Precious Treasures [Asher/Isaac/Elliot] [Hunt]

"Yay! Thank you!" Elliot chirped, hobbling back to the room with the crates to try and find Asher. "I'll be right back. Promise."

Of course, "right back" would probably depend on how long it took to make Isaac stop debating this witch. However, with her saying she didn't want his help, that sealed the deal. "Well, alright then," he decided. If they didn't want his help, then surely they wouldn't mind if he took the spirit and rolled out. Of course, as soon as he made the decision to stop asking questions she started asking questions. "Heh. My bro's stronger than he looks," Isaac said in response, shooting a proud grin to the tiny figure coming up over the horizon. "Pretty quick thinking, too. When you put a brain like his in a body like our spirits', you get some really good strategies forming up. Guessing that's how he sealed the deal."

"It was really tough, too," said the aforementioned tiny figure. Elliot was surprisingly quick for a guy with a bad leg, sometimes! "Ginkakumon's so strong! But now he's gonna let Asher see the spirit, and see if they make a good match. If they're both okay with it, he can have the spirit! Isn't that great?"

Isaac sighed slightly. "Elliot, I thought the point of the bet was so we could just have the spirit. Are we really gonna stop to do something else?"

"She's his sister, Isaac," Elliot said, somewhat solemnly. "I couldn't just do that to him. Not without his permission, at the very least. I want to help Asher, believe me, but I'm not going to tear them apart like that."

Family really was everything, wasn't it? Isaac nodded, relenting. "Well, I guess we'd better hurry up, then. We've probably wasted enough of his time by now, huh?"

"Oh, he's a big softy! I'm sure he's fine with all of it. C'mon, Asher, let's go! Its time for you to meet your destiny~!" Elliot didn't mean to make it sound foreboding. Honest!

"I don't know if she's gonna, like, talk talk. But you know, gut feelings and all that," Elliot said. "Like how I was able to use Strikedramon's strength in that arm wrestling match. I'm sure if I was going against my spirit's wishes, I would've gotten creamed! So I guess it really boils down to seeing if you're able to use the spirit. You know, like a sword in the stone kind of thing. Think of it like you're asking someone out. Except her brother's huge. And really buff. Like, buffer than you buff." Isaac raised an eyebrow at that analogy. "But you'll be fine! You're great with first impressions, after all. And there's no way he doesn't see how big of a heart you've got."

"Well, looks like it is a theme. Better luck next time, eh?" Isaac asked, adding a bit of levity to the situation. Well, levity for everyone except Asher, of course! Looks like he was doomed to be a woman each and every time. Hopefully this one wouldn't be so furry, at least. And hey, maybe he'd even get used to it! Nobody asked Isaac if he wanted to be a dragon, and he was fine with it.

Then again, Isaac would've always been fine with being a kickass dragon.

"Well, if you get the spirit, you do the same thing we do with ours. Or like you did with Renamon," Elliot said. "You load her into your Digivice, and then you can take her form." It was something Elliot had done so much, it just felt natural to mention in such a blase fashion. To Asher, who had never used a spirit before? That would probably feel way more odd. Still, Elliot seemed confident in his buddy. "You're gonna be a natural. Don't worry. And look, there they are!"

Yep, that sure was a giant beast made of silver plates and pain Asher would be seeing soon. "Hello!" Elliot cheered, waving a little. "Here he is, the Renamon. That's our friend Asher. He's really happy to meet you! Asher, this is Ginkakumon. Say hi." Well, look at Little Mr. Social Micromanagement over here. But could anyone blame Elliot when he was so excited?

"That's next time. This time, please try to focus on the spirit you're actually getting. It's a lot harder to visualize when you get the lines tangled up," Isaac warned. He seemed to be talking from experience, judging by the minor frustration in his voice. It turned out when you needed Impmon's ability to fly, turning into Yasyamon was of absolutely no help. Especially when you were falling off of a cliff at this very moment. "And yeah, first one comes free. Second one, it'll load right in there once you get your hands on it. Or, at least if you focus on it hard enough.

You know how you do that data thing? It's kinda like that, but this time you actually have a physical focus to grab onto. The fact that it's in your hands and visible should make it a lot easier to work with, at least the first time," Isaac suggested. It seemed simple enough. He already envisioned taking code and putting it into his own body all the time. Now, he could physically wrap his hands around that code. It would be so easy!

Speaking of so easy, Ginkakumon was just giving it away. And here Elliot thought he'd need to make another heartfelt speech about friendship. The threat of that may have been why Ginkakumon decided to just give the spirit away, in fact. Still, Isaac gave Asher a friendly pat on the back, nudging him forward a little bit afterwards. "Alright, this one's all you. Remember everything we talked about."

