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Gritting her teeth a little bit at the idea of beign afraid of a force of nature of all things? To hate it, to resent it in such a way that made her react to it in a rather poor fashion. Normally there would be a soft sigh, normally there'd be a shake of the head.
But her blue and black eyes stared forward at the wolf. As he berated her about this weakness, going so far to talk to her; he didn't coddle her or make it seem like it was okay. It was a weakness something another could exploit. She had nothing to say; her ears flicking and her eyes staring at him cautiously.
There was a moment where she found her fear; there was a moment that she could feel it edging into her mind edging into her core. It didn't define her; but it certainly affected her. Growling with irritation more at herself than anything else she'd run a hand along the blade again. It's size shifting and warping back to it's usual size. She'd pause for a moment and then dash forward weapon sliding into a practiced ease.
Her left hand led and her right hand gripped her sword tightly for all but a moment. Her eyes hardened considerably and she found it again; found that place. Following suit she'd make a tight slash from the right rotating her leading foot so that her blade would have her bodies weight behind it for a portion of the strike.
Iko hadn't come all the way out here to learn that his potential 'leader' was a coward, someone who would so easily show a fatal flaw on the battlefield. No, he had come to prove himself, to show his worth for her noble cause - but what was to be had if a little bit of fire was enough to throw her off? No, the wolf completely turned the purpose of this initiation on its head, pushing into something that was far more important than the fight at hand.
K's grit. Her resolve. If it wasn't enough, then this entire trip was a waste of time.
Fortunately, Iko's berating voice had somewhat of an effect on K. Had she gotten over her problems - had she learned to face them head-on? Once more, K's attack was fairly well telegraphed, but she made the effort to try and strike at him - a sweeping slash intent on driving into his side. Unlike before, Iko didn't try and cut the range, but instead dropped on all fours, below the arc of the sword, tensing his hands and feet against the ground.
One more push: he'd give another surge, that black fire extending outward, intent on blasting K's frame from the front. If she took it head-on and tried to counter, she might find an opening against the crouched wolf - but if she stumbled? If her eyes snapped shut, or if she'd drop her weapon?
Iko would follow right on up, looking for that specific opening, and drive his palm against her neck.
To say the least, everything here wasn't part of her plan. Wasn't part of whatever design she had in mind; in her frustration; her fear had yielded the floor to the wolf more than it had to her. Just as much as it was testing the wolf it was a test of her own will of her own grit and resolve. To show that she had what it took to be a leader in things thick and thin.
Problems like this were deep seated, rooted in actuality. She hadn't so much gotten over them as she had wrenched them aside, turned them bare and cast them away. She had gotten over her inn being gone which was a far worse pain than the fire that had been creeping upher legs, a far worse pain than when it burnt her body all those months ago.
She was surprised to see that not only did the wolf read into her attack; he had dropped down on all fours avoiding her strike in entirety. He certainly was agile on his feet wasn't he?
Then the black surge of fire extended outwards; a sudden surge of the stuff that threatened to engulf her. She knew the pain it could bring and knew that it'd probably hurt. But what hurt more really? Her blue and black eyes stared forward through that fire to the wolf behind it. The real thing she was trying to fight.
And So the Leomon pushed forward; it was painful yes. It hurt like hell and she could feel the tug of fear somewhere distant. But like before she'd grab that and throttle the feeling. It had no place in a sparring match, a test for others. A test for her of all things.
The Leomon wasn't in a good position to use her sword so instead she used her back foot to bring forward a kick aimed directly in the center most point of Iko's chest intent on sending him flying backwards.
K worked through it. No, she hadn't gotten over it - a fear as deep-rooted as the Leomon's own was not so easy to quell. What she had done, however, was tear them off to the side and directly look at him - fight him.
Which, of course, meant a sweeping kick aimed right at the Ankomon's torso! From his low position, he was in no position to dodge or mitigate the damage - and though K had to wade through the fire to be able to do so, that Leomon's metal foot connected directly with his ribs. His eyes opened in surprise as he grit his teeth, blown away several feet across the battlefield, even tumbling once over before coming to a halt.
The wolf was quick enough to get back up on his feet, however - and as he did, he couldn't help but start to chuckle. Chuckle, then laugh, a wide grin spread over his face.
"Heh... you really are something, you know that?" The wolf cracked his neck, the flames of his shadow finally starting to die out. "Tell me, you think we need to keep going? I don't mind either way - but I feel you might not resist the urge to rip me to shreds if I keep this shadowfire act going."
