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Flowers for Amata [Mission] [3/3]
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Post by Genesis (Basile) on May 14, 2018 11:17:50 GMT
OOC - Sorry about the short post.
Warning bells were blaring in Basile's mind as he watched Elliot and Sistermon interact... there was definitely a story their with the way he reacted. Basile could only shrug as Elliot tried to show him that there was something interesting about being a human, honestly the human world was mind-numbingly boring. Their were only so many things you could do before you'd done everything. Differing lifestyles not-with-standing. Though, he had to admit Elliot was right about it being safer than the digital world he supposed 'I suppose your not wrong, it is safer here even if boring.'
Watching the scene between Elliot and Sistermon was a bit much as far as he was concerned, he wasn't great with the touchy feely stuff. Apparently he'd said something to get her going again, as she was talking about watching movies and such... probably horror movies from the descriptions given, Though movie time did lend credence to the whole 'amata-isn't-literally-the-worst-human-being-in-the-world' theory. Damn, he'd liked that theory. He couldn't get angry over being scared, well he could. But it'd be really overblown and undeserved. Though he was definitely going to have to organise a movie night between him and some buddies.
'Me and Cindy'll probably arrive a bit later on, got a prior engagement before hand ' Basile said, re-organising his day to adapt to the new appointment. Mentally sighing as he had to push a couple of things to tomorrow. Alice was surprisingly empathetic, he hadn't pegged her for that. A pleasant reminder that he could in fact be wrong was always nice in a 'welcome-to-reality' kind of way. Though he did chuckle when Dorothy fell off of Alice. The hasty denial that it ever happened and that no one saw it set him off though, honest genuine laughter, how long had that been?
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on May 15, 2018 4:56:47 GMT
Elliot returned Sistermon's smile. "I don't think so," he said, his voice still gentle but firming up from the conviction behind his words. "I know so. When you've flat-out saved her life, there's no way she'd ever blame you. And I'm proud of you for stepping up, too. Fighting really isn't easy, especially when you need it most." Sometimes, Elliot didn't even seem to realize how the Digital World left him sounding these days, especially with how he at peace he was with the wisdom he was giving out.
He took one of the slips with Amata's address on it, smiling softly as he tucked it into his pocket. "See? We've got this," he said. "If we all have each other's backs, I'm sure this is all going to be fine. I mean, we have, what? Four really different viewpoints? I'm sure there's got to be at least something about us that reaches Amata, even just a little." The four of them just needed to keep on the same page, that's all.
Sistermon seemed like she was ready to depart, if only so Amata didn't catch on. That was a pretty smart idea, especially if Amata truly was less angry and more worried. "Good luck, Sistermon!" he chirped, giving her a small wave. "If you can, try and make it home before she gets back or anything. That way, she doesn't get worried about you getting hurt or anything."
And that would leave three. Elliot looked to Alice and Basile, then to his phone. There was still quite a bit of time until 5, and it wasn't like they could just stand there in the park staring at their feet. "So! Got anything you guys want to do until 5?" he asked, even though he honestly figured they'd probably break off and reconvene at the meeting point.
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Post by Haru Toriya and Tawna on May 19, 2018 16:14:25 GMT
When it came to these people... they were strangers technically yes, but Sistermon felt a close feeling of comfort and acceptance from their presence that gave the feeling that everything was going to be okay.
The Sistermon Blanc soon enough took a step back away from the group, letting out a soft giggle at their words of encouragement. "Yeah! We can do this! I'm gonna go get some flowers now, then rush back! She won't expect a thing ~" she exclaimed in a mildly sing-a-long style tone. "Well, I'm off! Thank you guys for everything!" she spoke one last time before giving the group a bow... soon enough beginning to hastily walk away to the exit of the park.
Daylight was still up even a few hours later, though the sun was in the process of retreating back into the sky to bring upon night. The Shibuya School Dormitories were still open to visitors at this hour, though it would likely be a matter of time before that luxury was going to pass once night comes.
The dorm number Sistermon wrote down for you all was pretty easy to find. These small apartments while weren't spacious-looking, those who have ever lived or visited one would know they were at least comfortable. All of your destinations lie at dorm 212 in one of the buildings, its door pretty much waiting to be knocked.
