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Post by Palmon, The Vetina on Feb 20, 2016 5:06:25 GMT
It's been some time after Beverly's attempt at a peaceful takeover of Whitewater. Her plans have been put on temporary hold...
One of the reasons for such is that Beverly needed someone to keep Tweek preoccupied. Beverly was busy and, even with all her power, Tweek was an issue she couldn't immediately deal with without destroying the city.
Out in the streets was a chubby, odd Palmon, going around with a bag of seeds by her. She seemed quite chipper, looking like all she wanted to do was to plant more trees. Give the streets a bit of color.
Of course, the Palmon, Vetina, was already on guard for anything that could happen.
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Post by ☯EPIC☯ on Feb 22, 2016 5:58:47 GMT
CODENAME:HERO Was it always hot here? It was called the southern tropics sure, but they couldn't have a winter? Even the nights were humid and muggy half the time and during the day nary a cloud strayed between the digital sun and this steaming tar mat these mons called a city.
It was also annoying to keep up the illusion of sweating, to think he had to sweat and it didn't even give the cooling advantage it gave to those mammals and other weird varieties of digimon who actually did it.
The others were all scattered about, doing much cooler stuff probably. Figuratively and literally, and here he was stuck watching the city swelter.
"Stupid Ace, what am I even supposed to be looking for.. I… huh?", he grumbled to himself though his sharp teeth, in the guise of a lucemon, sitting above the city block on the roof of an apartment complex.
Wasn't that one of the targets? Well not so much targets. He wished they were targets, it would make it a lot more fun than this. The palmon plotting along was one he was supposed to be looking out for though. She was one of their lowest ranked VIPs but still… " 'Least it's somethin", he mumbled and slid down between the building and another, keeping to the shadows of the afternoon as he'd be in a position for her to pass by, just observing for now.
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Post by Palmon, The Vetina on Feb 22, 2016 6:19:25 GMT
Vetina continued, planting seeds and chatting it up with others she passed by. Due to her speech pattern's, though, Vetina had to settle for very simple phrases. The others seem to just assume she was just some weird talking Palmon.
So, basically like before. But different.
"Hai hai!!!
Day is good! Bright! Sunny!
Oh, oh! Buy seeds? Make great company!
Oh, getting green! Hee hee!"
This was rather enjoyable, though, so whatever joy Vetina displayed was genuine. Still, she figured that Tweek, if he hadn't seen her by now, would see her soon. She wasn't too sure what he would do, though. Maybe just watch her. But Beverly trusted her with this, and she would not disappoint.
She would continue this little trip for a while, seemingly not up to anything.
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Post by ☯EPIC☯ on Feb 22, 2016 6:26:28 GMT
She's definitely up to something.
He didn't know her at all other than what she looked like but this was definitely weird. Just walking around happily with seeds, was she selling them? Planting them? Or maybe it was a patrol of sorts, or even worse, a distraction! What a devious fat little plant.
As she'd pass by he'd peek out a bit, not trying to be too inconspicuous, he was disguised after all. He watched her saunter on, following slowly after a moment and listening in, hearing her odd phrases and comments, did she always talk like this? Geeze what a freak~
He still tried to stick to the shadows and take a few detours as much as possible as he followed her along, waiting for her to do something other than just… keep walking. This was almost as boring as just sitting on that ledge earlier.
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Post by Palmon, The Vetina on Feb 22, 2016 6:46:45 GMT
Sidewalk after sidewalk, she planted, greeted, and went about for a long time. Eventually, though, she had gotten to a lot, where a Flamedramon was set up. It was a table with various wood carvings on it of various digimon. Said carvings wee pretty well down, and each one hand made. There was an umbrella, but it seemed to be set more for potential customers than the seller herself. Under the table were some blocks of wood and some other tools, as well as there being two seats.
"Aye, aye, a bounty?"
"Yeah, I got a few sales. Not too many, though.."
"Ah, but my gratitude to you, paperweight of my table. Your ounce of try is of no mere pittance."
"Uh huh. Anyway, glad you came by when you did. I really need to head out, alright?"
"Bounty of praise for my hand! My regards sees you!"
Vetina sat down after the Flamedramon got up and started to walk of. If she would be followed, she would merely leave the city. Meanwhile, Vetina would begin carving out another carving.
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Post by ☯EPIC☯ on Feb 22, 2016 15:00:14 GMT
Was she... carving wood? This other person she talked to, he didn't recognize, probably no one important. This whole stakeout was seeming less and less important by the second.
Maybe I should just kill her... say it was an accident?, though of course that wouldn't work. King would get his memories at some point, so he'd know. Plus it would mess up the current plan. Bev would find out somehow and they couldn't have her that mad just yet.
The Lucemon approached the stand looking around noting the lot was otherwise empty. On a different day there would probably be more salesman and stands but for now, it was just this freak. He cleared his throat loudly to get her attention, then after a moment said, "Well, arn't you gunna give me a pitch?", leaning against the stand.
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Post by Palmon, The Vetina on Feb 22, 2016 15:17:48 GMT
When the "Lucemon" came, Vetina looked up to him, smiling. She stopped carving for the moment to give him her undivided attention. He asked for a pitch, and she merely chuckled.
"Aye, why toss when my work throw themselves? A menagerie of nicked sculpturing for all the eyes they take! Do they have yours? Or will you make an appeal for one of your suggestion? My stay spans some nights so requests are a refreshment.
Mayhaps seeds run closer to speed. I have plenty for purchase. Yes, yes, too much even. For ol' Vetina fawns flora, hee hee!"
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Post by ☯EPIC☯ on Feb 26, 2016 6:06:11 GMT
He stared for a bit, watching those lips move but "What? Wait what?", he asked. He heard it all, he thought he understood but. "Do you really... talk like that? Like.. that's a joke right? You're kidding", he chuckled a bit, actually finding it funny. There was no way!
