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Spadventures in the Mountains! [Kitt]
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Post by Kitt on Jul 26, 2019 3:03:39 GMT
Kitt would slowly come to as he heard a deep voice calling for him, shaking his shoulder gently. At first, he thought he thought he was back in his bed at Myceal's Inn, and the deep voice was Logane trying to wake him up so he can start the day. He didn't want to respond at first because the only time the Bancho Leomon would wake him was when it was time to him and Eris's early morning exercises, something that Kitt wasn't fond of. However, feeling that any moment Eris would come in and start jumping on him to wake him up, or even nibble on his tail, the Spadamon raised his hand. "I'm up. I'm up, Mr. Logane." Kitt complained.
He was curled up at where he slept, with his coat used a blanket. Kitt yawned and stretched, begrudgingly ready to begin his day. Opening his eyes, he slowly realize that he was not in his bed, nor at Luminas City for that matter, instead in a large nest. To his side was a familiar Panjyamon sitting right on the edge of the nest.
It was coming back to him now. He was visiting Ophelia's family, and they got into a big fight. He had went to take a nap in the family's nest. How could he forget. He had made a fool of himself in front of the family, ruining their first impression of him. Still, Kitt got to his knees still stretching as he moved. He would brush the hair that was covering his eyes since he wasn't wearing his head visor, and began darting his eyes, trying to find an suitable answer for Ophelia's dad.
"I-I'm fine, sir," he murmured, "And I uhhh...I slept alright, I guess." His eyes turned to find the Blue Queen sitting on the edge next to the Panjyamon. As he asked if he wanted to come out and eat with the rest of the family, Kitt went to grab it, both the blades still out from earlier. After a few moments, the weapon would dematerialized into data, with Kitt absorbing it into him.
"I'm..good right here, sir." he responded, lowering his head down. He didn't want to go out there to Ophelia and the others after what happened. He didn't want to make everything awkward. He turned to the Panjyamon. "How long was I out?"
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Ophelia
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Post by Ophelia on Jul 27, 2019 3:22:21 GMT
Callus couldn't help but chuckle in amusement, at Kitt's ensuing complaints over being woken up; leaning back a little as Kitt raised a hand in protest. Mr Logane... He wondered who this Logane might be - it certainly sounded like someone that Kitt might've lived with, though he didn't worry too much over it, at least for now. Instead, he'd simply quietly watch as the little Spadamon began to stir - stretching and yawning, and brushing back his mane. For a moment, Callus had the urge to give a hand in grooming - it was a routine that he and his family had gotten used to, in grooming each other... It helped strengthen bonds, it was healthy, and it was soothing. Though... Kitt was clearly a more civilized digimon, and also a guest - so Callus had to remember his manners from a time that felt forever ago, in respecting Kitt's personal space.
Instead, he'd smile warmly to Kitt as the Spadamon found his bearings and soon responded, confirming that he felt fine, and had slept alright. "That's good to hear. I figured a little time for everyone to cool their heads would do you and Ophelia both some good. It's probably worth mentioning that she's been feeling bad over the argument you both had, too." He'd respond as well, slowly nodding and watching as Kitt retrieved his Blue Queen - breaking it down into data, and absorbing said data into himself. It was rather fascinating, the weapon - Callus couldn't help but wonder who or what made it, and how exactly it worked; given that it seemed to have some form of fire to it. It itched a certain part of him from before he ever came to settle in these mountains - though... He'd push it aside for now, focusing more on Kitt.
As Kitt mentioned wanting to stay in here, and asked how long he was asleep, Callus would nod. "You've only been asleep for a few hours, I believe? It's always a little hard to judge the passing of time, with the clouds and fog around here obscuring the sky, though I'd like to think that my internal clock is trustworthy enough." He'd chuckle briefly with that, but smiled down to Kitt, mentioning "In any case, I'll get you some food, then. Would you like some company, while you eat? I figure that the both of us could get to know each other a little, if you'd like." Even after Kitt's previous outburst and fight, Callus didn't seem to be worrying over it all that much - more paying attention to Kitt's needs and wants, and to befriending him. "Do you have any preferences in food?" Callus would also ask, as he stood. "We've got some meat and root vegetables both, that we've been cooking - Gertrude had a good haul today."