This was the place though... right?
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Post by Alice Alexandria on May 20, 2018 18:55:07 GMT
Alice stands by the door, patiently waiting for everyone else, if any of them were to come, taking a deep breath and trying to think of a good inspiring speech for convincing Amata. Her Tsukaimon rests inside her bag once again until prodded gently by a finger, the little purple Digimon coming out of the bag almost immediately. “Huh? Oh, so we’re here to teach that dork a lesson?” She seems more energetic now that things are getting late, the Tsukaimon’s bright yellow eyes darting around in an almost excited fashion.
“Yes. I’m going to show her what makes having a Digimon so interesting... But I want you be a little bit polite to Amata, once we see her.” The tall tamer dressed in red runs her free hand through her hair before carrying Dorothy. “You’ve been acting a little strange, though.”
“I dunno what you’re talkin’ about.” The purple, gerbil like Digimon wiggles her legs a bit. “Ya still hung up on me askin' that question?" Dorothy's mind wanders towards things once more, pondering on questions that might be a little too existential to really be productive.
Alice's response is complimented with a slow nod. "Yes, I am. It's not something I'd expect someone to ask... Well, I think it would be best to stop beating around the bush and actually confront Amata about this..." She brings a hand to the door, and gently knocks on it, hoping for a positive response once she does get one. "As for your questions, Dorothy, humans are a little boring at times... But I think that I find a good balance between excitement and monotony."
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Post by Genesis (Basile) on May 21, 2018 9:06:12 GMT
Basile walked across campus slowly, strolling really, deep in thought. He couldn't say he approved of Amata's reactions to Sistermon...but he couldn't say that it wasn't dangerous and if the two did go to the digital world then they'd have to fight. It was difficult to be angry at this girl because he had some experience in the digital world and he'd been nearly killed as a result. That being said though, in his opinion it wasn't justifiable to treat your digimon that way regardless of reason. He sighed, being pragmatic was a pain in the rear sometimes. Logic just killed your outrage sometimes.
As he entered the dorm building and started looking for room 212, his own mind kept flashing him back to that desert oasis. The DexDorugamon, the lightning bolt, the agony as it ripped through his flesh. He'd not managed to get it out of his head since it happened, not for lack of trying mind you. T'was these thoughts that nearly had him running into Alice and Dorothy, as he snapped back to reality and saw not only had he arrived and that he'd nearly ran someone over, he was embarrassed and his checks coloured ever so slightly.
'Sorry about that, was lost in thoughts. How are the two of you?' Basile asked, honestly curious. He was wondering as to what the duo thought about Amata and Sistermon's relationship. His own thoughts were... conflicted right now and he hated that. He should have just picked a stance and stuck with it, but he couldn't help be somewhat sympathetic. It sounded like the Girl was terrified of the digital world and digimon after she watched Sistermon kill her attacker, Though it was probably ignorance on Amata's part, it was kinda sloppy of Sistermon not to explain it beforehand too... Damn and Blast.
Cinder was somewhat more focused on the matter and had basically decided that this Amata girl was just short of evil. Even if the tamer was scared that was no excuse for treating Sistermon that way, From what Basile had told her Sistermon Ciel was effectively treated like a 'dog' whatever that was, the TV on so it sounded like someone was home and to distract her, snacks and sweets so she didn't get hungry and the doors locked so she couldn't leave. It was Infuriating the fact they they were trying to fix this relationship in the first place was disgusting!
The group should have just told Sistermon to go back to the digital world, or find a new tamer. A Tamer who wouldn't treat her like that, a Tamer like Basile or Miyu or Alice! someone who treated her *partner* as a *partner* and not a pet. The Fact that Basile was going along with this was even worse! he was experienced with Digimon and her! She'd digivolved to save him! She'd all but ordered him to take her out for Ice cream once this was over, it was just about the only treat that could calm her down when she was mad.
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on May 22, 2018 3:37:17 GMT
Once more, Elliot was the last one here. Having a bad leg could really make things inconvenient sometimes. Nevertheless, he appeared over the horizon shortly after Basile arrived, waving to the others in order to show he was on his way. Whereas earlier in the day he had a wide smile on his face, today he was all business. His eyes were hard and serious, and constantly darted around in a fashion that could only be described as contemplative.
