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The Hopeless Herd (DoomyDoom)
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Post by Sinn on Jul 28, 2014 6:13:27 GMT
Viktor sighed as he laid on the field, watching the very apparent artificial clouds with a roll of his neck. Genesis was off in the city doing something or other about getting some new wraps for her arms. She really favored bandages spray painted purple over those sleeves that made her arms look outrageously large. He pulled a water bottle from his bag and took a swig as he laid back down with his arms extended, bored out of his mind as he watched artificial wind push artificial grass that gently kissed his artificial cheek. It was slightly annoying, everything being data it was... slightly different. Sure you could feel things like you could in the human world... just not as organic or real. Food was relatively the same, but wasn't considered necessity in the digital world, due to everything not really organic.
He sighed yet again as he stood up, popping his knuckles and pulling out his phone, only to remember that they went haywire in the digital world, as did most things from the human world. Most would assume Viktor was bored, which wasn't really the case, being a sniper in his profession he could sit in one spot for hours with little to no movement. But when he needed to meet someone, it was a different story.
"Pokupka tovarov ne zanimayet eto dolgo."
He gave yet another sigh as he leaned over and watched people and digimon playing in the plains, as this wasn't a dangerous place most liked to see the sights, which mimicked the human one's fairly well. And with no sun, it was midday all day, which was sad, as they didn't really get to experience the beauty of a rising or sinking sun. With a shake of his head he stood up and stretched, waiting on his renamon to hurry up and return so they could move on.
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Doomy
Rookie
Flower Power
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Post by Doomy on Jul 28, 2014 7:13:35 GMT
With his Digimon having recently obtained her Rookie form Noah felt a lot safer. Fleur and him were having some free time at the Netwrok Plains, Palmon had told him how it was the safest place to be and he had been there before when she was just a Tanemon, therefore Noah already knew the terrain. It was relatively safe and had a nice view of the other tamers who were sharing some time with their own Digimon.
After playing for a little while, the shy plant digimon noticed something was rather off. At a certain part of the greenish and lush plains which were even and colorful there was a rather gloomy figure. Or rather, someone who had no visible partner and was simply sitting and looking moody. As she told Noah about it , after some long mental debate he finally decided give it a go and talk to the male, curiosity had always been the thing to kill the cat, even this pink-haired one.
“Hello? My name is Noah, this is my partner Fleur. Just wondering if you needed some company since you looked quite…lonely” the teen said, in hopes that the stranger wouldn’t mind the visit and hoping he wasn’t mean.
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Post by Sinn on Jul 28, 2014 8:04:05 GMT
As Viktor was enjoying the silent bristling of the grass in the wind, a voice broke through his serenity, causing him to angrily sigh audibly as some kid began to speak to him, which prompted a run through his close shaven hair;
"Lonely would imply I wanted company."
He spoke without even looking as the man would lay back down, waving off any retort they would likely say. Viktor had seen his kind before, concerned for others, weak to the world and naive to things thing it offered and often took. It was only a matter of time before the kid would find Viktor unapproachable or lecture him about he needed to be more open or free or some drivel that made him cringe. Taking another swig of water, the Russian would sit and ignore them, not really wanting anything to do with the pair as he watched the clouds, waiting for his partner to return.
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Genesis cursed as she was bumped into for the eighth time. She was seriously concerned if anyone had eyes to see, given that they kept bumping into her and making it that much harder to get on the train back to the plains. She had gotten her wraps and painted them already, and they looked good to her. The purple bandages against her yellow fur made for a brilliant contrast, which made her smile somewhat. In her holosuit, Viktor was very particular on what she wore, even as a Renamon he was strict about it. This one of the few things she actually enjoyed. Viktor on the other hand, was probably sleeping in the field, ever since he was 'over healed' he slept like an old man, despite being several years younger. Maybe it was the cells over working to keep healing him, which would explain a lot.
She gave a sigh of relief as the train stopped at the terminal, bound for the plains. Just ten minutes and she would be able to show her wraps to Viktor, who probably wouldn't care all that much. As long as they functioned right. Because 'no-one cared what you looked like when you were dead, except maybe the one's who loot your corpse' in the words of the man who continued to be abrasive to the pair who were bugging him.
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Doomy
Rookie
Flower Power
Posts: 27
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Post by Doomy on Jul 28, 2014 20:29:21 GMT
And his fears became reality, while the man before him was not completely and utterly mean his demeanor was just a big kick in the butt for Noah. Just trying to be nice was seemingly not something likeable or desired in this part of town. Actually it was, just not for the man .
“Nice one… I guess. Do you have a Digimon partner?” the pink-haired male asked, running a hand through his own mane. He was currently asking himself why was he spending time trying to make this man talk. Boredom really does take the best out of people sometimes.
“M-Maybe we should just leave him alone?” Fleur, the palmon beside Noah,said. At this point she was asking herself why she told Noah to interfere with this other guy’s time. The little shirking violet didn't enjoy this kind of encounters and she hoped the male wouldn't get mad.
“Are you just gotta ignore the questions. Not to bug you or anything, just wondering why you are so alone and moody in such a place? You might call it concern or something.” He said, trying to smile for the stranger. It came out a bit forced though, not easy to keep going after such a moody response but Noah was not the type to give up becoming friends with someone.
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Post by Sinn on Aug 3, 2014 0:05:56 GMT
The thought of Viktor being moody was humorous, Viktor had one emotion: Apathetic. And it was almost always prevalent when he spoke to others or was around others, the Russian already hated being by himself around a bunch of children and the equivalent of children, and waiting on Genesis only out him on edge that much more.
"Are you still babbling?"
As he spoke, Genesis walked behind the duo, approaching cutiously;
"He's not alone. I'm his partner, name's Genesis. Forgive him. Pops gets a little grumpy when he hasn't killed anything in a while." she chuckled.
Viktor replied sternly; "Do not tempt me, little fox."
Genesis would walk past them, crossing her arms as Viktor stood up, grabbing his bag. The Renamon turned and spoke to the duo;
"So what brings you around? Same as all the other tamers I take it? Maybe even a friendly rookie o rookie fight?"
She smiled sincerely, itching to test some of the skills she learned from her tamer, ready and willing to spar with the other digimon as she watched Viktor start walking off, doing his own thing like usual. With a toothy grin she spoke again, a chuckle almost escaping her lips; "Maybe your digimon could fight my tamer."
Viktor rolled his eyes as he sat back at the base of the tree, waiting for Genesis to take care of whatever she was doing as he pulled out a small bag of assorted nuts and started eating them. If he was going to wait, he wasn't going to do it hungry.
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