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Post by Kitt on Jul 27, 2019 16:49:36 GMT
Kitt turned to the Panjyamon. “Ophelia’s feeling bad?” He lowered his head, looking at the copious amounts of fur he’d been sleeping on. “I...didn’t realize how much worry I put on her…” He really messed this up. At first, this was supposed to be a fun and exciting weekend in the mountains, but one thing led to another, and things quickly escalated to argumentative chaos. He could have prevented things from going too far. If only he could have kept his anger in check, things wouldn’t be like this.
Hearing from the Panjyamon that he’d only been asleep for a few hours, Kitt figured as much. He can feel that it was around evening time mostly, considering they arrived here around the afternoon time.
When he asked if he wanted some company when he eats, Kitt was a bit surprised. He thought that the older Digimon wouldn’t want to be near him, considering his outburst and the fact he was still just a stranger. Kitt nodded “I...would like that very much, sir.” he softy said. Truth be told, Kitt didn’t want to be alone, but he didn’t want everyone in here. Just one person was enough for now before he could muster up the courage to see everyone again.
As Ophelia’s dad was about to leave, he asked what he wanted to eat, either meat or vegetables. “I would like a mix of both, please.” Gertrude? Who was that? He tilted his head when the Panjyamon said that name. Was it another guest like him coming for dinner, or were they like a food delivery Digimon or something?
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Ophelia
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Post by Ophelia on Jul 28, 2019 13:07:30 GMT
Callus smiled warmly, reaching over to gently squeeze Kitt's shoulder in a reassuring fashion. "She's not mad at you or holding any hard feelings, if it helps at all. In fact, I imagine she regrets this whole argument just as much as you do." He'd calmly mention, gently patting Kitt's shoulder before he straightened up. "When you're feeling ready to come out and meet with her, you'll have all the time in the world to talk to her and smooth things over between the both of you; Sound good? It might be awkward, you both might stumble over your words - but as long as you both be honest and speak your feelings, it'll all be okay in the end."
Even if Kitt was a stranger, he was still just a kid - a kid that probably needed a nudge in the right direction from a parental figure. Callus didn't mind being that figure at all - in fact, he both appreciated Kitt's visit, and the chance to give him a hand with these things; emotions were confusing things sometimes, especially for younger digimon, and especially for a digimon that was hurting - like Kitt was. As Kitt confirmed that he wanted some company, and wanted a mix of both meat and vegetables, Callus would nod - making to step out of the den... Though he would pause in his steps upon noting Kitt's headtilt at the mention of Gertrude. Ah - that's right, Kitt hadn't met her properly...
"She's my mate," Callus explained with a smile. "A little rough around the edges, as a wild digimon - you'll definitely see where a lot of Ophelia's lack of restraint and Laertes' quiet nature comes from when you meet her. She means well, though, and she'll probably love to meet you, too - even if she doesn't show it easily." He'd chuckle a little at the thought - frankly, he imagined Kitt will be a little intimidated at first - but hopefully he'll be able to warm up to Gertrude. "I'll be back in just a minute, though. Sit tight, okay?" With that, Callus would briefly step out of the den - disappearing from view. . .
. . . It didn't take too long for Callus to return, with some skewers; the skewers having decent-sized portions of cooked meat and chopped root vegetables on them. There also appeared to be seasonings from whatever local herbs that Gertrude could scrounge up in her hunting and gathering. Smiling in Kitt's direction, he would pass a couple of the skewers to him, before sitting down next to him in the den. "It isn't anything gourmet, but we know how to make do with what we have." Callus would mention with a chuckle - taking a bite from his own skewer.
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Post by Kitt on Jul 30, 2019 3:51:14 GMT
Kitt's blinked a bit when Callus explained who Gerturde was. So she was Ophelia's mother, huh? So that's where Ophelia's die-hard attitude came from. It wasn't a surprise since if Ophelia's dad was very polite, then it was her mother where she'd inherited those traits from. He then started to imagine what her mom looked like, was she a battle-hardened, stoic Digimon, or someone with an appearance that will through any unsuspecting person off?