When he finally arrived, his face changed. It was as if he had put on the same bright, energetic grin from the morning, even if there was a certain sadness behind it. "Well, this is our chance, guys," he said as he walked up to the rest of the group. "Are you ready?"
Elliot himself was somewhat nervous, as could be seen by how he fiddled with the end of his walking stick. He looked around, as if trying to see where Sistermon and Amata would be coming from, and even seemed to be humming near-inaudibly to himself.
He knew this would be an important chance to settle things, both for him and Amata. So why in the world was he so nervous?
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Post by Haru Toriya and Tawna on May 28, 2018 21:01:35 GMT
Alice's knocking of the door does not intially earn the group and answer, though soon enough a chain could be heard being unlatched as a lock was soon undone. Opening the door, a relatively short woman a little younger than Basile himself (but older than Isaac) peeked her head through the door. "...? H-hello?" the girl asked, glancing towards you all with a hesitant look in her eye... actually looking a bit intimidated by everyone. Considering there were four people at her doorstep, perhaps one couldn't blame her.
Before she could do anything like politely shut the door, one could perhaps hear the sound of a bedroom door opening as the familiar visage of the Sistermon Blanc running from behind Amata. "No! No! They're friends Amata! They want to talk to you!" the puppet Digimon pleaded, prodding the girl.
"T-talk to me...?" the black-haired girl seemed to slowly question, blinking twice at both her partner and then the group. Amata seemed to slowly stare at you all, almost apprehensively. "Who are you people? How do you know about Ciel?" she asked, soon turning her attention to the Rookie level behind her... her expression shifting to a mildly disappointed look on her face. "... Ciel? Did... did you leave the house?" she asked the Sistermon, an almost stern look on her face.
Sistermon began twiddling her thumbs as a look of embarassment popped up on her face, she smiling awkwardly at everyone. Not quite how she intended to break the news, but this could still work! "Uh.... Eheh. I-I have a good reason why I did Amata-kun, don't you worry! I didn't go and do anything dumb!"
Amata's face seemed to still stare at Sistermon with mild irritation, though it did soften partially at the Rookie level's words. "... Ciel. Don't scare me like that." she softly spoke to her partner before turning her attention to you all once more. "... You... you know she isn't human, right?"
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Post by Alice Alexandria on May 30, 2018 18:01:04 GMT
"...Yes. We're in a situation similar to yours, actually." Alice holds out Dorothy, the little Tsukaimon wiggling her front legs in a somewhat sarcastic hello gesture while the human Tamer pulls her back. "This, as you can probably tell... Isn't an ordinary animal. It's a Digimon. Like your own friend is. Can we come in?" Starting at the basics might be a bit... Basic, but it's where she wants to start, just to make sure Amata has any knowledge of them at all.
She lets out a long, drawn out sigh, perhaps of relief, perhaps of potential stress, finding this difficult to explain. "I know you're scared, and so was I... But we can help you with this. And if you don't want help, just know that you're not alone." Alice then steps back a little bit and gives a slight, nervous smile, hoping for the best despite a decidedly uncomfortable, worried undertone to it faintly visible underneath.
"Yeah, somethin' like that." Dorothy chimes in, the small, purple Digimon seeming almost foolishly confident as she makes her ability to talk apparent. Taking a glance up at Alice, she makes a smirk and breaks free of Alice's grasp, opting to float next to her, flapping those big ear wings of hers.
"She likes going off on her own sometimes. Anyways..." Alice looks back and finally notices both Basile and Elliot, sighing in relief. Now that the others are here, she has people to back up her claims with and potentially help answer anything she doesn't have the answers to, alongside some other things. "I think all three of us have Digimon, so whatever you think, it's all okay. We can help talk through all the questions that you have... Even if we still have a few ourselves. Have some time for some fellow people with strange creatures?" Dorothy grumbles a bit at Alice's words, perhaps finding humans the strange creatures.