It was something that she'd need to take the time and effort to pull herself through. Something that she would probably have to keep working on for a while; something she might have to talk to someone to get over. But that was a long time off. It didn't matter in the nitty gritty of the fight that they were currently participating in.
With how flighty the wolf had been through their fight together; how often he was able to avoid her straightforward attacks she had figured that he would avoid this one. Likely standing up or leaping to one side with the four points of contact on the ground. However when she felt her metal foot connect directly with the Ankomon's ribs sending him several feet across the battlefield there was a moment of surprise. Though she tightened her grip on the sword and moved forward as he tumbled.
Then of course the wolf was back on his feet... Chuckling of course which made the leomon blink and slowly lower her sword. Then he started to laugh which only brought a raised brow from the leomon.
"What do you mean?"
The leomon paused and hefted her sword onto her shoulder tilting her head slowly as the shadowy flames started to die out. Did they need t o keep going? The Leomon rubbed her chin thoughtfully; going over the fight in her head. Going over what he did and how he did it. He would be a solid fighter in the group that much was sure. But she still wasn't satisfied in the long haul. She'd have to make sure that he [as well as herself] kept on their toes.
"I don't think we need to no. I've seen what I wanted to for this. But if you don't mind, I'd like to keep at least some sort of sparring or training regime so we don't get rusty. Probably see when I get others to join if they would want to do the same. Maybe not with me but.. Someone."
K rubbed her neck awkwardly and set her sword in it's 'holster' before stepping forward shaking her head. There was a soft chuckle on her lips and the Leomon extended a hand to the Ankomon. There was a few things they'd need to go over before she could properly 'induct' him into the group.
"It might be a touch difficult; but I think I could of managed... So now that we've got that out of the way. Lets talk."
"Mm? Surprising, or something. Don't read too much into my ramblin', alright?"
Still chuckling a bit with the last comment - and with their spar put behind them - Iko stood up, stretching out his back as that impromptu spar came to an end. He gave a light wince - definitely feeling the bruise of that last kick to his ribs - but, after a few moments, he managed to just roll his shoulders and endure it. "Of course, I could use a sparring partner to keep myself on edge. Just, um... try to get used to my fire, at least?" He gave a shrug. "Its not just my champion form that uses it, after all."
"Seriously, though..." Stepping onto the battlefield, now that the spar was over, Luke couldn't help but shake his head. "Did you have to go that hard? I could feel that hit from over in the stands!"
"That bad?" Giving a shrug, he then gave a nod at the Leomon's suggestion, tilting his head towards the waiting room. "Oh, and feel free to take a more comfortable form than that when we do."Regardless if K took that advice or not, it wouldn't take the three long to exit the arena, and even clear out of the waiting room, to get to a small sitting section, near a concessions area, to talk.
"Well... now that Iko has that out of his system..."
The wolf gave a talk, as Luke turned to K, and continued. "Just what, exactly, are you trying to do with this team? Have you set up a base, or anything like that? Just... give us the run-down."
The leomon rubbed the back of her neck and gazed at the wolf her brows keeping their raised fashion for a few long moments. He seemed for the most part okay; her kick probably didn't do that bad of a number on him right? Blinking a little bit she'd dip her head in a nod.
"I'll try. It's something I need to work on.."
The Leomon sighed and turned her head to look at Luke; feelign somewhat bad as he spoke up about her last attack. Scratching at her neck again K gave the human a small somewhat apologetic smile.
"Sorry about that Uhm... I sort of got into it..."
The leomon exhaled slowly and flicked her eyes back to the wolf. He didn't seem to think it was that bad and even suggested that she should take a more comfortable form. Finding that the suggestion itself was reasonable she felt herself slide up her digivolution tree. Rather than down it. After a moment or two the shutmon replaced the leomon and it let out a soft sigh of relief.
Considering that they had spent so little time in the coliseum itself she felt that she might of wasted their time in signing up in the arena. Though she had to tell herself it was okay. That it wasn't a waste as.. well. It meant she was willing to go through the paces right?
"Yes; now that our spar is out of the way. Your questions I presume?"
The shutmon took a seat in the sitting section, clasping her hands together while staring at the human. What was she trying to do with this team? Had she set up a base? And a general run down... The shutmon let out a small exhalation before getting into it.
"What exactly am I trying to do with the Knights? Well. With the distinct lack of the Royal knights and their kin there's a large power vaccum. People don't have a group to really look up to for protection; they don't have a group there to take care of the worst threats out there while also keeping their homes safe."