Callus then stepped out of the den, telling the Spadamon that he'll be back with his food. With that, Kitt was alone with his thoughts. The first thing that popped into her mind was Eris; he wondered what she was doing right now. Before he left, she said she was doing some business with Uncle Logane to do something important. She wanted him to come, but didn't want to ruin a chance to spend time with Ophelia since he hadn't seen her in a while, so she didn't want him to miss this opportunity.
Then Dio and little brother Gio popped into his mind. He didn't get to know much about them, but he knew that they were good Digimon. If they were not, they wouldn't have gone out of their way to train Kitt, teaching him that fighting can be a last option if something stood between him and those he cares about being in danger. Not only that, the Dark Lord also taught him how to tap in to Digivolution. That he was grateful for. Kitt wondered what they were up to, probably up to no good since Gio was a little...out of hand for the most part as Dio put it.
He sighed, laying on his back. When he finally musters enough courage to see Ophelia again, he started to think about what to say. An apology was first, that was certain. But what else? Would that be enough? And if not, what else can he do?
Kitt's thoughts were interrupted when Callus returned, carrying some food. It was a copious amounts of meat and vegetable...on a stick? Kitt never saw something like that before. Back in Luminas City, food was served on a plate, all types of food for that matter. But despite its appearance, the food smells good.
"Thank you very much for the meal," Kitt spoke softly, grabbing the skewer. He watched as the Panjyamon took a bite out of his food. After sniffing it a few times did Kitt picked some meat and vegetables and plopped them in his mouth.
The food was good. Real good. There was something about the taste that he couldn't quite put his finger on. Was their a special ingredient or something? A small smile appeared on his face as he chewed his food, using his arm to remove any meat and vegetable juices that was oozing down his chin. "The food's delicious, Mr, Callus." He finished off his skewer and grabbed another one.
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Post by Ophelia on Jul 31, 2019 13:09:56 GMT
Callus smiled warmly as he watched Kitt sample food from the skewer - visibly happy to see that Kitt was enjoying the meal. He had been a little concerned that it wouldn't be quite as fancy or flavorful as most civilized meals seemed to be nowadays, but it was apparent that the Spadamon was chowing down happily. Similarly, he'd use a finger to wipe off any juices that'd drip down from his own skewers - briefly licking the juices off his fingers before he'd continue eating, taking his time. Normally, he was eager to chow down just as eagerly as Kitt was, but... He didn't mind having an excuse to talk to the cub and get to know him.
"I'm glad to see that you're enjoying it, Kitt." He'd smile down to the Spadamon, adding "Perhaps, if you think that you'll be staying awhile, or if you ever come visit again, we can teach you a bit about gathering and cooking your own food in the wild? Finding food out in the mountains can be difficult - let alone digging it up, with how the earth beneath the snow tends to be rocky and frozen solid - but a bit of perseverance, resourcefulness, and tenacity helps in surviving up here. I imagine that sword of yours would cut into the ground quite easily, too, with its fire."
Being strong helped, too - with how strong Gertrude was as an Ultimate digimon, the frozen earth was no match for her when her nose picked up on food. But that likely wouldn't be relevant to the little cub - he seemed rather young, given his size; perhaps freshly Rookie. That or malnourished - which, neither of them meant that he was particularly likely to properly reach Champion stage soon, at least in his opinion. Perhaps if Kitt put on a bit more weight first?
Either way, Callus supposed that they ought to find a conversation topic, if he was going to get to know Kitt like he originally intended. A faintly amused smile drifting across Callus' expression, the Panjyamon would glance in Kitt's direction - before asking "You know, you mentioned a Mr. Logane, while I was waking you up earlier. Mind if I ask who he is? He sounds like someone who has woken you up like that before, if I had to infer from before." Callus would chuckle wryly with that, as he picked up another skewer for himself. As good a place to start as any, he'd figure. Was Mr. Logane a teacher, or uncle, for Kitt?
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Post by Kitt on Aug 7, 2019 20:52:01 GMT
Kitt understood Callus's advice as he began to nom his second skewer. Since Logane and Eris were off on a job and wouldn't be back for two days, he didn't see any harm in learning what its like living in the mountains. He already knew how to survive in temperature climates like the forest for example, but the cold, harsh mountains where snow storms were an almost daily occurrence was another story. It may proof useful if he ever gets stranded in the mountains if that ever happens.