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Post by Genesis (Basile) on Jun 2, 2018 10:50:03 GMT
Basile could only wait in anticipation as the door opened and presumably 'Amata' greeted them, surprisingly meekly. She seemed almost... afraid? This... wasn't what he was Expecting. The re-appearance of Sistermon was pleasant, it at least showed that Sistermon wasn't constantly locked up when Amata was in the apartment. Though her comment about Sistermon leaving the house and the stern look had his eyes narrowing ever so slightly. As his face morphed ever so slightly into a frown. He would hold his tongue for now, but he wasn't happy with that little 'conversation'. Watching the little digimon start frantically explaining herself like she needed Permission to leave the house was infuriating.
Before he said something that would no doubt result in failing the mission, Alice started talking and he was able to let his annoyance bleed away somewhat as he focused on the green haired woman's words. She seemed very at ease with introducing herself and introducing someone to the concept of digimon, earning a fairly impressed nod from the Aryan boy.
Basile could only smirk as Dorothy decided she wanted to fly about, It was nice to see someone who was independent of their tamer now and then. 'Is there a problem with her leaving the house? she seemed to blend in quite well when we met her.' The added 'without you' was implied but not implicitly stated. 'Regardless, I am Basile, this is my partner Cinder. Those two are Alice and Dorothy and the last member of our group is Isaac, It's nice to meet you Amata' Basile said, indicating each member of the group as he spoke their names.
Cinder, still standing there in her Holosuit looking Amata up and down, not particularly impressed with either the Tamer or it's treatment of Sistermon But they had a job to do unfortunately. They had to somehow fix this train wreck of a partnership and make them a functional and effective team. Lovely. She couldn't help but listen into Alice and Dorothy's little introduction and came to the probably pretty accurate conclusion that they'd done this sort of thing before and often enough to have a fairly good grasp on how to explain it.
She smiled as Dorothy started showing off, and had to fight to keep the smile from becoming a smirk as Basile took a jab at Amata before introducing the entire group as politely as possible without becoming Formal. She loved her tamer sometimes. He was the only person she'd met so far that could make insults sound polite. Especially because it was a compliment to Sistermon!
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Post by Haru Toriya and Tawna on Jun 15, 2018 1:31:03 GMT
Amata sighed briefly, it clear they seemed uncomfortable with everyone's presence, or perhaps it was more that because of her partner, all of these people had came to solve a problem that in her eyes didn't exist... or at least didn't need to be handled. "... There's not a situation going on here." she politely spoke, glancing back to the puppet Digimon behind her. "Ciel, why did you need to go and get people involved? Your wasting their time."
While previously fine with at least staying in the sidelines, the Sistermon Blanc for once actually chose to stick to their guns... actually puffing their cheeks up and comically stamping the ground with their feet. "Amata... Please, there IS a problem! You've been acting really weird and I'm worried about you! I wouldn't have gone out of my way like this otherwise!"
The girl's look on her face for a moment seemed pained, they seemingly debating briefly the circumstances at hand. While hesitant, they seemed more willing now to listen to what everyone had to say. "... Okay, if just because I don't want to make you all feel like you are wasting your time here." she somewhat dejectedly spoke, gesturing you all inside.
The apartment was for the most part what you'd expect from a complimentary living space... a small living room with a couch, with a mini kitchen in the otherside of the room, the lone hallway leading to a bedroom and bathroom. Overall, the place looked very clean and well-kept... Amata glanced over to Sistermon, a concerned look on their face. "Look, it's not that she can't blend in... I keep Sistermon in here because I worry she'll hurt herself... Okay? It's really nothing. I'm sorry that we got you all involved, I really am."
"But I can handle myself just fine Amata, you know that!" Ciel spoke up, the Sistermon Blanc finding that hard to believe. She was able to hit Champion back when that Mojyamon attacked them, so why were they worried she be the one to get hurt? Digimon were made of sterner stuff than humans after all, right?
The girl seemed to go silent, the look on their eyes for a moment becoming pained. "... But you could also hurt someone else."
(Skipping Isaac this round, though the main part of the mission is complete)
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Post by Alice Alexandria on Jun 20, 2018 5:49:37 GMT
"...I understand your concerns about your Digimon partner being able to hurt others and get in trouble herself... Given how mine tends to get in trouble every now and then. But there's no reward without risk, and our Digimon would never harm someone on purpose unless we were under attack ourselves. Either way, can I sit down?" The green haired woman takes a moment to step in with her little Tsukaimon, the green haired woman also taking out her notebook. "So, what are you worried about in detail? Or, to put it in better terms... Did something happen beforehand? Something that makes you concerned about her?"
