Set the Night to Music [Close; 2/2]

Avery smiled when Tatsuya offered his understanding comment. "Yeah, I mean, it's been cool. I've gotten to see a bunch of awesome places...but I dunno, I've just always just wanted to settle down and make friends. Go to a regular school and do normal kid stuff." She gave a dismissive shrug before turning back to Ryouta. 

"Is it time to go home?"

"I can probably hang for a few more minutes. I told my mom I was booking my next gig anyways, and sometimes that can take time. Plus, I kinda wanna see how this goes. I've only see Patch fight once."  

Blue orbs danced over to where the Digimon were still sparring. Both were really fast and surprisingly strong for such small creatures. Patch had a size advantage and maybe even a slight speed, bot Dodomon had his projectile attack which was good in long-distance fights. She wondered silently what kind of Digimon Dodomon would turn out to be if he reached the Rookie level. Then again, what would happen to Patch when he reached the Champion level?

Patch lowered himself down again in a pouncing formation as Dorimon rushed at him again. He gave a fanged smirk before rushing as well, but at the last minute he jumped again, over Dorimon's head. When he landed behind the in-training, he lashed back around, almost like he was using his tail as a whip. If Dorimon was unable to dodge, it would probably sting somewhat like his bullet had. 

 
-Well, it's true that I am entering college this year, but I think the one who should decide what do you want to do with your life is you, Ave. If I had known I could've stayed here, I would've moved even before finishing high-school, because I am fed up with a lifestyle whose only upsides are the nice places you can visit and the fact that you can meet tons of different people. That's what I would do... but I understand if you can't -

Avery wore at the hem of her blue and white sweater sleeve, pulling it over her hands, eyes cast down in thought as she did so. She pondered on Tatsuya's words for a moment. Sure he could have moved, but who would she move in with? Surely not one of these boys. She blushed at the thought, but her raven hair cascading over her shoulder probably did a pretty good job of hiding it. She just shrugged again. This seemed to be characteristic of her when she didn't know what else to say. "Dunno. My parents are all I've ever known." 

Her azure orbs flickered up again when Babydmon shot a few fireballs as Patch. She blinked, surprised out the attack the little dragon could put out. He also followed up with a charge attack. On the other side, Dorimon was charging up another Metal Gun attack. How would her Rookie partner react?

The Mikemon stood cornered between the two in-trainings, crouched down. His amber eyes flickered around, assessing the situation. As Babydmon's fireballs circled around him and closed in, he used his strong back legs to jump up and latch onto the fire escape he had been previously perched. Although he escaped the fireballs, Dorimon's Metal Gun attack hit him in the hip, causing him to yelp. It stung somewhat, but not enough to actually hurt or pierce something. He scaled the top of the fire escape and then dropped down, yelling, "Neko Kick!" If his attack succeeded, he would plant his foot on Dorimon and hop off them onto Babydmon. The attack wouldn't really hurt so much. It might scratch them a little with his back claws and they might fall down, but that was about it.