"I...I would appreciate that very much, Mr. Callus," Kitt said, glancing at the large Digimon. "I won't be going home for another two days, so I guess that's ok."
Kitt would continue to much on his food, trying to savor each bite before he grabs another one. There was something about this food that reminded him of home. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he guess the reason why it tastes so good was due to effort and love put into cooking it. That was the best thing about home cooked meals compared to food you get at restaurants, whereas they're made quick in order to get out the door faster.
Before he could take another bite, Callus then asked him about who Logane was, in which Kitt's eyes widen a bit as he turned to him. Was he talking in his sleep again? He darted his eyes to the nest. How embarrassing, he thought to himself, before looking back at the Panjyamon.
"Mr. Logane is..." he paused, trying to articulate the words in his head so they would come out better. "Mr. Logane is my best friend's uncle. He's a BanchoLeomon who took me under his wing when I was in a really...unfortunate situation."
He paused for a minute, taking a deep breathe. Then he continued.
"Before then, I was homeless for a few months, traveling around and doing whatever I could to just survive. I didn't chose to be in that predicament, but I had no choice because I had to get away from a bad town that treated me badly; I think it's somewhere in this region. One thing led to another, and I found people who treated me with love. Had I not met those two, I probably may not be here right now."
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Post by Ophelia on Aug 13, 2019 0:09:23 GMT
So Kitt would be hanging around for a few days? Callus would hum a little in understanding, and chuckle, nodding. "Then it's set. Perhaps you could join one of us on a couple of patrols or hunts, over the next couple of days, then?" He would suggest, smiling warmly. "We'd be more than happy to teach you what it's like to live in the mountains, us and the kids both. I'm sure they'd be happy to have more opportunities to get to know you, too; Laertes seemed especially curious about your fighting style from watching you and Ophelia spar, and I'm sure you already know how we feel about that unique weapon of yours." He would finish that off with a chuckle, taking a large bite out of his skewer.
As he began asking about Logane, though... It wouldn't take much for Callus to notice Kitt's possible sheepishness, or perhaps embarrassment. The older Panjyamon would, initially, be unable to help an amused smile - figuring that Kitt was embarrassed over being caught sleep-talking; not that it was anything to worry of. Homeostasis knew that a couple of them had a tendency to sleeptalk, from time to time. Though, a thought then occurred to them of whether he was actually comfortable with the subject... Callus was about to reassure Kitt that it was okay if he didn't want to talk about this, though the little Spadamon would be first to speak up, explaining who Logane was.
And explain he did - Callus would quietly listen as Kitt spoke about who Logane was to him, and his original circumstances that would, eventually, have led to him meeting Logane and this best friend of his. The Panjyamon was quiet, contemplative, and an attentive ear to Kitt's tale - and when the younger cub finished, Callus would gently nod in acknowledgement. "... It certainly sounds like you've been through a lot... I'm sure it must've been lonely, for a time, being on your own like that - not to mention tough... But it's good to hear that you've found people who treat you well, who treat you with the kindness a young soul like you deserves." He would begin, reaching over to pat Kitt's shoulder, and offering him a warm and reassuring smile.
"As I've said before... It'll take time before you can move on from the things that happened in your past completely; but you have people who are there for you, at least. People who are more than happy to give you a hand with dealing with all the emotions, the bad memories, the thoughts, and troubles that may come from it. But, with time..." The smile would grow a bit, as he moved to gently ruffle the top of Kitt's head. "... You'll be able to move past it all. And even for now, in the meantime, it's okay to feel the emotions that you may; as long as you are able to direct them in a healthy fashion. I'm here, if you ever want to talk; and I'm sure the other kids would be more than happy to listen to your ails, too, if you ever want to sit down and talk it out with them."
"You're a bright young man, and I think you have a lot of potential in wherever you decide you want to take yourself. You just gotta put your best foot forward, as they say." He'd conclude this with a chuckle, taking another large bite from his skewer; an ear twitching upwards as he heard some brief laughter from outside. Ah, the kids must be goofing around...
