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A New Homecoming? [Silence]
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Post by Dr. Mikemon on Aug 18, 2019 2:12:20 GMT
"... Alright, that should be all of the boxes moved in, at least."
Mikemon let out a long breath, the wind billowing out into the air in a long, trailing wisp. The doctor had made a lot of trips up to the north in the past few weeks - after all, he had to check out the place, make sure there was enough room, and even file some paperwork down in Snowflake to get an office set up in the town proper. But as for their house itself? Well, it sat on a higher ridge, overlooking the town itself.
Technically, they owned their new abode and the entire clearing around them - much more land than Mikemon ever owned in Whitewater! The home itself had a log-covered exterior, but the inside was properly heated, insulated... and, for the moment, only half furnished. Standing outside, the cat stretched out his back, and gave a nod to his MeiCrackmon assistant.
"Holly, go ahead and get your boxes moved into your own room. Remember, things are gonna be shuffled around for a while..."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2019 3:17:20 GMT
"Okay da! I'll take care of it!"
The meicrackmon grinned ear to ear before scampering off, excited to have her own room. A room that came with a house, and a house that came with quite a bit of yard room itself! The meicrackmon could hardly wait to do all sorts of things in the yard! Especially in the warmer portion of the year...
Silence huffed a little bit from effort and found her cloak billowing out behind her. She was for the most part rather exhausted from the difficult mission that she and her friend syre had done together. The latter of the two wasn't really badly injured, some minor bruises and such to be sure. But the shutmon was in better shape to be trudging through all the snow in snowpoint than the cat whom the ultimate was carrying for the moment.
She'd grit her teeth as she climbed the stairs up to the log covered home. There was a moment that she wasn't sure if she had come to the right place but seeing the movement ahead of her she'd call out to the figure standing in front of the building.
"Oi! You mikemon? Your daughter is a bit roughed up! Get some bandages or somethin!"
Suffice to say that the shutmon was probably in worse condition that the cat but honestly she could wait until her friend was patched up. Her own medical treatment to her side had been rather rushed as she had to deal with some rough treatment during the mission...
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Post by Dr. Mikemon on Aug 18, 2019 3:37:24 GMT
"Good - see you in a bit, we'll go into town to get something to eat!"
He waved her off with a smile, and would set off to start moving the rest of the boxes from the foyer. It was all set up to be a simple (if long) day, just getting the new place set up... but it wasn't to be. His ear gave a twitch as he heard someone call from the distance, ear flicking as he looked over to see the Shutmon.
The white-furred Shutmon - with Syre clutched in her arms. Syre, herself, didn't seem too hurt, her arms rested on Silence's own as she gave a huff. "You didn't need to carry me - you're even more beat up than I am." Still, she seemed appreciative enough - and as the wolf approached, Mikemon found himself giving a blink.
... He wasn't expecting this. But snapping out of it, realizing the situation, he'd give a nod: "Go ahead and get her inside. We have a cot set up on the second room on your left." The doctor would open the door for them, and would follow right along, briefly looking on as Syre laid back on that bed. With a quick look over her frame, he nodded, placing a hand across the black cat's arm, a green aura radiating over it. "How'd it go?"
"Fairly straight-forward - though that tiger was just a brawler. Couldn't help but get a good swipe or two in on us..."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2019 4:26:22 GMT
"Yeah but you would of had trouble with the snow yah dingle!"
The shutmon snorted loudly and shook her head, somewhat bemused that syre would argue this fact. After all she also would have to struggle through the snow as she couldn't use bound in the state she was in. Huffing in irritation the shutmon was able to get close enough to the mikemon that she felt a twitch somewhere deep in her core.
"Second room on the left..."
The shutmon brought the cat to the designated spot and quickly set her down, grunting in pain as she did so before taking a seat nearby against the wall with a soft wince of pain. She wasn't feeling too good herself but she knew for a fact that syre needed to get taken care of before her.
