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"What about that rock? Is it the ceiling? Your armor?" Sparmon asked. This game was alright but it seemed like it would get boring fast. Still, she should at least try to win this round before choosing to do something else instead. "How about a hint? There's almost no other colors in this place." The only other colors really visible here were on each other. Grey was just everywhere.
Coonaimon shook his head. "I lost my direction while searching. I did find one exit, but I doubt we could reach it now. Sorry." The exit he'd found not too long ago was on the other side of that pit. No way they'd be able to cross it, there had to be other ways out though. "Do you remember the way you came in from?" Probably not if he was asking him. But they couldn't all be helplessly lost down here, right? His ears perked at hearing a voice in the distance. Sparmon was talking with someone, probably Isaac's brother. That was good, they weren't too far from here. He picked up his pace a bit. They'd be there soon, and then he could let himself relax a bit. Though with how clear their path had been he had to wonder if there were other digimon down here.
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on May 3, 2016 21:46:28 GMT
"Should be back the opposite way we came to find you guys. But we've been walking for a while, and with the recent cave-ins it might not be too easy finding our way out again." He and Elliot had already made significant progress through the cave as they tried to reunite the two Digimon siblings. Would they even be able to backtrack all of that again? Deep in his heart, Isaac knew an exit has to be approaching soon. It was the only thing that made logical sense. If not, it would probably have to come down to turning back the way they initially came. The boy was starting to wish he had thought of marking off his path sooner, instead of when he first branched away from the rest of the group. That would make getting out of here so much simpler. "Still, something's better than nothing. Chin up. I know we'll be able to get through this."
Elliot sighed, disappointed that I Spy turned out to be such a lame game today. In retrospect, he probably should have thought about his choice a little better. Rather than dwell on it, he decided to try and look for something else to try. Maybe he could scorch a tic tac toe grid on the wall if he really tried? No, that'd just be dumb. As he looked around for inspiration, he noticed it in the form of an all-too familiar big brother, as well as the cat he was traveling with. Could it be? Slowly, a grin spread across Elliot's face, the boy thinking of a way that maybe he could salvage this game and turn it into a heartwarming reunion at the same time.
"This round's lame, I'll try a different one. I spy, with my little eye," Pause for dramatic effect! "Something green."
"Green?" Sparmon repeated confused. There was nothing green in this cave, what is Elliot talking about? Still maybe she should at least take another look before questioning him about it too much. Wait- was that? "Coonaimon!" She rushed over to greet her brother, tackling him to the ground in her excitement. "I missed you- I thought I'd- I'm sorry I wondered off like that- You've been gone for so long." She babbled tearfully. "I missed you too- um right, it's alright now" Coonaimon felt relieved, his sister was doing just fine. Still, he wanted to get off the cave floor. So he got up, pushing his sister away just a bit. She didn't seem to mind too much, and just continued. "Hey Coonaimon, these are my friends Elliot and Isaac, but I guess you've already met Isaac. Thank you so much for helping me find him you guys!" "Right, thank you" "They helped me out so much, they found me after I got lost and then we traveled here, then Isaac went off to scout up ahead, and that's when he found you" "Um- Thanks for that, truly. But shouldn't we start looking for the way out now?"
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on May 5, 2016 20:43:17 GMT
Elliot and Isaac smiled happily at at the reunion. It wasn't visible due to Isaac's mask, but Elliot had enough warmth and enthusiasm in his expression for the both of them. "Hi there, Coonaimon!" Elliot said cheerfully. "It's really nice to meet you. I'm so glad you're safe." Sparmon's worries were somewhat infectious, and as much as Elliot tried to be a force of optimism he couldn't help but realize that if they lost Coonaimon his sister would be crushed. He was so glad that it didn't come to that in the end.
Now that Coonaimon was fine, it was time to focus their efforts on exploration. "Alright, we came from the other side of the cave, and we have to be at least half past where we started," Isaac started. "If we keep walking this way I'm sure we'll make it to an exit in no time. Just in case, I'm gonna keep marking down the walls, so if we ever need to turn back it'll be easy." With that plan set the boy motioned for Elliot to take the lead again, Isaac stepping back to handle marking and watching for ambushes in the rear of the group. Such a system had done wonders for them so far, and now it would hopefully help lead them out of this stuff cave.
"What are you gonna do when you're out of here?" Elliot asked, curiously. These were his friends! It was never a bad time to learn more about them, their hopes, and their dreams.
Following the two was definitely the best course of action, beside they were quite friendly. Maybe someday someone should try making a map of these caves, it'd be hard but it would be something incredibly useful for future travelers. "First off we're leaving this mountain, I like snow and all, but I'm kind of tired of being here." Coonaimon stated plainly. It was getting tedious seeing nothing but grey, black, and white everywhere. At least outside there was a bit of blue, but not much as so far it had only been snowing. He figured they'd all enjoy a change of scenery right now. "I'm going to go scout of new places! It's going to be a huge adventure, where we travel the entire world!" Sparmon cheered, she was in such a great mood now, she didn't think anything could ruin it. "What are you two going to do? Back to work on that mission? Maybe when your friend is safe again we can travel together!" Coonaimon looked at his sister confused. What had he missed now? What mission? Maybe he'd convince her to tell him later.