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Post by Kitt on Aug 14, 2019 1:14:50 GMT
Kitt sat back, silently thoughtful, while Callus imparted his thoughts and concerns. He opened his mouth a few times to respond, but found himself at a loss. He was a bit thankful that the Panjyamon was attentive to hear his rough upbringings. The last thing Kitt wanted was to vent because telling all this to someone he had only know for a few hours would be too much, and it probably make things awkward, make him seem like a helpless child that needs constant protection. That's why he rarely talks about it to everyone except Eris and Logane; that's why he never once told Ophelia about this. He didn't want to necessarily burden her with such a heavy topic. Well...she already knows now due to his outburst.
Callus then said that Kitt doesn't have to deal with this alone, which made the Spadamon turn to him in surprise. He then went into his thoughts. He was right. Even though it was ok to feel the way he was feeling. perhaps he didn't have to shoulder all this pain by himself anymore. Mon like Ophelia wouldn't judge him or anything. He had forgotten the most important thing of all: he wasn't by himself anymore. He now had people in his life that cares about him, worry about his wellbeing, and overall just wants him to be happy. Kitt had seemed content with everything before. He had never considered he was hiding his true emotions deep inside, under a mask.
Lying to them.
Tears began to form in the Spadamon's eyes. "You're right," he murmured, sniffing away any snot and rubbing his eyes so he wouldn't start crying again. "I had closed myself off for so long, that I forgot what it meant to shoulder pain with others. What I've been through...I didn't deserve it. But now I have this second chance in life to finally connect and I don't wanna lose it."
He stood up in front of Callus, lowering himself in a bow. "Thank you, Mister Callus." His tone projected was that of happiness and relief. "I really needed this. I don't know what the future lies in store for me, but if it's with my best friend, Eris, I'll follow her through the ends of the digital world."
Both of his ears twitched as he heard laughter from outside, most likely Ophelia and the others. He'd been cooped up in here long enough. It was time for him to see the light. "Excuse me." he said, bowing one more time before dashing out of the den, but not without tracing his steps back and grabbing one of the skewers, putting it in his mouth.
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Post by Ophelia on Aug 14, 2019 7:17:12 GMT
Once Callus had said his part, the Panjyamon would be quiet; giving Kitt all the time he needed to process and think things over. Even if he was silent though, Callus would still peer over to the Spadamon with a warm and patient gaze, smiling gently. Kitt wasn't a bad kid in any sense - he just needed a nudge in the right direction, was all, in his opinion; and hearing Kitt's eventual response would only confirm that, bringing a smile of pride to the older Panjyamon's face. "Atta boy," He'd praise Kitt, "Treasure those bonds, treasure the feelings you have from them. Any relationship - even friendship - may have its ups and downs, but a good relationship will leave you feeling good in the end, even with the downs."
As Kitt would bow to Callus and thank him, he would chuckle and nod in response. "Of course, Kitt. If Ophelia considers you family, then I'm more than happy to consider you family - and I wouldn't be a very good father if I neglected even my theoretical cubs!" He would reach over to give Kitt a hearty pat on the back, and nodded. "And that sounds like a solid plan, too. I'd hazard a guess that you're pretty close to this Eris fella, hm?" He did enjoy chatting with Kitt - it seemed like even if the young Spadamon did have his rough past, that he also knew a good few people who were there for him.
But then, with the sound of laughter from outside, Kitt would make to dart from the den - not without grabbing one last skewer for himself. Callus couldn't help a brief laugh with this - the cub really did enjoy those skewers, didn't he? - before he'd gather them up, and begin to follow Kitt out of the den, back to the chill of the mountainside beyond...
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"Gah!" "Hehe, gotcha!"
Laertes would yelp as Ophelia pounced forward onto the Strabimon, sending the two youngsters tumbling over into the snow - a brief "Oof!" escaping Laertes as the duo impacted. Cassie, on the sidelines, would take this as a chance to leap onto the both of them, snow being kicked up by her flippers in the process - "Here I come!" - and the resulting impact sending the trio rolling to the side, Ophelia releasing a brief "Gyah!" as it happened. It was quite obvious that the trio were playwrestling, having already eaten their fill of dinner and now burning off all of that excess energy they had by goofing around amongst the three of them, giggling and laughing all the whilst.