"If it wasn't for the bloody claws he would of been easier honestly. But brawler or no, kinda hard to fight against two people at once."
The shutmon ran a hand along one of the large blades on her arm. She distinctly remembered running the brawler through on the both of them and he just laughed it off before choking on his own data. She'd snort softly and just shake her head, still trying to ease herself from that pain.
"Your daughter is very handy with those pistols of hers, would of been a right mess if I went and did it on my own."
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Post by Dr. Mikemon on Aug 18, 2019 20:06:18 GMT
"Heh... he sure was desperate - ah-ah..."
Syre gave a hiss through her fangs, as Mikemon pressed a solvent into the wound on her arm. The sensation of pain soon dulled, the doctor wrapping up the arm in a tight bandage a few moments later. "You should be good to be up and about, Syre, but I don't want you helping out with any of the boxes yet. No point stressing this wound, you know?"
"Yeah, yeah, I get you..." Syre rubbed her head with her free hand as she sat up, giving a chuckle towards Silence. "Hey, you were the one who ripped him off me. Surprised a good shot to the head wasn't enough to take him out."
"And as for you..."
Mikemon would turn his attention to Silence, eyes objectively looking at the damage across her frame. A good slash across her stomach - nothing critically concerning, but definitely an uncomfortable and painful wound.
"Slight hints of exposure from being in the cold, contact with metal... nothing I can't deal with." He'd soon have his hands pressed up against that bare stomach, a healing aura dealing away with the hints of frostbite. And he was soon preparing that same solvent, carefully applying it to the edge of the ultimate's wounds.
"..." The doctor, for the most part, worked silently, a definite sense of awkwardness in the room. Eventually, he did say something: "... Silence, right?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2019 22:57:10 GMT
"Well you'd be desperate too if you were cornered like that!"
The shutmon let out a low rumbling chuckle, coughing as that caused her side to flare up painfully. Though she managed to give Syre a grin afterwards. The shutmon watched as the doctor worked, curious if anything about what he was doing. His movements were certainly more practiced than she and she had a brief flash of him doing exactly the opposite on some arm in some room in some far distant place. Telling whomever it was that it'd take some time for the arm to adjust to her frame.
Silence grew well... rather silent and only managed to split that grin again when syre spoke to her. Well the shutmon gave a small shrug, the tiger was a tough son of a gun and needed a lot more than just a shot to the head to go down.
"I want to say something something adrenaline but I'm not really sure there."
The shutmon chuckled again and one of her brows rose as the mikemon turned to her. She could of gotten it much worse really, if she hadn't twisted away from that slash she probably would of been clutching her gut the whole way here!
"Not the worst I've had amusingly enough, you deal with rough patients all the time then?"
The shutmon chuckled and let out a small wincing growl as the hands pressed up against her stomach. She could feel that aura pouring into her, tending to that frostbite and then that solvent managed to make her squirm a little bit.
"AH! Sovereigns be damned that stings!"
The shutmon grunted a bit and clenched her hands several times over, hissing through her gritted teeth. Then of course as the awkwardness persisted, or at least awkward for the doctor? The shutmon couldn't help but note that tone when he spoke to her, something sparked deep down when he spoke, something primordial. She didn't know why but she knew this person. Just like she knew syre. And just like she knew that other signal in the house.
"Yeah. And you're mikemon. Her pops right?"
The shutmon motioned over to syre, her ears flicking and the shutmon seemed a little concerned over the fact that she couldn't shake this bloody feeling. Some distant promise ringing true and wrenching her core; but she couldn't explain the sensation. Couldn't explain the feeling. This overwhelming sadness and regret to a person that she had never met. A person that she could distinctly remember the smile of in the worst of things.
"...Don't spose we've met in a bar or something somewhere before?"
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Post by Dr. Mikemon on Aug 18, 2019 23:16:55 GMT
"Well, I do specialize in the rough kinds of patients. I really only do field medic work like this for the family." Mikemon returned a smile. Indeed, this sort of work was almost second-hat to the cat, the feline expertly patching the Shutmon's wound.
