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Post by jman88 on May 5, 2014 9:02:06 GMT
"Gee. Thanks. It was very good that found you find it." Ashtar said with a large smile on her face. He was just about to take the star shaped rock from the Gabumon, the Guilmon suddenly leaped out over to them, snarling at them. It looked like he was going to attack again. There was no way Ashtar was going to let him attack this nice Gabumon. Fortunally, he calmed down and the Armadillomon could sigh with relief. It seems that he was concerned that they might break the rock. Ashtar carefully took the rock from the BlackGabumon, looking at it. It does look kinda small and fragile, but really pretty. He could understand why the Guilmon would be concerned about it.
Ashtar went over to the Guilmon, handing him the stone. "There you go." He hoped that this digimon would be very happy to have his special stone back. Hopefully he would calm down enough to be talked to. It may seem weird, but he still thinks that he could befriend this creature. He was also the toughest opponent that he ever face (mostly the only opponent he ever faced). Once the Guilmon accepted his star, the Armadillomon extended his paw over to him to shake.
"Anyway, I think we should probably intoduce ourselves. My name is Ashtar. What's yours?" He said to him, giving him to same warm, wide smile.
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Post by yonnie88 on May 5, 2014 9:44:37 GMT
Yonnie couldn't help but yelp a bit when the Guilmon from earlier came leaping from the grass ready to strike. He didn't understand why this creature would get so agitated. He growled and stared down the Guilmon. He wouldn't mind defending himself if he had to. Then he noticed the Guilmon looking at the stone and suddenly calming down. Then the Armadillomon gave the stone back to him. Did that beautiful stone really belong to this digimon?
The most unbelievable part was that this Armadillomon, who introduce himself as Ashtar, was trying to befriend this creature. Yonnie couldn't understand it. Weren't these two fighting each other a moment ago? Why would one of them to be friends with the other? And with a rather unstable and vicious digimon. It was clear how naive this Ashtar is. Still, he couldn't help be draw this his natural friendly appeal. Is this what making friends was truly about?
So Yonnie carefully approached the two, still on his guard just in case something unexpecting happens. "Greetings...My name is Yonnie. If you don't mind me asking, where exactly did you get that finely sculpted stone?" He asked the Guilmon rather curiously.
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Gumanzi
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Post by Gumanzi on May 11, 2014 15:40:55 GMT
The Guilmon looked up to see the star exposed in the Armadillomon's open palm. Slowly he grabbed Star between his teeth. Then he leaped back with Star in his lips, smiling. His paws plucked Star from his lips so he could gaze down upon it. His tail whirred happily behind him and he was standing up fairly straight again. He looked back up at the digimon to see his paw extended in a handshake. Gumanzi's ear twitched in consideration before slowly letting one paw release Star. His paw wasn't firm, but it wasn't dainty either. Ashtar. The name sunk into his brain. He carefully looked the digimon over assessing that he wasn't a witch or some other voodoo entity that could use his name against him. "Gumanzi", he responded.
Then the Gabumon waddled over. Catching sight of him again the Guilmon's tail froze as he had almost forgotten the creature in all his excitement. He asked about the stone and Gumanzi looked down at the stone to see if he could recall. He opened his jaws but they slowly sealed back together as he realized he didn't really know. He just knew it was around the time of the fire. He shook his head as the memory tried to bleed into his mind and looked back up at the two.
"I found Star a long time ago. Star fell from the sky", at least that's what he always assumed. His tail slowly twitched back and forth, considerably like a feline. He wasn't used to talking, but neither of the digimon were hostile and they did find Star for him. He tried to come up with some other conversation, as is what normally happens in conversation, but Gumanzi didn't really know what to say. He settled with the question, "Where are you going", as in where are the two traveling. "I was bringing Star to Trailmon Terminal." He pause as he considered his explanation. "There's a portal there. Do you know?"
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Post by Palmon, The Vetina on May 12, 2014 16:16:14 GMT
(((You two seem lonely. I was going to do this meeting with Yonnie later but, eh, why not do it now? That said, whether Yonnie attacks or not is up to Jman.)))
The plains could use more flowers. Perhaps nice, green flowers, to match the grass. Or brown to match the trees. The trees that were rare in this area. Anyway, she had never seen a matching flower/grass set. Usually flowers were beautiful for standing out. But in clothes people want to blend in and match.
Vetina assured herself that this would not become some droll social commentary as she planted a few flower seeds here and there. Of course, she would not be around when they first bloom, but one day she would return here. Perhaps green flowers on green grass could be a thi-
Her heart raced a bit. Something... vaguely familiar was nearby. Not quite familiar, but similarly familiar. With little thought otherwise, the odd, chubby Palmon-esque creature went to check it out.
She saw the tail end of the Gumanzi/Ashtar battle, right when the beastial Guilmon lost his precious Star. But her attention was not on them. It was on the third digimon.
That BlackGabumon. And he had a similar ailment as the original Vetina. This new one was also with her own virus, although it was not rage inducing like Scyrus' was; her's was more developed, more complicated, and while easier to deal with, was also more devious should Vetina fully let it took over. She assumed Yonnie was like Scyrus, though, as far as mental virii goes.
Up in a small hill, partially obscured by the grass, her purple palm leaf hair stood out. This was a familiar feeling. A kindred feeling she had with him, even. It was like her feelings for Scyrus. But he was more cold and aloof, and outright stated he had no feelings for her like that. But that Gabumon... she could relate to him more by virtue alone. Even as a Palmon some of her features were retained when she was Jacob the BlackGabumon X.
It was about this time she noticed she had been slowly walking towards the group. It was a trance of curiosity; what was this Gabumon like?
"Dearie, admiration twangs the hearty harp." She muttered to herself. "Any fiercer and it could considered an assault."
A curious looking Palmon, unlike any they may have seen before or after came closer. "Hai, hai, hai, hai, hai..."
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