Making a beeline for the couch, Dorothy flies over to it and bounces on the cushion a bit, testing how soft it is before sitting down. "Yeah. Not everyone's all sunshine 'n rainbows, but I don't think I've seen a single bad Digimon out here... Probably ain't that common." The small creature wiggles a bit, looking at the Sistermon curiously and still deep in thought about... Something.
"I have to assume there's a reason you believe what you do." Alice states to Amata, trying to get to the root of this issue and hopefully get things mended. She heads over to Dorothy's side, mostly to keep track of her Digimon, standing by the armrest before trying to pick her up. "And I understand why you're afraid, but there are reasons you shouldn't be as well. Dorothy here might be a bit of a hassle and she may get into scrapes, but I trust her enough to make it through. As other Tamers, I guess you can trust us." She isn't sure if she's already repeated this before, but it's worth a shot.
"As I was saying... Did something happen?" Finally managing to pick up Dorothy, she turns to face Amata again. "In order to mend this problem, I think we need to know as much as possible."
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Post by Genesis (Basile) on Jun 20, 2018 9:35:43 GMT
This Amata... truly was an infuriating human. She didn't see Sistermon as an equal... if he had to give it an exact term it'd be a 'Pet'. As he entered the modest home he made the observation that she seemed like a wallflower who didn't want to take responsibility for her actions. Basile felt just a little bit of his anger bleed away as Sistermon stamped her foot like a kid. It was... Cute. Basile openly scoffed at the idea of Sistermon getting herself hurt. It was a blatantly false statement or Amata really didn't know how Digimon worked. At whatever form Sistermon had been at when they'd made contact with her was at least champion, maybe even ultimate. The idea that a human could harm that was laughable. There we go. Now we're at the crux of the matter, it wasn't Sistermon Amata was concerned for.
'Now, we're finally getting somewhere. It's not an unfair idea, I suppose. Digimon can be dangerous but if Sistermon Was going to hurt someone, she'd have done it by now. Digimon can have a surprising lack of subtlety when fighting is involved.' Basile spoke, in a matter-of-fact tone than anything else. He was annoyed with this woman but the mission was to fix their relationship and he was going to give an honest attempt if nothing else.
As Alice and Dorothy started speaking Basile listened curious as to their take on it. Alice seemed a lot more understanding than he was, Dorothy seemed to be just being honest.
As Cinder entered the apartment, she looked around frowning. Not really like the amount of space on offer, especially if Sistermon had been routinely locked in here. It was asking for the digimon to go stir crazy and start dis-obeying Amata on basic principle. As her tamer, Alice and Dorothy stopped speaking, Cinder didn't speak immediately as she was thinking on Amata's reasoning. Digimon were dangerous sure, but so were humans. Any human could take a car and run people down, buy a gun and start shooting. Sure Digimon could do it much faster but humans could be just as cruel.
'I'm far more concerned with her being locked in the home if I'm honest, that's dangerous for the both of you. You, because Sistermon could stop seeing you as a friend and start seeing you as her Jailor. It could be Dangerous for Sistermon because if she does snap and start hurting people... She'll be put down. Digimon are all around you Amata, whether you want to admit or not, some like me are wearing holosuits. Some like Sistermon don't need them and some like Dorothy are small enough that they can hide. She Needs to go outside and interact with our world. Digimon were not meant to live in a tiny apartment day in day out with only the internet for interactions.'
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Jun 28, 2018 2:47:38 GMT
"I know how you feel."
Elliot had been left silent when Amata first arrived. For someone who wanted to talk to her so badly, all words seemed to escape Elliot when she had arrived. He simply stepped back and let Alice and Basille do the talking. They were older than him. They . . . well, they probably weren't more experienced than him at Digimon, but they were at life. And they would likely have more confidence behind their words, too. He didn't expect to feel so small, but how else could he react to being in an higher year's dorm with people so much older to him?
Nevertheless, he knew trauma, and he knew that when having a concern like this the first thing he wanted was to be properly taken seriously. Justifications and arguments could come later. Right now what Amata needed most was for people to take the time to relate to her. That was why, even as his voice quivered from uncertainty, Elliot knew he had to speak up.