Off to the side though, towards the cooking fire, would sit a large figure. Larger than Callus, even, by perhaps a foot; a large Blizzarmon would be watching the three kids play, as she tended to the fire. As Kitt and Callus exited, she'd glance briefly in their direction - particularly staring at Kitt, as though gauging him, before she'd simply hum, "Hm," and return to tending to the cooking fire. Callus would glance to her, then Kitt - mentioning "That's my mate, Gertrude. She might be a little bit intimidating and rough around the edges, but she means well." with a comforting smile.
It would be right around then, though, that the kids would notice Kitt as well - the wrestlepile that they had been in briefly separating. Laertes would sit criss-cross in the snow and Cassie would be flopped in the snow upside-down, the duo both watching Callus and Kitt from afar. Ophelia, though, would be the one to get up and approach - even if she seemed to briefly hesitate at it. Would Kitt still be angry at her? Would he want to go home early, or even be her friend anymore? Even if she had been trying to distract herself with interacting with her family, these sorts of thoughts had been bothering her greatly; her own perfectionist side having once more come to wear and worry at her.
Even if she was feeling nervous though, and even if she was feeling quite un-herself... She'd still be able to find the confidence to approach Kitt, to check up on him. "Hey, uhm... Kitt?" She'd begin, her thumbs briefly twiddling in a sort of fidget. "Are... How are you feeling? Is... erm..." Fuck, she hated feeling like this - not knowing even where to begin to word things, she'd briefly growl at herself, a hand reaching up to tug at her own mane as she tried to re-find her words. "Fuck, like, uhm... I'm... I'm sorry about before." She'd finally manage to get out - trying to look Kitt in the eye the best she could. "I should've listened to your feelings and chilled out some - I'm... Not used to taking it as easy as I really should be, sparring with others; I'm used to just letting go and enjoying the thrill of the spar, but... I just ended up spooking you in the process, and I'm sorry about that."
"... Are... ... Are we okay? Are we still friends?" Ophelia's eyes would drift downwards, though she'd take in a deep breath to try and calm herself, to try and get herself to look Kitt in the eye once more. It would also help in calming the anxious lioness, when Callus would reach over to give Ophelia a comforting pat on the shoulder - mentioning "I'll let you two talk it out, call me if you need me." as he'd move to sit with Gertrude - the two older digimon greeting eachother by pressing their foreheads together, and briefly kissing.
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Post by Kitt on Aug 15, 2019 0:41:08 GMT
Hearing the sounds of laughter and bodies hitting the snow, Kitt rushed out to see Ophelia, Cassie, and Laertes wrestling in the snow. They seemed to be having fun. Maybe if his attuide in the sparring match turned out different, he would be right there with them: having fun in the cold evening with no worries whatsoever.
In addition, Kitt noticed something strange in him: he wasn't as cold as he was before when he first came up to the mountains. Instead, he felt a bit warm and fluffy. Glancing at himself for a second, he saw that his fur was a bit thicker than this afternoon, not as long as Ophelia's, but long enough that he was a difference compared the last time she saw him. He didn't think that his fur would respond that quick to a different climate. Perhaps it was the Spadamon's digicode reconfiguring to suit his needs.
Tuning to the side, Kitt saw a large Digimon sitting next to a fire, tending to it. They turned to look at him, in which he responded to backing up a few steps before they went back to what they were doing. Hearing from Callus that was his mate, Ophelia's mom, Kitt lowered his guard and turned towards to Panjyamon.
"I could tell," he said nervously. "Her and big sis have the same aura."
Kitt's attention would then turn the others, who just noticed he was there. Usually seeing all eyes on him would break in out in a cold sweat and start to panic internally, but it didn't. For some reason, he felt content with himself. His posture wasn't that of a nerve-wracked sissy, instead, it was firm and honest with what he was feeling right now.
Watching Ophelia approach however, was when he was taken a bit aback. Looking at her, he didn't see the warm and outgoing personality on her face, instead it was nervousness and hesitation, something that he would usually feel. This was the first time Kitt was seeing her like this, and it made him sad just seeing this.
