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Well, that answer had been more substantial than Gazimon had been expecting. Still told him practically nothing, but that was still something. "Huh, and don't suppose he put it there... So how it get there? Who built it, or it just coalesce from data or fate or something and just find itself there, perfectly usable? You guys really not think about this?"
Gazimon nodded to that, seeming to hesitate to concede a point directly to the Dobermon, but he was exactly right. "That's right. Most folks hear about it, sure, if they're not too remote. Humans ship in the Terminal at Terminus, now and again--we all know they're comin' from somewhere. Seein' it, though..." His voice trailed off, a slight but distinct (and perhaps slightly humanizing) bit of wonder swelling in it like the inflating envelope of a balloon, lifting the little city-digimon from the muck his feet were normally planted deep in.
And then it popped, and he murmurred some curses to himself, realising the pain in his feet abruptly and starting to haphazardly stack his arms back up with the digital detritus that his life revolved around, that bright little light of wonder and curiosity momentarily spent. He cast a few sidelong glances to that glimmering gateway to unknown, untold possibility, but lapsed into a moment's long silence as he finished gathering his things.
They'd both seen that bubble of wonder pop. They knew they had if the quick looks to each other were anything to go by. Ruby seemed to grimace while Gar's eyes seemed to sparkle with a certain determination. Ruby put a paw over his muzzle with a quiet groan.
"Y'know actually, the little online shop I got this digi-port from actually has some other cool stuff on it," Gar mused idly, trailing off a little bit as he pressed a few buttons on his digivice until a little store front icon popped up. Then he was looking through that. "Damn what was it called again? Oh there it is!" Suddenly excited Gar held out his digivice where an icon labeled 'holo-suit' was visible with a description you could scroll down and read. "Here's one of them! As you can probably see it's this thing called a holo suit. I think it basically works like a disguise for digimon to use in order to explore my world," Gar said in hardly contained excitement.
"Mhm, a strange item to be listed if not plenty useful for certain digimon that couldn't blend in as toys or normal animals," Ruby chipped in, having pretty much given in at this point since Gar seemed so adamant.
"Of course you might not actually be interested, I just thought maybe you would be since you seemed pretty interested in the digivice and you have all that scrap and actually pretty useful looking stuff with you but of course we also just met so maybe I shouldn't assume so quickly?-"
"Kid you're rambling again chill out," Ruby said, interrupting Gar's rambling with a bite of a bark behind their voice.
So Gar nodded with a quick, "Oh right sorry, bad habit," before picking at the earring in his ear again idly.
Gazimon actually blinked in surprise as Gar suddenly held the digivice out before him, a sudden bout of tension in his body--perhaps instinctual preparation for an oncoming blow--only slowly fading as the human went on to explain. His eyes darted between the display (and studying the design of the device's outer casing with it) to Garrote's abruptly energetic face. The expression on those mammalian features fluctuated between confused and anxious animal to someone very, almost painfully human, teetering between doubt and longing.
"Y'know, I heard'a those things before. Now and then someone tries to pull a fast one back in the city or undercity usin' one," Gazimon finally spoke up. His mouth felt dry, and he found his gaze lingering, again, on that portal, when he knew it would be better served studying the device, itself... Or, maybe taking a grab at it while it was hovering in his face. Instead, he just kept talking. "Usually someone pretendin' to be somethin' or someone they're not. Trying to play big and tough or spoof someone else, y'know? Usually doesn't work out too well." He gave a low chuckle, a small and raspy sound that gained a bit of energy as he thought about it. Well, the way the kid was putting it made it sound that much easier to get by in the human world thus disguised than trying to run a con out in Terminus or Tenebrous using the same tech.
Still, it was a much less known world... And as far as he knew, even more dangerous than the one he existed in. Sure, the spindly and rather regularly-sized humans, who overall looked so similar in their specifications and capabilities, were far less imposing or inspiring than their digimon counterparts... But then, they surprised him before. They surprised him today.
