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Post by Dr. Mikemon on May 2, 2019 23:11:45 GMT
"You too, Holly."
The cat gave a smile for the moment, before settling down to focus. Perhaps the Clarimon wouldn't be used to seeing it: as Holly put more data through the jade, Mikemon's pupils narrowed to that of pinpricks, keeping his attention wholly on the entity of data in front of him. He had to handle it perfectly: his daughter's intent, when she overfed data into the system, and when she didn't put enough to keep up the flow.
Mikemon acted as a guide to her, keeping Holly on-track while she continued to make the marble in her own image. It would take an exceptionally long time to do so, but after about an hour, she'd have it: a large sphere, about the size of Mikemon's red crystal, held carefully in the doctor's arms...
... Just as Holly fell backwards, turning to a Botamon as she landed on the soft grass underneath. Blinking, and falling down to his champion level himself, the cat's ear gave a twitch, looking right down at that sphere.
Of course you do.
With a warm smile and a tired sigh, Mikemon would step forward and collect those marbles, carefully stowing them in a strong bag, before moving to collect that cute Botamon from the ground. He'd step inside, move right up to Holly's room, and hum as he set the fresh level down on her bed.
Following that, putting the spheres carefully into a desk drawer, the cat would slip up, sit next to Holly, and gently stroke the back of her head.
"Shh... time to sleep, alright?"
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2019 0:12:53 GMT
"Considering that I don't know what I'm doing... well. Uh... Yes that's a good idea isn't it?"
That musical giggle that followed before getting into the proper focus... Well the work itself went how she expected, with her doing most of the heavy lifting while he fixed all the things she was missing or doing wrong. It wasn't hard, it honestly wasn't Not to someone like him, someone that she looked up to so fiercely.
Someone that she wanted to impress so badly that she even threw herself into the fires of others to try to at least make him understand her. Which he already did, she just didn't know it. She was very proud of the orb, her face creased in a smile. The orb on it's own hummed with delight hearing that it had purpose. That they had purpose!
What is that purpose then... Father?
It was curious, calling it's 'owners' parent by the same accord. It sounded happy and tired just like Holly would of if she could speak. Instead she was sort of sitting on the ground, seeming to try to straighten herself. She'd look to frown as she couldn't even talk, the orbs clicking softly in that bag...
"!!!!!.....??"
Soundless, tired, excitable. Her eyes struggled to stay open as her da gave her that gentle stroke. It wouldn't take much for her to really accept the fact she couldn't do anything other than rest. She'd slowly give a nod of her entire head, those yellow eyes fading into the black and her body deflating as she relaxed.
"....."
However unlike the other orbs, the 'center' orb refused to stay in the drawer. Hovering out of it with a musical little hum, it seemed to be paying a marvelous amount of attention.
This is her... Our home?
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Post by Dr. Mikemon on May 3, 2019 17:45:25 GMT
That's for you to decide. You and Holly, anyway.
What a playful little spirit, this marble! Carefully bringing Holly up to her room and resting the Botamon on her bed, it didn't take much to lull the tired fresh level off to sleep, Mikemon even giving a small smile as she did so. He would slowly pull back as Holly started to rest, and was about to head out - when that marble appeared once more, right out of the drawer.
... Yes. Yes, this is your home. Smiling, nodding, Mikemon would open the drawer in full, and pull that bag out, gently taking each sphere, resting them near the Botamon. He'd even take the larger marble, and rest it right down on the bed, a careful hand running over the surface.
Watch her. Grow with her. Be her support... and be her friend.
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2019 14:38:58 GMT
"....When she wakes we will talk then..."
The marble seemed oddly thoughtful, even watching the mikemon as it tended to their 'mother' or their 'master' of sorts. The answer that the mikemon provided to it seemed to please them. The others didn't seem to mind being handled by the mikemon and would rest easily by the Fresh. While the largest sort of flitted about, though once the mikemon moved it to on the bed it'd still down a tad. It grew silent for a long few moments, hesitant even.
"I will do so without fail Sir."
The marble seemed tired, pleased and somewhat curious about that hand running across it's surface. To the mikemon he'd be able to feel the raw power the marbles contained and their connection to holly as it was still in the fledging stages the latter-most wouldn't be the strongest. But it was still there and easily discernible for someone who had been there at it's conception.
"For now... sleeping sounds good. Thank you sir..."
The marbles lost their glow for a moment, going dormant while their 'master' slept. The latter of which seemed to be resting comfortably, if not exhausted by the effort that they had put in. But that still begged an honest question now that this entire event had come to a close.
Just what was Holly becoming?
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