren't bad people. This was unexpected. He'll have to rethink how good and evil, justice and crime all work.
He is then privy to a 'family argument' that he'd rather not be involved in. "Yeah... there are better prospects for you out there, but I understand a bit why you won't leave Astamon. And it is none of my business so..." He then raises a nonexistent eyebrow. "Wait... Spirit Users are disliked by some? I... didn't know that! Though I barely knew they existed."
"...though if you wanted to, I bet you'd be able to become a famous singer."
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Post by Wren on Apr 29, 2018 3:49:34 GMT
"Yeah fires are...fires are nice." Wren murmurs with a yawn seeming much more relaxed now that she's back in her spirit form. "And yes some Digimon consider us imposters. I've heard of some even accusing us of killing and stealing a Digimon's power believing we murder our opponents so we can use their forms, but that's not where spirits come from." Wren explained letting out a soft grumble of irritation at this false, but all too common notion.
"Well most mons can be idiots so it's ta be expected." Aster adds with a soft snort of derision.
"And I uh...I can't. I don't sing in public. Idols are too easily recognized and I don't...I don't want to be found." She murmured tucking her talons against her chest as she curls her wings about herself trying to appear as small as possible in her nerves. Gently Aster reached out smoothing one sharp nailed out gently over the Harpymons feathers petting her shoulder soothingly.
"It's ok Birdie. I doubt t'ey can find yea in the digital world, but yea don't gotta do anythin you're not comfortable with. T'eres plenty ah ruins we can raid if ta bandit business gets too hot and t'ere's always plenty ah scrap and stuff we can collect and sell though I know it don't pay as well." Aster murmured softly hoping to ease some of the little Spirit user's fears.
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Post by agumaru on Apr 29, 2018 4:01:47 GMT
Something about the warmth and light that a campfire or bonfire gives off is just so relaxing. Agumaru softly smiles, listening to Wren talk about the fire as well. However, he lets out an involuntary chuckle at her mention of being considered an imposter. "Sorry... I just know what it is like to be thought of as an imposter. Some Digimon... just don't give others a chance before judging them, not even asking themselves if what they are even saying is even close to true." He shakes his head sadly, sighing softly.
Wren then mentions not being able to sing in public because not wanting to get recognized. "There's... someone after you?" Astamon tells her that it is unlikely that they would find her in the Digital World. "Wait... humans are after you? Don't worry... while there have been more humans here in the Digital World than normal... they've... kinda been a lot like you in ways. Mostly kids, with Digimon connections. I doubt whoever is after you would be chosen, and if they came without being chosen..."
How a small, cute Lego dinosaur can be intimidating and spooky is a mystery, but the intense, dark look in his eyes definitely wasn't cute. "They wouldn't last a minute out here."
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Post by Wren on Apr 29, 2018 4:51:00 GMT
"I'm more worried about him sending people here after me. I doubt I'm worth wasting his personal time on. I certainly never was before." Wren murmurs softly leaning into Aster for comfort, but at Agumaru's threat the little toy digimon might notice the Astamon's lips curl into a sharp smile. An echo of Agumaru's own threat lingering in his eyes though far more subtle like a knife encased in velvet. For surely whoever threatened Wren would pay dearly if they came here.
"But yeah it's not worth the risk. Though I guess you do understand the whole 'imposter' thing as well. It can make finding work that isn't combat based hard. I mean most of the time I don't even hurt anyone when I rob them. I just scare em out of their bits and go on and I don't hit up anyone that looks like they're having a hard time. It feels kinda wrong to be paid to hurt people when I can just steal from them and keep things on my terms and not be bound to bloodshed by some sort of contract or job." Wren explained though her eyes were growing heavy and the fire was warm and Asters side was so comfortable the Harpymon kept finding herself slowly nodding off. Yet her blue eyes kept darting open even as she fluffy her up feathers for warmth the downy white puffing up like a fuzzy blanket for a moment before smoothing down.
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Post by agumaru on Apr 29, 2018 5:01:29 GMT
The situation with the Human World and the people after her is sounding really complicated, but what is simple is the result of them sending anyone after her. Regardless of whether she has any parents in her old world, she's got a dad in the Digital World more than willing to protect her.