As she talked, Kitt would quietly listen as she spoke, trying to ask how he was doing before tumbling into an apology. Unlike the older Spadamon, Kitt didn't took his eyes off her. What Callus said was true: she took it more harder than he did. When she asked if they were still friends, however, did Kitt broke his silence.
"No...we're not friends..."
Kitt then wrapped his arms around her, purring softly as he hugged her tightly. "...We're family. You're my sister, and I'm...you're brother."
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Post by Ophelia on Aug 15, 2019 5:46:43 GMT
Callus would chuckle a little at Kitt's comment about Gertrude and Ophelia having the same aura. "I wouldn't be surprised; Ophelia took after her an awful lot, particularly in terms of their fighting styles. Whereas Laertes and Cassie preferred learning more hand-to-hand type combat from me, Ophelia took a shine to Gertrude's style of using weapons, and learned from her primarily." He'd explain, gently nodding in Gertrude's direction as he mentioned her. "It's likely where she picked up her Devimon-may-care attitude in fights, too; given that she and Gertrude tend to get a bit wild and unrestrained in their occasional spars and training sessions."
As for Kitt and Ophelia, though... Callus' reassurance, as well as her deep breath, would be enough to help the older Spadamon look Kitt in the eye - though it was clear that Ophelia was still a little nervous and anxious, if the tension in her body language - particularly her shoulders, and the way her tail would stiffly twitch - was anything to imply. How was Kitt going to respond? Would he forgive her? Would he still be angry at her? Frankly, she hated feeling so anxious and unsure, yet she also hated feeling like she was unable to maintain a proper friendship with those that were even a little different from her; the perfection gnawing at her mind like so.
Then Kitt's response would come. Initially, when Kitt broke that silence to state that they weren't friends, there would be a definite shift in her body language; the way her tail would stiffen, and her jaw tensed, with the slightest sharp inhale... Yet, when Kitt pulled her into a tight embrace, stating that they were family... Ophelia, of course, would be surprised at first - a brief "Mrrp!" escaping her as she was pulled in - and yet... Hearing Kitt's words, hearing the soft and reassuring purring from him... Ophelia would practically melt against Kitt, tightly hugging him back as she buried her face against the crook of his neck and lovingly nuzzled him, simply purring in response.
"... Thank you..."
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Post by Kitt on Aug 18, 2019 0:48:08 GMT
Kitt only smile at Ophelia's response, reassuring himself that everything's alright now. He rested his chin on the top of her head as his purring became more audible, showing that he was comfortable.
"I'm the one who should apologize," he began, slightly swaying Ophelia back and forth. "I should have called the sparring match then and there before things got too uncomfortable with me. I lost my cool, allowed my bad emotions and memories to consume me, and in turn, I let it out on you, embarrassing myself in front of you're family."
He then loosen his grip around her, placing his hands on her shoulders. "For as long as I live, I vow to never make you feel sad ever again! Like you said to me this afternoon, you're my big sis, so like you're gonna look after me with your siblings, I'm gonna look after you as well!
"Sides~" A little grin appeared on Kitt's face. Without warning, he started to slowly lift her up, grunting as he did so. Remembering how they met back in the Trainings Grounds where the older Spadamon pounced at him without warning, rolling in the grass and crashing into a nearby tree in the process, Kitt decided on a little friendly payback. the only problem: Ophelia was heavy, like, more heavy than he initially thought. Her size and weight made it difficult to even lift her two inches off the ground. On top of that, compared to her and the rest of her family, he was a shorty.
Managing to lift her up a reasonable height after a couple of agonizing seconds, Kitt prepared to body slam her into the snow. Unfortunately, her weight was too much for him and he suddenly let go of her, tripping on his head armor that he took off a few hours ago, and falling flat into the snow.
He let out a soft laughter, rolling himself onto his back. "I guess I'm still a long ways away from even carrying you."