The shutmon leaned a little bit staring at the human.
"D-reapers, The towers and these Elemental orbs I've heard about from one of my students are prime threats to the digital world. Things that a group could take care of but hasn't. Between these threats emerging I'd like to take the time putting the past happenings to good use; to pre-determine where they might come up next. See if there's patterns. I want to be ready; I want to be there before it gets bad. During that I want to protect people from simple troubles like bandits or thieves; to keep us on our toes."
She'd run a hand through her fur and let out a slow but somewhat exasperated sigh.
"Currently a construction crew is working on Vander tower. In secret, away from prying eyes. It'll be our home and base of operation. It should be done in a week or two. Hear of the new place of Rosewood? It's a perfect place for the Knights to start, a small town that can be our testing ground to see just how well we can help the world be safe."
The shutmon frowned a little bit and scratched her head gesturing at the two of them.
"We'll follow the law of each city, keep the rules between ourselves regulated on our own. This isn't a dictatorship, I want everyone to be comfortable. But it's not going to be a larger group for a while. Seven or so people including myself. Might expand if we get enough people and enough influence. After a while I'd like to assign people to hubs to keep an eye on them; protectors of sorts. Keeping to our laws and theirs so we don't upset them."
A small somewhat sad pause came by and the shutmon gripped her hands tightly.
"But ultimately I just want the world to be safe again. With so much happening it feels like it's under attack. The Dark area was just a taste of what one threat can do and we were lucky that it was sectioned off like it was. But could you imagine how bad it'd be if we had all these threats breathing down our necks?"
K would scratch her muzzle and let out a small sigh.
"So what you can expect is a lot of fighting, but not just for us."
Well, it was less a 'question' and more a 'plea for information'. What K had said over Tamernet was all well and good, but Luke couldn't help but think that most of the reason that Iko accepted the offer, was for the chance at a spar! Thankfully, that didn't seem to be the case: as Luke asked the question of the larger wolf, Iko seemed to be listening to what K had to say. Or, well, at least most of it.
Of how she was making this due to the lack of Royal Knights, of how their needed to be a symbol for them to look up to.
Of the specific threats that were threatening the world.
Of the base that was being built, out in the forest. (Actually, wait, how did she afford that?)
Of how their wouldn't be a proper leader, except perhaps the Shutmon herself. And of how she... she just wanted the world to feel safe again.
There was a moment of silence, as Luke and Iko processed the information at hand. "... Well. You definitely have the right mindset about it." Iko gave a chuckle: "Seven-or-so folks aren't going to be enough to stand against the 'evils of the world' themselves, but, heck. There has to be some kind of hero to look up to, right?"
"Its cliche, its a bit naive, and I love it." Yes, he understood what he was getting into - and as Iko threw his hat in the ring, Luke joined in with his own chuckle! "All the time with you - Iko, since when did you change from that dumb 'loner' attitude? This fits you so much better."
"Oh, c'mon. She already knows what I'm like - from the mountain and the spar. If she can tolerate me up to this point, then she's already a friend."
Was that it then? A short pause... and Luke gave a nod. "Fine, we're in."
K really hoped that her explanation had been good enough. Honestly she wasn't sure how to really go further in depth than that. It's what she hoped to do with this group; it was a huge undertaking that she couldn't do alone. Mikemon had unknowingly planted the seeds of this a long time ago. She didn't have to do everything but that didn't mean she couldn't have others of like minded nature do so.
The shutmon stared down at her hands while the silence seemed to boil. The pair having to proccess the swath of information that she had pushed onto them. Iko saying that she had the right mind set about it and followed suit with the the fact that seven or so people wouldn't be enough against the 'evils of the world'. At that the shutmon chuckled and leaned on one hand.
"When I was little I thought of this sort of stuff all the time, childish dreams they could call it."
The shutmon blinked a little bit however when the Ankomon claimed that it was cliche, naive but that he loved it? Her eyes flicked over to luke who added his own chuckle to the mix. Managing to get a grin out of the shutmon as she rubbed her muzzle thoughtfully.
"Took the words right out of my mouth there Iko."
The shutmon let out a soft laugh and then leaned back a little bit mulling to herself as Luke went ahead and said that they were in. Giving the both of them a grin she'd turn either hand to them displaying her palms.
"It's good to have the both of you then. I'll presume each of you will be okay with a mark of some form? Something you come up with yourself and we'll have to get the two of you a collective or separate title."