"And don't worry too much! You're going to be fine, okay?" Elliot turned to Ginkakumon, bowing respectfully. "Thank you so much. I promise, you're not going to regret it," he said. With that done he sat down, uncapping a pen and getting to work on a few quick entries in his adventure guide. Now, what could he have possibly been working on?

The bros nodded in approval as Asher took his new form, although each was currently restraining themselves from a far different reaction. Isaac was keeping a calm face even as he snickered on the inside, while Elliot found himself blushing brightly and trying to avert his eyes. Turning into a mostly-nude, buff as heck barbarian woman was a change very hard for the bros to ignore, even after all of the talk about not judging Asher for how his spirits would look. Nevertheless, considering if Ginkakumon didn't kick their sorry asses Asher would, they made sure to stay on their best behavior.

Still averting his eyes a little, Elliot started heading over to Ginkakumon. Sorry, Ginkakumon! The kid just really thinks you're neat! "Thanks again, Ginkakumon," he said, smiling. He offered a few, torn pages from his adventure's guide, smiling warmly. "I know its not the whole guide, but I figured I'd still at least give you a summary of my bro and I's adventures. I wouldn't want to leave the kids empty-handed, after all," he said. Perhaps if Ginkakumon looked at the back of the stack, he'd notice the last entry was about a brave, noble, and strong oni, who gave Elliot the most fun challenge he'd had since coming to the Digital World.

It'd probably be wadded up and tossed in the trash in the next 3 days.

Isaac, on the other hand, smiled slightly as he walked up to Asher. "See?" he asked. "I knew you had it in you. And on your first day in the Digital World, too.

So! How's it feel?" Probably quite womanly, still. Then again, at least Asher wasn't a furry this time. Maybe he'd be a little bit more comfortable as a more human form, even if now he had to deal with muscles on top of muscles.

Asher, why! Elliot looked at Ginkakumon, a little bit nervous as he realized this was now going to be a publicly aired conversation. "Oh! Uh, you're, I mean, you look-" Crap, crap, crap, what did he even say to this? Eventually, though, he realized if he kept quiet for too long Ginkakumon would probably be mad at him. "Strong! Really, really strong!" Isaac, remembering how Elliot's marriage preference skewed in Fire Emblem, started smirking as he looked at the hapless boy. "With her power, you're going to make an amazing hero."

"We should probably get a move-on, though," Isaac said, looking towards the increasingly fed up Ginkakumon.

"Yeah. And we really need to get back home, too. Thanks again for having us, Ginkakumon! Have a great day!" Elliot chirped, waving merrily. He was at least able to snap out of that blush a little bit, focusing instead on saying bye to his new best buddy. He and Isaac turned to leave the compound, waiting at the doors for Asher and his Meicoomon to follow suit. Then, once the party was all together, it would be time to roll on out.

"Well, that went well," Isaac said to Elliot as they waited at the doors. "You did good for a solo mission, you know that? Guess I don't gotta worry about you sneaking off when I'm at work now, 'cause you can clearly take care of yourself."

"And leave without you? That'd suck!" Elliot protested. "We go as a team or we don't go at all. That's my plan, and I'm sticking to it.

Although . . . " Hell, now that they were out of Ginkakumon's earshot, he might as well say something. "Why does Asher's new spirit have to be so hot?" he whispered, whining slightly. At that point Isaac practically lost it, bursting into laughter. "Hey, don't look at me like that! Besides, what was I supposed to do? Say in front of a guy that his dead sister looks really cute?" he continued whispering, thankfully masked by Isaac's increasingly mirthful laughter.

Hopefully he'd regain his composure before Asher showed up!

"N-no, not at all!" Elliot said, blushing a little bit more. Sounded like somebody could use a drink of water, because Elliot sure was thirsty! "I was just telling Isaac this really funny joke. It goes like this; What do you call an actor who tries his hand at being a director too? A shooting star!" Get it? Because he's shooting the film now? That joke was atrocious, but out of love for his brother Isaac managed to force out another laugh. It helped that he could laugh at how awful it was, too.

"That's my bro. Just full of surprises," Isaac said, finally recovering from all of that laughter at Elliot's expense. "You wanna catch the next train home, or do you want to get a bit of training in first? We're not gonna rush you if you're not ready yet. I mean, hell, you've already been through enough today.

Like being locked in a murder box. Come to think of it, Witchmon and Elye had gotten quite quiet lately. Isaac was a little surprised to see that they didn't raise any stink when Ginkakumon just gave the spirit away. Part of him hoped they'd end up okay in the end. Part of him wondered if he should keep an eye out for an ambush. After all, anything outside of the walls wouldn't be under camp jurisdiction. Especially not an "unfortunate accident" directed at a quartet of annoying outsiders.

Ah, it would be fine. Probably. For now Isaac simply walked as he talked, waiting for Asher to respond.