"I've been to the world Ciel comes form pretty often," he continued. "It's really like nothing you've ever seen. In fact, it's actually really beautiful, when you take the time to get to know it. But you're right. It can be dangerous. Very dangerous. I've been hurt there more times than I wish to admit." A hand went up to his chest, where he could faintly feel the scar of dark magic that he had previously received throb. Sol and Kisara's quick action had stopped it from showing too badly on his skin, thankfully, but he swore that he could still feel it sometimes. "So, you're right to worry. I've been doing this for all this time, and I still worry whenever I'm going there.
But, do you want to know why Digimon fight?" He took a second to pause, a sad smile spreading across his face. "I promise, it's not just to hurt people. For a lot of Digimon, that's the last thing they'd ever do. But . . . do you remember why she stood against that big yeti monster for you? Think about it. What could've happened if she wasn't there, or she didn't want to fight? You could've ended up hurt really, really bad.
I know it's gonna sound weird. But Digimon come here to protect us. Like a guardian angel, I guess. You got a device when you met Ciel, right? Like this?" Elliot asked. He took out his Digivice, turning it over a bit so Amata could get a good look at it. "That means you're bonded. That means you're like friends, or even family. It means she respects you, and trusts you. She's not going to fight unless you want her to or need her to. I promise."
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Post by Haru Toriya and Tawna on Jul 5, 2018 20:27:56 GMT
The look on Amata's face as everyone talked made it clear that this wasn't someone who was actively acting malicious or vain... but someone who was clearly scared out of their wit's end. Here she was, being reminded of everything that she had prior been so determined to push away... being told that she didn't need to be afraid of her partner. The bitter truth was, there really wasn't anything to fear of her partner, was there? It wasn't a truth she liked, but her alienating her partner and friend really was unjustified... yet, here she was, trying to pass things off as if her ignoring the problem would fix it.
It... It honestly was kinda disgusting, really.
"I... I just wanted a normal life. I mean, Sistermon is nice... but I didn't know just what being her tamer entailed to." Amata softly began to speak up after everyone had their own say in the matter. She knew that Digimon weren't just mindless beasts or animals all the time, but they were dangerous... Everyone here was just reminding her that they weren't dangerous 100% of the time. It wasn't like she could argue against them... it was clear that these people were far more experienced regarding Digimon as a whole than her, but it did lend to her feeling a touch powerless with the circumstances here.
Feeling their tamer's distress, Sistermon drew a bit closer... placing a hand by the girl's shoulder as they smiled gently at them. "... Amata, if you want... I can go away if it'd help you feel better... but only if you really want me to. I won't hold it against you, as well... I'm your friend. If I ever become a problem, I'd prefer to just give you back your space." the softly spoke, and while the words they were saying were perhaps maybe a touch sad... she genuinely meant it. At the same time, she doubted that they'd want her gone... she just had too much faith in her tamer that'd they choose any other alternative. "At the same time, if you want me to stay... I'll do whatever I can to help you. I will always be by your side. Its what Digimon do."
That was the straw that broke the camel's back, at least for Amata... the girl for a moment actually choking as tears began to form at the corner of their eye, they unable to keep their emotions in check. "... I'm sorry, Sistermon... I am so sorry..."
Despite the intensely emotional moment, a look of pure happiness formed on Sistermon's face as they immediately did what any loved one would have done... join their tamer in a tender hug. "It is okay ya dork, it is okay! We all get a lil' selfish at times, okay? Don't beat yourself up for it, cause I forgive ya... Let's just play things by ear, okay?" the puppet Digimon softly reassured the girl, giving them another affectionate hug. Sure enough, they soon turned towards you all, an appreciative look on her face. "... I think we're good now... C-Can I just say, I'm so thankful for all your help. I-If there is anything we can do for ya in the future, just ask!" the Sistermon Blanc happily spoke,
Frankly, with the way Amata was softly tearing up and gently being reassured by Sistermon... Well, it did seem like things were under control. Happy endings DID exist after all!
[[OOC: Mission's main and optional objectives are done! Feel free to post an ending post if you'd like!]]
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