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on May 6, 2016 2:47:34 GMT
"Agreed." It didn't even take Isaac a second to latch onto Coonaimon's statement. "Elliot and I have only been here twice, but we're already sick of the north. Nothing but ice around here." And killer dark knights. And vampires who nearly curse your brother with an awful case of the shadow-burns. To say Isaac was getting a really bad first impression of the tundra was a colossal understatement. Maybe if they found Santa Claus it'd make all of this worth it, but for now Isaac wanted nothing more than to get out of the land of the ice and snow.
Elliot, on the other hand, found his eyes brightening at Sparmon's plan. It was basically how he and Isaac bonded in the Digital World, anyway. Hit a random Trailmon, see where it goes, and look for adventure. He hadn't been feeling it the past couple of days, but now that he was getting over his sorrows he was starting to yearn for more random adventuring like that. Maybe he'd ask Isaac to join him for more after they went home and rested today. "Adventuring's always fun. Who knows what you'll end up finding? Sometimes it's danger, sometimes it's friends, sometimes even treasure!" Did spirits really count as treasure? Or was Elliot imagining some Ducktales-level stuff going on right now? Inquiring minds demanded to know.
"We might snoop around a little more, but I don't know if Isaac and I are gonna have any luck finding those guys," Elliot admitting. "But we'd love traveling with you all again! If you guys ever need a help anything, we'll try our best to aid you." For now, it might just be a better idea to focus on the current time they're traveling together. After all, this cave was still stretching on and on.
"That's be great!" Sparmon skipped along happily. "Do you think these tunnels just keep going forever? Maybe if we went far enough we'd be all the way in another section of the digital world when we came out." "I doubt we'd be able to go that far Sparmon. Besides don't you want to get out of here just as much as the rest of us?" "Sure I do, but it'd still be cool, wouldn't it?" She imagined exiting the cave to find herself in some far off jungle or something equally exciting. "Hey did either of you two find anything down here? Before you met up with me?" Sparmon asked the two brothers. "Did you Sparmon?" Coonaimon was curious as to what the others had been up to before they found him. Maybe there were other digimon down here but Isaac and his brother fought them off or something. "Eh? Nope! I think I wound up just going in circles most of the time." She laughed. "We've been down here for a long time though haven't we?" Though she was eager to leave, she couldn't help but feel sad that once they were out they'd probably all split up again. But hey, they'd be able to meet again. Still she subconsciously began walking just a bit slower.
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on May 6, 2016 20:11:25 GMT
"Ooh, that'd be so fun! Also it would get us out of the arctic. I'm really sick of the arctic, you guys," Elliot agreed. The idea of entering from the mountains and exiting from the jungle, or the beach, or even Terminus City would be pretty great. And warm. Elliot couldn't stand the cold in even the best of times, but while lost and confused? He wanted nothing more than to just get out of this mess of a situation. "At least we'll be out of here soon. I'm sure of it!"
Then Sparmon asked if Elliot and Isaac had found anything before the two brothers arrived. "Here? No, not really. Just ice and snow. But we did find stuff on our other adventures. Like our spirits, which are how we even take these forms in the first place," Elliot explained. His voice seemed strangely nostalgic over these adventures, even if the first of them still left him with nightmares and the second was in the middle of a bad fight with his brother. Time really had a way of healing up wounds, didn't it? "And these ones aren't even our strongest forms, too."
As Elliot was busy reminiscing and keeping the mood high, Isaac couldn't help but notice that Sparmon's pace was slowing slightly. Was it just his imagination, or was there a bit of trouble in her step? It wasn't like she was hurt, after all, and with all of the energy in her voice it seemed very implausible to start tiring out. "You okay?" he asked. He wished Elliot was better at noticing this kind of thing. Elliot was always the better one at helping with emotions, even if Isaac was better at noticing them. It was just another way in which the two were better in unison than they were separate.
"Eh?" Sparmon stared at Isaac in surprise. "Oh I'm doing just great!" she responded quickly with a laugh. She didn't enjoy lingering on sad thoughts, and she hated that she made her friend worry again. Mentally she berated herself for her actions, even if she had no idea what tipped him off. Maybe heroes like them could just detect distress. That'd make sense, right? They save people and know when someone needs help because it's one of their secret senses? To help prove she was alright, she began to skip and hurry along. She forced herself to feel excited and cheerful again, after all, she was with her brother and her friends, and they were exploring a spooky cave together. What could be better than that? Coonaimon glanced at his sister in worry, but soon wrote off his concern. If she said she was fine, who was he to argue? Instead he heaved a sigh and continued his pace. She looked so ridiculous skipping in the dark like that. "So you two do things like this often? You'll probably reach your strongest forms soon if you keep going on like this." Or get themselves killed, but saying things like that wasn't the way to make friends. Coonaimon preferred a slower approach and not going around looking for trouble, but he couldn't help but admire the two. They had rushed in without hesitation to save him and protect his sister all the way down here. They hadn't abandoned them to fend for themselves, he doubted the thought had crossed their minds even when the cave-ins started. Maybe he should focus on that, his hearing was pretty decent even down here so he could help by listening for things out of the ordinary. If a cave in happened, wouldn't he look heroic and useful if he spotted it first? He shook his head, he shouldn't think of things like that. Looking for glory was how people made idiots of themselves.
