I'M GOIN' TO JAIL! [Xros Hunt/Sakura]
Jul 29, 2021 10:18:39 GMT
Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2021 10:18:39 GMT
"Yeah... this is all... a little hard to keep tracking of..." Between all of Artie's "friends" and the entire group that popped up. Everything was happening all at once, so she needed to take a step back and get her bearings. She turned towards Akitsugu and Java, who were traveling by themselves. Then Shuriko appeared, on the run from someone, and that someone was apparently this "Bishop" that had collided with one of Artie's old companions. And before the collision, this Bishop was currently engaging with this armored bear named Gaby.
Meanwhile, there was some sort of gathering that Artie didn't seem to know about, or even desired. And a bunch of Digimon that seemed to be old friends of Artie and Lancel. One being the rather uptight Trist, a boisterous and idiotic Pelli, and Yvan, who was apparently a Digi-Cannibal.
That was the gist of it... right?
"It's okay! He's just playing!" Lancel assured the others with a chuckle, holding the Dorumon while he continued to viciously scratch and bite at the Guilmon. "Just a bit of roughhousing! It's really fun!" He wrapped his scaled arm around the purple-furred Yvan's throat, then threw both their bodies to the ground, pinning the Dorumon to the ground. And after a little bit of getting strangled, the Dorumon finally submitted, calming down, and the pair stood up with Lancel having a gleeful grin on his face. "See? If you just beat him up a bunch or smack him on the nose, you win! It's a fun game!"
"Umm... Okay, bud, that's not exactly what's going on, but..." Artie was cut off by the piercing shout of the golden blade Digimon glaring at the Kokuwamon.
"You! You ruined my grand entrance, and you're gonna have to pay for that! So use those wings of yours to fly me back up to the top of the cliff so I can jump off again!" There were dents and scratches all over his armor as it was, and it looked like he was barely standing. "Or else I'll Twenty Dive you into next week!"
"Pellinor!" Trist barked, marching to get into Zubamon's face. "Do not threaten someone you just met! Apologize! And apologize for crashing into crashing into them during your boisterous attempt at an introduction!"
"Huh? You can't tell me what to do! So pull the stick out your bum so you can have some more space to shove your own lectures, old man!"
"Hey, how about we calm things down here...?" Artie spoke up, a little softly.
"We're all the same age, fool!" Trist countered. "So I expect you to act with a modicum of maturity!"
"Oh yeah? Well I got your 'maturity' right here!" Pelli responded, promptly flipping Trist the dragon finger.
"Hey, now things are getting a little out of hand..."
"Seriously, the cape is the only cool thing about you! The fact that we both share that is too embarrassing! Stop copying me, loser!"
"What does our appearances have to do with anything? Stop changing the subject and act like an appropriate Digimon for once in your pathetic, miserable life!"
"So how about we both sit down for a bit and..."
But seeing Artie's lukewarm mediation go on deaf ears, Sakura, whose patience had been worn down from this entire little excursion, finally decided to step in. She wasn't exactly the teaching type... but she a little bit of discipline in her. What would her grandfather do in this situation?
"ENOUGH!" She shouted from her stomach. She grasped both Trist and Pelli's capes, then spun the pair around until their cloaks twisted and intertwined with one another's and their heads collided. She dropped them to the ground. "Both of you! Work together to separate yourself! And if either one of you complain or even speak until you're done, I swear to god I'll throw you both off a cliff myself!"
She spun around on her heels towards Lancel and Yvan. "Lan! Learn the difference between someone literally trying to eat you and someone just trying to play with you!"
"Okay, teach!" The Guilmon replied with a smile and a lousy attempt at a salute. Sakura moved on to the cannibal himself.
"And you! For Christ's sake, stop trying to eat people!" In an instant Yvan charged forward, but the young woman slapped the Dorumon right on the end of his nose. He recoiled for a second, let out a ferocious growl only to get slapped on the nose again. Yvan quieted down, and promptly sat down in submission.
"Artie!" Sakura marched towards the Vmon and glared down at the blue dragon. "If you're going to intervene in an argument, take a deep breath, and shout from your stomach! If it's to help your friends, don't do it so half-heartedly!"
"Understood, teach!" The Vmon answered, standing up straight for some reason.
"And finally... you!" She pointed towards a Dracomon that just kind of walked up and was standing beside Bedi-hakase. "Make sure to introduce yourself before you walk up to a group like you belong!"
"I'm Gwayne," He replied, surprisingly calm. "Friend of Art's."
"I'm Sakura! It's very nice to meet you!" Despite her words, she still had an aggressive, lecturing tone to it.
And with that... the rowdy group of dragon and dragon-posers seemed to be quelled. Trist and Pelli were grumbling every now and then as they got their capes untangled, but they were calm by the time they accomplished their group task.