Even as she gave her slight protest. "Well, the wound does need to be cleaned. It's not going to be entirely comfortable." He kept a smile, beginning to prepare the bandages, wrapping it around the wound and across Silence's back. It was a nice, tight hold, one that would hide the healing wound underneath. As he worked, he'd give a nod in response. "Mhm. No particular name for me, just 'Mikemon' or 'Dr. Mikemon'."
To introduce himself again to her felt somewhat awkward, but he kept his focus. About a minute later, he'd tear off the end of the bandage, affixing it right against her back, giving a brief step back to check his work. It was then that his ear would twitch, the cat giving a slow breath out as Silence asked that last question.
Had they met before?
... "How much do you want to know?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2019 23:26:46 GMT
"Spose that makes sense considering things. Can't patch up everyone that comes in."
The shutmon rubbed at her neck, drawing in a sharp breath as he worked on her. There was a slight grunt as she could feel the pressure applying itself to her wound. It was tight and she'd test her range of movements before giving a small nice nod. It wouldn't limit her too much but she had to for a fact take it a little bit easy for a week or so she figured.
"Not one much for titles or honorifics, so I'll just call yah Mikemon. Or mikey if I'm in a rush."
The shutmon stuck out her tongue and gave him a small chuckle, honestly the fact she could even crack jokes like this in what could of been a stressful moment for her definitely put her on a different note than the last iteration. K would of just remained largely silent while mikemon worked, while Silence was definitely more vocal if not outright more friendly.
However her expression faltered a little bit when the cat asked how much she wanted to know. There was a noticeable pause, her face screwed up in confusion and her left hand shot down to her journal. Her expression took a sour turn and she felt her face run hot as she had a few flashes of different moments with this mikemon. Growling in irritation she'd bring her right hand up to her head, giving it a right good smack.
"You say that like you know something I don't. Like you would know my journal before I even open the bloody thing!"
There wasn't anger in her voice, if anything it was audible she was hugely confused with that single question and it made her head hurt. Unknown to the shutmon however she was crying, her face was flushed and she just didn't even know it yet. The wetness hadn't quite sank in.
"So just who are you? Just who is syre? What about that other signal in the house? Why do I know that it's another cat?"
She'd growl lowly and painfully shift. Her voice was grounded, there was a small trace of anger from the fact she felt like she wasn't going to like the answer she was going to get.
"Just what was she to you? Just what was she that everyone I've met seems to know her!"
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Post by Dr. Mikemon on Aug 18, 2019 23:34:28 GMT
Mikey, huh? Mikemon gave a small smile and a roll of his eyes with that, continuing to work on that wound, stepping back as he saw the Shutmon stand up and test her movement. Indeed, it wasn't the worst thing in the world, but Silence would be smart to stay out of fights for a while.
... Then came Silence's reaction. Mikemon's question brought a lot more to the front than he thought, enough that the cat blinked and stepped back as the Shutmon raised her voice. About the journal, about himself, about Syre, about Holly. Even about who 'she' was, enough that there was even a tinge of anger in her voice.
Well, no, not anger. Frustration. Syre looked on in concern, but Mikemon remained calm: "Syre? Go put on some hot chocolate, our guest is going to be here to talk for a bit."
"O-of course."
And as the BlackGatomon left, Mikemon would raise a hand. "Look, there's a lot we're going to have to go over. But to put it bluntly, your ancestor was one of the most prevalent heroes of the modern Digital World, someone whose actions both helped a lot of people and caused quite a bit of controversy in other areas. Its, well, why you're ultimate despite being less than half a year along. As for the other questions..."
The cat gave a blink. "Before I answer. What do you remember about me?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2019 23:44:11 GMT
Silence knew that she struck a cord the moment that mikemon said that she'd be here to talk for a bit. Answers, finally answers that that wolf wasn't going to give her; now that she was stronger she could probably of gone, probably of talked to him. Probably of gotten something. But this cat was going to tell her something, something she needed to know. Stuff her parents couldn't tell her.