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on May 9, 2016 2:26:40 GMT
Yep. Exactly like Elliot. Being a big brother gave critical insight into the strange swinging moods of little siblings, and Sparmon was pulling the same trick that Elliot did every time his glum moods were pointed out. Actually getting the boy to open up was rare. Did he think he was invincible or something? If so, it seemed to run in the family. They could all be really stubborn about how they felt in even the best of times. In the worst of times? Trying to get information out of them was like trying to pry open a vault with one's bare hands; nigh-impossible. He let the issue drop for now, giving one last look of concern before he turned back to the exploring at hand.
"Oh yeah, definitely," Elliot said. "Well, it's not caves, but we go on a lot of adventures. It seems like whenever we go out to the Digital World, something weird ends up happening with us. We've tried the beach, the city, the forest, everywhere. There's just always something going on." The eagerness and weariness in Elliot's voice made a strange, kind of bittersweet mix. It was like he was an adventure battery currently at half-charge, torn between wanting to see the wider world around him and wanting to just lie down and let everything stop. How was he supposed to act when he didn't even know how he felt?
Isaac found the other half of Coonaimon's sentence more interesting. "If only. Our higher forms aren't unlocked by will, but by discovering spirits. We could go on all the adventures we want, but still be in these forms if we don't end up finding new spirits along the way," he pointed out. But wouldn't it be great if he could push past that limit, and just end up rising to the occasion for the sake of his friends? It would've been perfect.
"Oh right, spirit users hunt for totems. It seems really hard for humans to reach higher levels, but I guess it makes sense." Coonaimon felt a bit dumb for not putting the pieces together sooner. He was glad that he and his sister wouldn't have to look blindly for something to get stronger, they would evolve when they were strong enough to and when it was needed of them. "What time do you think it is outside? Maybe it's night and the sky will be full of stars." Sparmon distracted herself, she wasn't really interested in what Coonaimon was talking about with them, of course Isaac and Eliot would keep working hard and getting stronger to help people, it didn't matter how they did it, so much as that they kept doing the right thing for their situation. Besides, seeing stars from atop a mountain was very different from seeing them anywhere else, so her topic was a much better choice conversation.
Coonaimon's ears perked up, and he turned his head back. He heard something... "Run" the rookie hurried, and not a moment later the crumbling sound became louder. The ceiling just behind them began to break apart, so the green-furred rookie darted off forward, looking back just to make sure Sparmon was doing the same. With his eyesight he couldn't see her in the darkness, but a flash of red and yellow in his field of vision reassured him, before his vision clouded further with excess debris and dirt thrown about in the air. They'd make it. He stopped, out of breath now but the danger seemed to stop. "Everyone okay?" He asked concerned while he rubbed his eyes to get the dust out of them. Still couldn't see very well... He hoped they still had everyone, but it was hard to tell right now. "I wonder what's made these caves so unstable?"
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on May 23, 2016 4:29:10 GMT
"That'd be so nice," Elliot mused. Usually, they were home before it got too dark out. That was especially the case for the mountains, where sticking around too long lead to huge risks such as hypothermia and predators. If they weren't in Terminus by sunset, it was generally considered an awful sign. That left Elliot burning to see what the Digital night skies looked from the cool, crisp vantage point of the mountains. Would there be auroras? What would they even look like in such a strange world? What kinds of constellations would form among the stars? These were the kinds of ideas that left Elliot's mind running, and it would be such a great reward to come out of the cavernous tunnels and be greeted with that sight.
They'd need to be alive first, though. And judging by the sudden cave-in about to ensure, the chances of that were far from guaranteed. Isaac and Elliot immediately ran forward, trying to make a quick escape without further destabilizing the cave. Would their attacking moves be of any value here, or would it just complicate the situation even more? For now the simplest answer was best, and that answer was to run fast. They could fight ice with fire another time, when they weren't at risk of being buried alive.
As the danger stopped, Elliot waved to Coonaimon to make his presence known. "We're still here!"
"But we shouldn't be for much longer" Isaac decided. His voice was stoic, too distracted by trying to find a proper plan to communicate much emotion. "I don't think we're too much further, though. There probably aren't as many cave-ins at the center of a system as there are at an edge. It shouldn't be much longer at all until we make it out of here. You guys smell anything different, or is it all the same old stale air?"