"... Y'know, you hear some weird things 'bout that world of yours," Gazimon said with a sniff, looking back up at Gar. "Like that there's humans there that hunt for any digimon slipping through the cracks, right? Or, or that if a digimon dies there, they don't make it back to Beginnings." He gave a long look over in Ruby's direction. There was an edge of anxiety in his voice, mottled with something like excitement, perhaps infected by his proximity to the human half of the nearby pair.
Ruby huffed and got up with a quick stretch before moving to sit besides Gar and in front of Gazimon. "Although I have yet to visit the space myself, I find it hard to believe that one wouldn't be able to return to beginnings when so many simple things connect our worlds." Ruby closed their eyes for a moment, head tilting in thought before opening again. The vibrant jewel red seemed much less harsh than before. "But is it a risk you would be willing to take? Explore a whole new world with new opportunities with the option to return here should you please and know where to go or who to ask, but at the possible risk of not getting a restart should you fall to unfortunate events."
Gar chuckled a bit nervously, pinching at his earring before Ruby bumped against him, causing him to stop and let that hand fall back to his side. "Well I don't really know the logistics of this Beginnings you two are talking about and I'm not sure what you could mean about humans hunting you guys but, if it's anything of reassurance, I'd be willing to vouch for you. I mean, I could even teach you to human properly! Okay well maybe not properly since I can't seem to figure that out for myself yet but hopefully you get the sentiment?" Gar replied. He was at least happy that Ruby had calmed down from their core influenced attitude.
Gazimon seemed to be put back on edge with Ruby's motion, perhaps only just then realising keeping his arms full such as they were would act as a serious impediment of the Dobermon finally lost patience with him. His words, though, seemed to resonate on some level with the digimon, despite the differences in their relative level, and moreover the deep divide in their natures, their data makeup. "Ehe, well, I guess ya might say takin' risks comes with the territory. Maybe somethin' like this ain't so different." After all, he was already out here because he'd struck out from one world, if only figuratively. Was a literal equivalent so far-fetched?
"... Vouch for me, huh?" Now there was an offer, more than the offer of teaching him anything, that he could process; in his root, back in the night city, it was that nebulous network of vouches, favours, enmities, and bonds that kept the roughly organized chaos of the black market from descending into just chaos. What this was, was probably more valuable than if he could have made off clean with the boy's wallet. Maybe... Well, probably not worth quite as much as if he swiped his digivice, too. But, at least so far, it seemed less likely to see his tail bitten off and his ass with it than attempting that particular stunt. "Well, a bad teacher's better than no teacher, far as I'm concerned!" He suddenly exclaimed, beaming a row of very sharp and very white teeth up at him, and eyes showing a sharp, intent red, bright as plasma below a scope. Of course, that was a lie; a bad teacher could teach you things that took a lot longer to unlearn. But it was in the sentiment, like the kid said!
Gar's eye's shone with glee almost as bright as the red of Gazimon's eyes. "Wait really?! Oh my god I thought you were going to tell me to piss off or something!" Gar lamented as he clutched his chest in relief.
Meanwhile Ruby sighed besides them. "Does this mean I'm going to be stuck with two idiots now?" They asked in a completely rhetorical manner.
"ACK- Ruby we were having a moment why do you have to be rude like that and ruin it!" Gar replied with a pout.
"Oh that's a simple answer; It's funny," the hunter digimon replied with a sharky if not teasing grin.
A bit more of a back and forth and Gar turned back to Gazimon. "You do realize that my offering this means if you want to survive in there you'll have to listen to the rules and advice I give right? I'm not a complete moron, I just expect the best from others. If someone tries and truly wants to, anyone can be a good person after all."
"I think I'm going to choke on all this sentimental value."
Gazimon gave a sizable snort at this, rolling those self-same eyes. "Mean, seems like an alright shake to me. Human world, huh... Better than a couple mushrooms and a how-do-you-do, eh?"