Agumaru takes a deep breath, then sighs. "Sorry... about everything before. Things got out of hand, and also... I may have been a bit judgey. I'm... learning a lot from you. I..." He stifles a yawn, looking away to hide it as he knows how dangerously contagious they are. "I think you're better than a lot of people I've met. If... if you're going to get medical help, I am willing to pay for it, and if not... I'm still willing to pay for it even if you don't go. I think...I... I think I'm glad I met you." The 'imposter' Agumon looks quite sleepy.
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Post by Wren on Apr 30, 2018 3:49:34 GMT
"I already shook you down for bits Agumaru. It's fine it won't take me long to heal back up. I'll be flying just fine by time tomorrow." She assured him gently the Harpymon offering him a wry sleepy fanged grin.
"Sides if she's not I'll take her to ta Doc. He's been wantin to see her anyway." Aster murmured earning a slight skeptical look from Wren who was still apparently rather leery of the idea.
"He's in that city though..." She murmured seeming less then keen on the idea of going somewhere so heavily populated, but Aster just shook his head.
"Doc is a good mon. He won't try nothin." The Astamon assured her even as he rose to grab Wren's bag digging through it to seemingly pull out a couple of sleeping bags from nowhere for the two of them to lay down by the fire. The Demon man Digimon even going so far as to pause and silently offer Agumaru a blanket to use as well.
"We should tuck in. No sense tryin to navigate tis place in ta dark." He explained even as Wren sighed and hopped over to the bag to dig out some pj's for herself as she ambled behind the same wall of vines Aster had used as she de-evolved in a soft flash of light. Reappearing moments later in dark blue and white cloud studded fuzzy pj bottoms and a blue tank top moments later.
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Post by agumaru on Apr 30, 2018 4:01:48 GMT
Wren and Asta quickly reassure Agumaru that she'll be okay and they don't need his bits. "Well, if you are absolutely sure...." Agumaru wasn't. There was still that pinch of guilt, but at least he knows they'll be okay. The talk about the city is slightly concerning to him, though. "You... need any help in the city?"
Soon he realized just how late it was and how tired he was. There was no way he was going to impose, so it was time to hit the road - until he was offered a blanket. "I can.... stay here for the night," he unsuredly asks, "you mean it? ...Thank you." He would take the offered blanket and roll up in it like a bean and brick burrito. For a moment, after the Harpymon left and the little girl in pajamas joined them, there was a slight bit of shock and confusion despite knowing the truth. Spirit Users really are new and strange to him.
Despite Wren having tried to mug him and Astamon having threatened him if he wouldn't leave her alone, the fact that they are admitted thieves, the fact that he was in a strange jungle... none of these things seem to bother him. He smiles softly, warm and cozy by the fire, seeing the two as friends, not foes.
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Post by Wren on May 3, 2018 18:13:56 GMT
"I just don't want to get stuck on a train back to the human world." Cas mumbles sleepily even as she slips into her sleeping bag and snuggles down into the downy fabric. It's not long before the girls eyes begin to close as she tucks the edge of the covers over her head leaving just a few strands of pale pink hair visible.
"I don't~" She yawned, "I don't ever want to go back..." She whispers as she drifts off earning a soft huff from Aster as the Astamon himself curls up for bed.
"Yeah yeah kid. I hear yea." He grumbles good naturedly as he reaches out to very carefully pat the little Spirit user on the head before turning to glance at Agumaru. Offering the little brick Digimon a shrug he rolls his back to the little Mon before letting out a tired sigh.
"I started teaching her treasure hunting to supplement, but it's slow goin. A guy like me really only has a certain set ah skills." Aster murmured quietly into the night air unsure why he feels the need to justify himself. To explain that the world wasn't as black and white as it sometimes appeared.
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Post by agumaru on May 3, 2018 18:49:13 GMT
"Wow... poor girl..." Agumaru cannot relate to this situation. Not wanting to go home? He was looking forward to going home, once he deems himself strong enough to be its protector, but she seems to never want to go back. "It... must be pretty rough back there to not want to return. Just who is after her...?" He then sleepily glances towards Astamon. "At least..." he whispers, "...at least she has good family here. I think she's much safer by the sounds of things."
Speaking of Astamon as Wren's family, Aster feels the need to explain himself. However, Agumaru doesn't seem to be judging any more. "Yeah... I understand. You are doing what you can." He gives him a sad, soft, sleepy smile. "Treasure hunting... not the most stable profession, but... you're doing what you can. And you're doing pretty well at that." He closes his eyes and sighs quietly, rolling over in his blanket burrito. "You're a decent Digimon."
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