"Nah but seriously, what's with the seeds, I mean I've been watching you for a while... mostly curious ya know... weird you were just walking around and- I mean, you know you were there too"
He preferred being direct, it was interesting to watch weaker minded folks' reactions to such behavior... and funny.
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Post by Palmon, The Vetina on Feb 26, 2016 6:31:05 GMT
Vetina gave a shrug when he was amazed at the way she spoke. "Aye, my verbal bartering involves foreign currency, round about in meaning. It's an affliction, but a weighted bag I carry with little issue. No, no, less a bag and more a loaded tail, so to speak.
Now, you wish to procure my need for seeding. Well, may I inquire is there a need to not? I am but green in face and thumb, green is my love, but not in skill. Emerald can be sprinkled about. Imagine, giving eyes a joy and bodies a respite, for the grossly incandescent may be overbearing.
Oh, may you require a wipe?"
Vetina had pulled out a cloth for the sweaty Lucemon to use.
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Post by ☯EPIC☯ on Mar 10, 2016 20:00:09 GMT
Should he ignore most of that? It seemed like an awful thing to do… or it would if he cared in any way about this garbledmouthed bumpkin who sounded like she was vomiting up a shredded thesaurus.
He sort of just stared for a moment, before beginning. "I.. Well actually there may be a reason!", he spoke taking the rag curiously and dabbing his face, having forgotten to tone down the sweating a bit. "You see, planting plants in the public grounds of the city falls under civil works, and you see I am a city works inspection official. I spotted you and have come here to ask exactly what permits you have to allow you to plant on city property."
Wow he pulled that out of his ass! He was actually a bit proud of himself for it too, leaning on the counter of the booth now and dropping the cloth onto the wood. He raised an eyebrow as if to prompt a response.
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Post by Palmon, The Vetina on Mar 10, 2016 21:09:35 GMT
A city works inspection official? Vetina was now suspicious. She would expect some official to have told her sooner that what she was doing wasn't allowed. And since she knew that Tweek was a shapeshifter, she was already suspicious about anyone around her. Of course, this Lucemon could simply be a laid back official. However, she was not going to fight him on this. She had to be cautious for now.
"P-permit? Oh dear... I only peered to the front permission for sales. Oh my...
...if there is dabble of aid in your core, may my permit be the end of your figurative arm? Or perhaps a real arm. I need not path outside a just planting, no no no. That is a rock on the rode for my feet, prompting an uneven misstep.
Oh... oh no... will I see the concrete of incarceration? I-I didn't... please... let me revoke any troubles!"
Vetina looked worried, especially about going to jail. However, this was a mere act. Her plan? She had no plan, really, just play this by ear.
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Post by ☯EPIC☯ on Mar 21, 2016 22:42:11 GMT
"Like seriously are you just messing with me?", he asked, not looking to amused, an eyebrow raised as high as it could be without it looking unrealistic. He was having so much trouble just understanding this mon. Should he just kill her? Maybe he should just kill her.
"Okay, one more time. There's some reason you're planting things randomly around town right? I just want to know what that is. We've had lots of suspicious activity around town lately and I don't want to have to get you in any trouble", he sounded pretty agitated. There was no logic to this woman's words, it was like she was choking on a language. Where there even that many words in Japanese? Some of them had to be fake. Or at least they had to be being used completely improperly.
Still, he needed to find out what exactly she was doing. It was actually a bit suspicious after all, just going around and planting things. Maybe they were bugs? Traps? Explosives? That last one was probably wrong, after all Bev did seem to be trying to keep damage to the city to a minimum.
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Post by Palmon, The Vetina on Mar 22, 2016 0:39:19 GMT
"Do not be my shower of distress, I plead! Look, look, vine or claw, either is green! I needn't attract a gaze, just my work! My flora! M-my life is to butter the populace with an emerald visage!"
Vetina took back the handkerchief and pulled out some seeds, placing them on the table.
"Peering will bear only normalcy! I've not targeted the rustling of jimmies, officer!"
She then got up, then sighed.
"Okay...mayhaps to tote a defeat is my penalty. Side and side trek with me. Be a boon to another permission, to green to my desire! Let me impart a currency to my being. Yes, yes, post haste and hastier. Expedience will see the light on your soles!"
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Post by 恕修The Doctor火花 on Mar 31, 2016 22:15:13 GMT
"Currency? Are you trying to bribe an official?", he added, putting on quite the shocked face. A farce to be proud of. "What do you take me for some greedy official…" , he began then looked to the presented seeds. "Even more insulting, a cheap greedy official. You think you can buy me off with seeds? " I'm definitely going to need to take you and these seeds downtown!"[/color]
He didn't seem too happy with her, taking one of the seeds in his fingers and examining it closer, another hand to his chin in thought, a nice touch huh?
"We'll have to confiscate all of this and look into your permits and such, is there anything else in this stand of yours?"
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Post by Palmon, The Vetina on Mar 31, 2016 22:55:06 GMT
He thought she was bribing him? Well, that wasn't too odd of a result, given her manner of speaking. But she couldn't allow such a misconception to go unchecked.
"Bribery? No step for a footrace would that get me any forward momentum!
No no no, I wish to procure your presence, a faster bridge to my goal. A goal of a permit. All matters are of sunny disposition, no shade to hide from light! However..."
Vetina pulled out a sheet of paper... an official permit from this very town allowing her to sell within the city. Or, at least, a copy of an official permit, which was denoted by a large watermark saying as such.
"Agricultural improvement will require permission, a point that I received well. But but but... my market here has no stench of mucky illegalities.
To repeat and rephrase, please reside by my side, to aid in having Whitewater provide consensual implanting of these seeds."
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