For a moment, the shifty little digimon gawked openly at Ruby. "So... So he does have a sense of humour..." He offered in a clearly audible stage whisper, leaning conspiratorially in closer to Garret, a mirthful and only-slightly mean-spirited grin crossing his snout.
That next question gave him a clear moment's pause, before he nodded, all the weight of another world's promise heavy on his brain-pan. "Yeah, sure. I ain't gonna do anything liable to land me in trouble first thing I set down in some new world." That was honest; he liked to think he was more subtle than that, and he'd survived Tenebrous all this time by avoiding sticking his neck out too far. Noone was going to get his spoken word, let alone his signature, writing off on becoming a better person, though. Wisely, he didn't declare that in front of the onlooking virus hunter.
A snicker followed that last exchange, terminated by another snort. "You and me both, cous. Don't, uh, take it too personal though, right? I'll pay you back, some time down the road. Nothing mushy about it if it's business." A certain, persistent glimmer in his eye revealed a remaining hint of emotion at the sudden turn of events, though, and possibilities raced before his mind at the opening prospect of setting down in a new, unknown world... And one he was unknown in, in turn. The smile on his face wasn't completely pure, but it was bright all the same.
Gar sighed but he seemed happy enough. "Well your word is the least I can ask for really. It's not like I keep legally binding papers and a pen on me all the time."
"Do keep in mind though that I will thoroughly enjoy destroying your data bit by bit if you try and abuse my human's kindness and sentimentality," Ruby chipped in totally helpfully.
"Ruby please,," was Gar's only response, as he was already tired of telling him to stop threatening others every time he didn't like them. He cleared his throat soon after. "On that note, it's probably best we get you a holo-suit before going through the digi-port. Yknow just to avoid any possible problems."
"Ahehehe, sure, yeah..." Gazimon mumbled a bit nervously, seeming to edge several centimeters away from the threatening digimon without appearing to move his body in the process.
"Yeah, uh, yeah maybe. You got any clue how these things supposed to work? Never really got the technicals just hearing about 'em in passing," His expression mutated slowly from that optimisitic, if slightly shaded smile, to a scrunched up half-frown. "Come to think, what exactly is the operating mechanism with these things? It just an optillusion or it more like solid-light. Or it actually do somethin' to my data..." He looked down at himself, as if the answer might occur there. No amount of naval gazing was likely to solve this particular riddle-of-self, though. "I mean, it's awful pricey to buy without knowin' a thing about it. Hum..."
Gar paused for a moment. "I uh, actually have no idea how it might work in all honesty.." As he trailed off, he looked over at Ruby, assuming for some reason they might know.
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Ruby sighed. "Well if your entire constructed body from the holo suit can be physically interacted with then I have doubt on it being illusionary software. My best guess is that it's either its own set of data that can be manipulated and fused with the owner in order to adjust appearances without any limbs just being able to pass through it. Or it manipulates the user's data to construct a new outward form for them while otherwise keeping all other attributes untouched," the Dobermon replied in a tired manner. "Don't hold me accountable if i'm wrong however."
Gazimon didn't look satisfied by those answers, but somehow he looked a little happier for it. "It... Sorta stands to reason, yeah. These things do allow the user some level of physical manipulation, and not just in the digital world. Actually, there any absolute limit to what these things can spoof? Humans, digimon... What about inanimates?" Slowly, that smile returned, sparks lighting up behind those clear crimson eyes. "Say-say, this tech's gotta lotta possibilities, too. Might be worth the down-pay just to get my claws in the software. Er, and... I'm sure it's plenty useful for blending into humansville too." He smiled, almost innocently. It took him a few long moments of listening to his own thoughts out loud, but he finally came full circle, and the focus of his gaze seemed to train back on the pair rather than staring at some distant point far beyond them.
"Sure, I'll buy me one. Don't exactly got much bits to spare, but..." The look on his face said that it was worth it. Probably more worth it than they, and maybe even he, had a static grasp of. Fortunately, even such an anxious, manic curiosity couldn't cause much trouble for the physical world.