And Sakura let out a long sigh of relief as she finally turned to Tsugu and his little group of scrap. Despite Artie's nickname, Sakura wasn't exactly a mentoring type, and lecturing others was exhausting. Hopefully she wouldn't have to do that on a constant basis from here on out! "Hope that makes things easier..." She looked over towards Java, Shuriko, Gaby, and Bishop. "Anyways is there anything we can do to help you in any way? It's a bit of a confusing time for everyone around..."
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Meanwhile, there was some sort of gathering that Artie didn't seem to know about, or even desired. And a bunch of Digimon that seemed to be old friends of Artie and Lancel. One being the rather uptight Trist, a boisterous and idiotic Pelli, and Yvan, who was apparently a Digi-Cannibal.
That was the gist of it... right?
"It's okay! He's just playing!" Lancel assured the others with a chuckle, holding the Dorumon while he continued to viciously scratch and bite at the Guilmon. "Just a bit of roughhousing! It's really fun!" He wrapped his scaled arm around the purple-furred Yvan's throat, then threw both their bodies to the ground, pinning the Dorumon to the ground. And after a little bit of getting strangled, the Dorumon finally submitted, calming down, and the pair stood up with Lancel having a gleeful grin on his face. "See? If you just beat him up a bunch or smack him on the nose, you win! It's a fun game!"
"Umm... Okay, bud, that's not exactly what's going on, but..." Artie was cut off by the piercing shout of the golden blade Digimon glaring at the Kokuwamon.
"You! You ruined my grand entrance, and you're gonna have to pay for that! So use those wings of yours to fly me back up to the top of the cliff so I can jump off again!" There were dents and scratches all over his armor as it was, and it looked like he was barely standing. "Or else I'll Twenty Dive you into next week!"
"Pellinor!" Trist barked, marching to get into Zubamon's face. "Do not threaten someone you just met! Apologize! And apologize for crashing into crashing into them during your boisterous attempt at an introduction!"
"Huh? You can't tell me what to do! So pull the stick out your bum so you can have some more space to shove your own lectures, old man!"
"Hey, how about we calm things down here...?" Artie spoke up, a little softly.
"We're all the same age, fool!" Trist countered. "So I expect you to act with a modicum of maturity!"
"Oh yeah? Well I got your 'maturity' right here!" Pelli responded, promptly flipping Trist the dragon finger.
"Hey, now things are getting a little out of hand..."
"Seriously, the cape is the only cool thing about you! The fact that we both share that is too embarrassing! Stop copying me, loser!"
"What does our appearances have to do with anything? Stop changing the subject and act like an appropriate Digimon for once in your pathetic, miserable life!"
"So how about we both sit down for a bit and..."
But seeing Artie's lukewarm mediation go on deaf ears, Sakura, whose patience had been worn down from this entire little excursion, finally decided to step in. She wasn't exactly the teaching type... but she a little bit of discipline in her. What would her grandfather do in this situation?
"ENOUGH!" She shouted from her stomach. She grasped both Trist and Pelli's capes, then spun the pair around until their cloaks twisted and intertwined with one another's and their heads collided. She dropped them to the ground. "Both of you! Work together to separate yourself! And if either one of you complain or even speak until you're done, I swear to god I'll throw you both off a cliff myself!"
She spun around on her heels towards Lancel and Yvan. "Lan! Learn the difference between someone literally trying to eat you and someone just trying to play with you!"
"Okay, teach!" The Guilmon replied with a smile and a lousy attempt at a salute. Sakura moved on to the cannibal himself.
"And you! For Christ's sake, stop trying to eat people!" In an instant Yvan charged forward, but the young woman slapped the Dorumon right on the end of his nose. He recoiled for a second, let out a ferocious growl only to get slapped on the nose again. Yvan quieted down, and promptly sat down in submission.
"Artie!" Sakura marched towards the Vmon and glared down at the blue dragon. "If you're going to intervene in an argument, take a deep breath, and shout from your stomach! If it's to help your friends, don't do it so half-heartedly!"
"Understood, teach!" The Vmon answered, standing up straight for some reason.
"And finally... you!" She pointed towards a Dracomon that just kind of walked up and was standing beside Bedi-hakase. "Make sure to introduce yourself before you walk up to a group like you belong!"
"I'm Gwayne," He replied, surprisingly calm. "Friend of Art's."
"I'm Sakura! It's very nice to meet you!" Despite her words, she still had an aggressive, lecturing tone to it.
And with that... the rowdy group of dragon and dragon-posers seemed to be quelled. Trist and Pelli were grumbling every now and then as they got their capes untangled, but they were calm by the time they accomplished their group task.
And Sakura let out a long sigh of relief as she finally turned to Tsugu and his little group of scrap. Despite Artie's nickname, Sakura wasn't exactly a mentoring type, and lecturing others was exhausting. Hopefully she wouldn't have to do that on a constant basis from here on out! "Hope that makes things easier..." She looked over towards Java, Shuriko, Gaby, and Bishop. "Anyways is there anything we can do to help you in any way? It's a bit of a confusing time for everyone around..."
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