"Eh? Yeah. Uhm. No sugar in mine if you don't mind?"
The shutmon seemed a little disarmed for a moment, her ears flicking and her eyes watching the smaller cat walk out of the room. She'd grit her teeth and turn to speak to the mikemon only to find that hand raising to stop her preemptively. She'd stare down at the doctor and tilt her head slowly.
Your ancestor was one of the most prevalent heroes of the modern digital world.
Silence's jaw dropped just a little bit; so all those dreams were from her ancestor? All those memories she was able to sketch out from memory were from her? The shutmon brought her hand up to rub at her jaw, she seemed perplexed and after a moment she'd consider what the information she was given. She helped people. She cause controversy. She was ultimate despite being less than half a year old. The shutmon's icy eyes flicked to the mikemon.
"Many mons don't even make it to ultimate, some spend their entire life getting that strong. I'll take it she was even stronger than this? Just... how strong was she?"
The shutmon paused and then that question slammed into her. She'd open and close her mouth before gritting her teeth. She remembered a dark inn, she remember a lab table, she remembered the warmth, she remembered this... smile that happened before there was nothingness. The shutmon brought two fingers up to rub at her temples.
"A dark inn. A Lab table. Warmth. A smile before nothingness. I get these flashes from her life and I draw them out in my journal, but before meeting you I don't think I've ever had a flash about you or your daughter... Daughters?"
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Post by Dr. Mikemon on Aug 19, 2019 0:15:35 GMT
"No sugar... right, I'll get you some tea on, then."
It was an easy enough adjustment, and with that, Syre would excuse herself out into the hall, leaving Mikemon and Silence to begin their discussion. Even Mikemon's first admission seemed to take the Shutmon aback quite a bit - but why wouldn't it? Anyone would be surprised to hear that their ancestor was someone important, but a hero?
"She was tremendously powerful. She had the command of... I think at least three different Super Mega forms, as well as a variety of other ones." But that aside, the doctor was still curious about her answer. What did Silence know about Mikemon?
An inn. A lab. That last smile. All of these were memories that she had brought up on the spot, after only seeing the doctor cat for about a minute or two. The cat gave a slow nod. "As it is..." Mikemon stepped back to the bed, and opened a drawer next to the end table, taking out a small, standalone picture frame. "Your ancestor meant a lot to this family, Silence. More than a hero, more than some important figure, well..."
He'd hand that picture over to Silence, as the cat diverted his gaze away.
"She was the love of my life."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2019 2:21:59 GMT
"Right right..."
Silence sighed a little bit and shook her head, she wasn't sure how to take this information. It seemed so out of place for her, to be some hero of the people, an ancestor that was beyond powerful and commanded respect through her actions? The shutmon blinked slowly as the mikemon told her that they were able to command three super mega forms as well as a variety of other ones. She'd look down at her hands and consider this information. So she had a huge amount of potential and that explained almost everything that had transpired.
"Explains my signal, explains the reaction that Zephyr had when she was... different. Don't know what to really say to that."
The shutmon hesitated and rubbed at her jaw, her fingers cresting each side of her face for a moment while she considered everything. The shutmon blinked however when the mikemon brought out that picture from the drawer. She'd stare at him quietly as apparently the ancestor meant a lot to the family. She'd hold onto that picture frame, staring at the picture within. It was a nicely dressed renamon, sitting in a rather scholor like pose. She felt her icy breath cloud up the glass and she'd move to wipe it away as he spoke.
More than a hero. More than some important figure.
A love of his life.
Silence grew rather quiet and processed this before slowly handing the picture back. She looked... rather uncertain for a moment and just simply sat back down against the wall. Taking in everything and duly processing it.
"So syre is this ancestor's child, as is the other signal in the house? I don't think I'm who she is or what she is to the others that she knew. I'm just me, some knuckleheaded shutmon from rosewood with fire in her veins and a desire to help the world. I don't even know what that makes us either. First time meeting someone and learning that I was your former love life is... odd to say the least."
