Tugging at strings [Kan]
Jun 13, 2018 5:41:08 GMT
Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2018 5:41:08 GMT
"A militaristic community that always thinks itself better and tries to impose it's law on others as well as treating anyone that isn't a vaccine like they are a second class citizen. They're downright hostile to most virus types just on simply being virus types and data type digimon are barely second class citizens to them. While that's nothing on it's own it's their actions regarding the two types as well as entire wars forged in just the simple name of purifying Virus or Data types."
The silvermon frowned a little bit and leaned back, rubbing his neck with a grimace. It was no surprise to the other human that Kan was wanted huh? Well it was very complicated honestly and the entire way he wasn't even sure how everything was going to work or go about. He was halfway expecting bounty hunters to show up whenever they popped into the digital world but thus far they didn't really have a problem...
At her next question the spirit sighed and gingerly took a sip of his wine. Feeling the burning sensation that went along with it and he could feel the warmth as it threatened to overtake his chest or mind. Did he think that he had changed?
"Do I think he's changed? Yes, I do. Years ago Kan would never go about the route to purify his spirits. He'd never of talked to an angel, he'd never of joined another organization or try to help people as he saw them."
There was a brief spot of hesitation and he'd stare quietly at the Woman.
"Years ago he would of walked right past you and let that bus hit you; he wouldn't of stepped in front of it and allowed me to throw it over you. He's honestly trying to be better, but he's not good at it. It's the sort of thing he's desperately trying to understand."
The digimon sighed and took another 'sip' this one taking almost half of what was in the glass flicking those wings of his and grimacing.
"He's been on a destructive path for so long but he knows, he knows where it leads and knows where he wants to go and it's no where close to where he is."
The spirit shifted a little bit and frowned slightly at her guess that they would work off of the digivice. With a heavy sigh he'd dip his head in a nod and run his claw around the surface of the glass.
"Of course, but there are other ways. Tactics, mercs, allies, information. You're only limited to the digivice if you think it's your only tool. If you don't feel like doing it, take your time work up the courage or desire to do so."
The spirit tilted his head and followed the gesture towards the window. Her mentioning that she could handle a rookie in a one-on-one grapple if they got lucky and no moves were involved. He knew Kan was in the same boat and even if they did use moves his own reaction times were honestly good enough to where he could probably get out of the way now days. It came from being a part of the digital world for so long...
"Then you want to talk to kan, work with him and maybe work out with him. He goes every tuesday and thursday after dinner but before bed. You two could talk about what to do when faced with something like that. Moves aren't deal breakers and most rookies aren't well versed enough in their attacks to really truly understand how to use them. It's rare to find one that is that doesn't have access to a higher form."
Her laugh only ended up making the spirit's eyebrows shoot upwards. She really doubted that? He let out a soft sigh and shook his head slowly; sounded like a normal pair of rookies all right...
"I suppose it just takes time to get used to one another like that. It's all right Hiroyo; it can be very frustrating I know."
The spirit blinked a few times at the joke of trading in her digivice. He looked somewhat saddened by it and slowly trailed his finger around the edge of the table.
"... I... Don't think that's a good idea. Talk to kan if you are serious about that he might have some advice for you."
The digimon looked somewhat unsure but was quite content to do the same with this woman. Drinking and enjoying her company for a time; up until he had too much to drink and well... Kan would finally awaken to find himself head on the table; head spinning and his stomach burning from the wine. He'd grunt in irritation and bring a hand to his head staring at the woman that was sitting across from the table from him. It took maybe two or three moments before he'd grumble out.
"...Didn't expect to see you so soon. Er... Good evening?"
The silvermon frowned a little bit and leaned back, rubbing his neck with a grimace. It was no surprise to the other human that Kan was wanted huh? Well it was very complicated honestly and the entire way he wasn't even sure how everything was going to work or go about. He was halfway expecting bounty hunters to show up whenever they popped into the digital world but thus far they didn't really have a problem...
At her next question the spirit sighed and gingerly took a sip of his wine. Feeling the burning sensation that went along with it and he could feel the warmth as it threatened to overtake his chest or mind. Did he think that he had changed?
"Do I think he's changed? Yes, I do. Years ago Kan would never go about the route to purify his spirits. He'd never of talked to an angel, he'd never of joined another organization or try to help people as he saw them."
There was a brief spot of hesitation and he'd stare quietly at the Woman.
"Years ago he would of walked right past you and let that bus hit you; he wouldn't of stepped in front of it and allowed me to throw it over you. He's honestly trying to be better, but he's not good at it. It's the sort of thing he's desperately trying to understand."
The digimon sighed and took another 'sip' this one taking almost half of what was in the glass flicking those wings of his and grimacing.
"He's been on a destructive path for so long but he knows, he knows where it leads and knows where he wants to go and it's no where close to where he is."
The spirit shifted a little bit and frowned slightly at her guess that they would work off of the digivice. With a heavy sigh he'd dip his head in a nod and run his claw around the surface of the glass.
"Of course, but there are other ways. Tactics, mercs, allies, information. You're only limited to the digivice if you think it's your only tool. If you don't feel like doing it, take your time work up the courage or desire to do so."
The spirit tilted his head and followed the gesture towards the window. Her mentioning that she could handle a rookie in a one-on-one grapple if they got lucky and no moves were involved. He knew Kan was in the same boat and even if they did use moves his own reaction times were honestly good enough to where he could probably get out of the way now days. It came from being a part of the digital world for so long...
"Then you want to talk to kan, work with him and maybe work out with him. He goes every tuesday and thursday after dinner but before bed. You two could talk about what to do when faced with something like that. Moves aren't deal breakers and most rookies aren't well versed enough in their attacks to really truly understand how to use them. It's rare to find one that is that doesn't have access to a higher form."
Her laugh only ended up making the spirit's eyebrows shoot upwards. She really doubted that? He let out a soft sigh and shook his head slowly; sounded like a normal pair of rookies all right...
"I suppose it just takes time to get used to one another like that. It's all right Hiroyo; it can be very frustrating I know."
The spirit blinked a few times at the joke of trading in her digivice. He looked somewhat saddened by it and slowly trailed his finger around the edge of the table.
"... I... Don't think that's a good idea. Talk to kan if you are serious about that he might have some advice for you."
The digimon looked somewhat unsure but was quite content to do the same with this woman. Drinking and enjoying her company for a time; up until he had too much to drink and well... Kan would finally awaken to find himself head on the table; head spinning and his stomach burning from the wine. He'd grunt in irritation and bring a hand to his head staring at the woman that was sitting across from the table from him. It took maybe two or three moments before he'd grumble out.
"...Didn't expect to see you so soon. Er... Good evening?"