The shutmon leaned forward a bit and tapped on her upper arm. While this form lacked a floating symbol like her renamon one this one did have a Jesmon symbol on either pauldron. The simple trio mark was something most would recognize.
"Now it doesn't have to be complicated or such, but it'll represent your connection to the knights. Wether or not it's on your body or on a piece of clothing is up to you. I kind of don't have a choice in mine buuut..."
The shutmon shrugged and let out a smooth chuckle.
"Once we have enough people, I have something in mind for the mark as well. Something that will help us when we're in groups of three or more. I suppose I should also ask before I forget... How does a weekly spar sound Iko?"
"Honestly, if more stuck to those 'silly' dreams, maybe we wouldn't be dealing with all this right now... nah, that's probably a touch too optimistic." At the same time, though, the sentiment was comfortable enough.
Now, would the two be comfortable with a mark of... 'some kind'? The moment Iko heard that it was his own design, he just gave a chuckle - and pointed to the simple green crescent moon on his forehead. "No offense, but it would look silly if I wore another mark along with this one. It would get confusing... but it should be easy enough to make that same mark on Luke's glove?"
"I mean... alright, never mind, it could be worse than that." Giving a half-shrug, Luke more-or-less went along with that idea. It seemed that K's first recruit didn't have much choice in their symbol, either, when it all came down to it!
"Hm, that'll be interesting to enchant - oh?" That last bit caught him a bit off-guard, but it didn't take long for Iko to grin and nod! "Honestly, that sounds great to keep the rust off. Besides, after today's bout?" He gave a shrug. "With nothing 'on the line', I'm looking forward to it."
"Is that so? With how the world is optimism is pretty welcomed I'd say."
The shutmon let out a soft chuckle; it was nice to think about what ifs and how it would of been in times of peace when you didn't have things to do that begged more attention than whatever it was that they were working on.
Eyes flicking up to the crescent moon the shutmon gave a small grin and simply dipped her head in a nod. It made sense for them to use that; she wasn't sure if they wanted to come up with something ont heir own or not. With a soft shrug she'd tap her fingers on her legs.
"Wasn't sure if you were comfortable using it for that or not. Best to ask no?"
The Shutmon glanced at luke and gave him a small smile. There were probably dozens of things that they could of used that would of clashed with what their design went with. Something gaudy or something that was too complicated. The simplicity of the Crescent moon would make it fairly easy to use after all.
"Might take a bit of work but yes."
The shutmon tilted her head slightly and gave a wry grin as the other agreed to her offer of sparring. It'd do well to get her used to more than the forms that she consistently pushed herself in. The shutmon's eyes flicked from the two a time or two before the grin spread a little further.
"Well with any luck in a week or two we'll have our own place to use rather than the coliseum. Won't lie I'm interested to see what else you have up your sleeve..."
"Trust me, it's nothing I'm ashamed to have. Still, appreciated." Giving a slight shrug to the Renamon, it seemed that matter was settled - though picking a title might be a bit of a challenge. Honestly, neither the tamer nor digimon were all that good with 'naming stuff'.
At the thought of the enchantment, Iko did briefly bring his hand over that mark, with a shrug following. Really, what was more exciting- at the moment - was the spar.
"Not that I mind the arena. A bit of entertainment for the crowd ain't a bad thing - heck, maybe we could have an official match at some point."
"Not to interrupt, but..." Luke cut in, "We'll need a way to keep in touch more consistently. You have a team-chat set up? And we'll need coordinates of where the base is being established. Heck, I could check the electrical."
K let out a small chuckle and rubbed her muzzle. She didn't really have much of a title for herself; it would be something that would probably come to her or be given to her at some point by the masses or someone else. She wasn't very picky when it came to names; as her own inn didn't even have one for that long time.
The idea of having a crowd watching them made the shutmon somewhat nervous. Perhaps it was the fact that many thought crowds and fighting in arena's more for sport than practice but... If they would walk away from it with something what was she to argue with using the coliseum for it's intended use.
"I can get one set up, honestly if you two had turned it down it'd take a little bit before the next members would be properly added in. I can get you the coordinates of where the base is being constructed but that won't be very useful for when it's actually built. It might do some good to give a few checks to the construction crew's work."
If everything went acording to plan, the large chunk of earth mixed with Vander tower's actual building would be able to float in the sky of it's own accord. She just hoped that the people she found would.. well. Be good enough to make sure it didn't come crashing down.
"When Vander tower is constructed I intend to have a Communication tower added in somewhere. But until it is I can't promise anything past that. Once it is, probably will get it a little more... stocked."