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Ophelia
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OOC Name: Tsukistar
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Post by Ophelia on Aug 18, 2019 5:09:08 GMT
Everything about this was soothing to her. Kitt's scent all around her, the sound of his gentle purring, the feeling of the shared warmth between them, of his arms around her... It all was relaxing for her, and prompted her to purr just as loudly - if not louder - than him, her tail slowly swaying contentedly. The rocking back and forth, too, seemed to relax her - easily going back and forth with the motions as he did. One would think that she might've dozed off completely, even - if it weren't for the fact that her ears would gently twitch in reaction to his voice, as he listened to him speak.
He didn't need to apologize, she believed - he had been through a lot, and she was being insensitive before. Yet, she listened still - and feeling him let go of her to instead place his hands on her shoulders, and declare to look after her just like she'll look after him... She couldn't help but chuckle and grin gently; nuzzling and bunting her head against Kitt before she'd straighten up - idly rubbing her eyes with the heel of her palm. "Heh... Hell yeah; we're a family!" She'd declare right back, tilting her forehead against his, grinning more brightly, and purring happily...
... Though, she'd blink a little at noticing Kitt's grin - before letting out a small "Prrp??" as she felt herself being lifted by him! Indeed, between her size, her thick fur, and armor, the older Spadamon was quite a hefty girl; though she, thankfully, wouldn't really put up a fight. Initially, this was out of her surprise and bemusement - not expecting Kitt to try and pull a cheeky move like this - but after that surprise quickly faded, she was more amused than anything. Ophelia giggled briefly as Kitt managed to lift her off the ground a respectable amount, putting her hands on Kitt's shoulders for balance and waiting to see what he was going to do.
Albeit, it didn't end up being much; as Kitt would, suddenly, end up tripping over into the snow in the process! And as Kitt tripped, he would end up dropping her; prompting her to yelp - "Gah!" - as she'd fall over into the snow with him. "Oof!" For a moment, Ophelia would be face-down in the snow; her tailtip briefly twitching... Though, rolling over just as Kitt did, she'd bark out a boisterous laugh alongside his own laughter, grinning over in Kitt's direction. "That was a damn respectful attempt you made, at least!" She'd chirp in response, her tail swishing happily. "Put on a bit more weight, get some practice, and you could probably do it!"
She'd shift over to flop atop Kitt, purring as she'd hug him close. "... I'm glad I met you, though. You're wonderful family - a wonderful sibling." She'd murmur to him, letting out a pleased exhale through her nose. Though, she'd blink a bit - ears twitching up - as she'd hear the sound of others approaching, and would glance up...
"Banzaaaaai!" "Gyah!"
... just in time to see Cassie leap and flop onto the both of them with an energetic shout of her own! Laertes, too, wouldn't be far behind - the Strabimon laughing briefly as he'd sit down in the snow nearby, watching them. "Cassie, I think we're past wrestling, right now." He'd comment - to which Cassie would just giggle and blow a raspberry in Laertes' direction. "They're wrestling, yeah? Why can't we?" She'd playfully retort - her stubby little tail wiggling all the whilst. Ophelia would take a second to react to all of this - Cassie's impact having knocked the breath out of her briefly, but... Once she did find her breath, all she could do, was laugh - unwrapping an arm from Kitt so that he could hug him and Cassie at the same time.
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Post by Kitt on Aug 21, 2019 19:16:55 GMT
Kitt gave a soft smile in response to Ophelia's compliment. Since he was still a bit on the skinny side, that result was to be expected. But compared to that Black Gabumon he fought a few weeks ago on his blind date with Ophelia, the difference in weight was far too clear. What rigorous training did she do to get so strong? Whatever the case, it was probably more harsher than his training with Dio.
The older Spadamon then got on top of Kitt and hugged him close, which he returned as well. Right now, everything about this was relaxing his soul... the warmth between them, the cold snow on his back, and the sound of her gently exhaling. All of this made him let out a low soothing thrum as though he could make this moment all the more relaxing He closed his eyes, wanting to doze off where he was...
WHAM!
"Gah!"
He felt a huge amount of weight pressing on him, making Ophelia crash on top of him. Brefily spotting an orange mane, he put two and two together. It was Cassie who was on top of them. If the impact knocked the breath out of Ophelia, the impact did it ten times overs for Kitt, comically flattening him. Swirls appeared in his eyes, as he started to mumble something incomprehensible.
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