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Post by Dr. Mikemon on Aug 19, 2019 2:38:10 GMT
The love of his life.
This was definitely a lot for Silence to take in at once, to find out that element of who she was. Carefully taking that picture back - and setting it up on the end table, rather than putting it in the drawer - the cat gave a sigh as Silence gave her response. "Yes. Your ancestor - K - was my wife, and the mother of Syre, as well as her sister, Holly, and her brother, Siris. And trust me, I understand: you aren't K, nor did we expect you to be anything like her."
Mikemon even managed a smile at that. "Trust me, its odd to see you like this too. I knew that you ended up in Rosewood, but I had no idea what kind of Digimon you'd become, or what memories you would retain. Um..."
Shoot, where was he supposed to go from here? The cat blinked, giving a slow breath out.
"Look, this is a lot to take in. Syre knew from the start, but kept it from you so that you wouldn't be, well, forced to feel like you had to do something about it. But... well, what do you want to do?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2019 4:35:42 GMT
It was hard to grasp.
Silence didn't really understand it herself, something so precious that she never once really thought of. She hadn't put time into it, she was so young. She had her whole life ahead of her. The shutmon flicked her ears and rubbed her snout thoughtfully.
"Her name was just... K? Like? The letter? That's... oddly short. And a mother of three? Thats... Less than I was expecting honestly. I couldn't be anything like her. My form might be the same but something tells me she was a lot different than I was."
The shutmon folded her arms and gave a thoughtful hum. So it was strange to see her like this, he knew she ended up in rosewood but didn't know what she would become? What memories she'd retain? Well the shutmon would pass the journal to the mikemon if he really wanted to know the sorts of things that she remembered.
"She's a smart cookie, I knew something was up the first time I met her but I didn't know what. I don't really know what I want. Just in general. I'm... like maybe a few months old at best and still am coming in terms with myself."
The shutmon sighed and looked down at the floor, mulling it over a bit. She would consider a few options and then sigh slowly.
"Honestly, I'm going to probably spend a lot of my life in her shadow to the people that knew her. I'm just waiting for when someone mistakenly calls me K or something. What I want to do... Hmm. In truth I don't know; past the lofty goal of protecting people when and where I can. If you mean right now though? In this situation in general? Well. I don't really... have anyone other than my parents back at rosewood. I would like to stay around, maybe learn a bit about her and the people she cared for. Maybe in understanding her I'll understand more about myself or something."
The shutmon stared quietly at the mikemon and then blew out a long breath that trailed off in exasperation.
"Unless you mean the whole lover thing then I really don't know. You're cute I'll give yah that."
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Post by Dr. Mikemon on Aug 19, 2019 22:24:36 GMT
"Yup, just the letter. She always had a little bit of a snarl across her face whenever she saw it spelled K-A-Y-E." Mikemon gave a short chuckle, followed by a small sigh. Indeed, K was a lot different than the Shutmon in front of him... and Silence knew almost nothing about the Renamon that came before her.
The only thing she really knew was that she was a big deal, and that she was going to be mistaken for her a lot. To that, Mikemon gave a blink.
"She wouldn't want you to live in her shadow - that's not the kind of Digimon that K was. When her life came to an end, she was ready to pass on her data, to let her descendant live out her own life, no matter what path it would take. You can trust that she has faith in you, and, well..." the cat bit his lip, "she wouldn't want you to feel trapped in her lifestyle."
He took a breath, then put a smile back on his face. "As it stands, my home's always open to you. Whether you need a place to rest or anything else, you don't even need to knock." As for that last part, a sharp blush crossed the cat's face, Mikemon giving a blink as he looked away. "... I, um... we'll see where that goes, if at all."
He didn't know how to respond to that. Not yet - but he was saved from a whistle in the kitchen. "Ah, the tea's on. Syre should also be inviting Holly out for the cocoa - you want to meet her?"
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