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LOST (in the Woods) [Yuuki - Goomba - Karin - Noxis]
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Post by Manami on Aug 22, 2014 7:38:08 GMT
Yuu and Kyo exited the train and were welcomed by a lush and rather humid forest. And while Kyo bid her farewell to the Trailmon with a "Goodbye Train-san!", Yuu jogged until he catched up with Duffer and Kotemon, typing as he did so. "So... I just want to confirm my suspicions, but this forest isn't anywhere nearby Terminus City, right? Have you ever been here before?" The place wasn't half bad, but being lost just worried him. It was safe to stay within it or it was better to just search for the most nearby exit? If they somehow went deeper into the forest this could turn for the worse, and he just didn't know if what he knew about forests applied to digital forests too. He felt kind of frustrated because he had no idea about this strange world, but then the realization hitted him... maybe Kyo knew anything?. At least it wouldn't hurt (too) much to try. "Kyo, do you know anything of this place?" he <asked>. She made her trademark not-really-thoughtful expression. "Well, there are lotsa trees!" She said, trying to sound smart "Aand, wait... I'm smelling something!" After a few sniffs Kyo continued "Smeeells like... water! So maybey we're nearby a clearaen... claerance... clioring..." "A... clearing?" "Yup, that! So if we go there, maybey we can make new friends! And maybey they'll help us find the city!" There were just too many maybes in those sentences, so Yuu decided that the best course of action was to wait until the group assembled, and then asked the question. "Kyo thinks that there's a clearing nearby. What do you think, guys? Maybe it's worth going there... or maybe any of you has a better idea. I'm all ears"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2014 4:15:41 GMT
...Forest, really not something he hoped. If this is a forest, high chance that there are a lot of ambush chances... Three in-training, one rookie... He just hoped that kind of scenario is unlikely. He watches as the one who talks with cellphone approached the foreigner boy to ask him something... he have no idea, it's in English. At time like this, how he laments his poor English skill.
"...So, Dorimon, this is the time to put that nose of yours to work."
The purple lesser Digimon sniffs around for some leads.
"...I have to agree with that Nyaromon, Yuuki. There's a clearing, but I'm not sure. Still, rather than waiting here, don't you think it's the best to go there? There's nothing we can do here either way."
"No, in clearing, we're too open to attacks. Here, we can both be ambushed and ambush the enemy. But in clearing... I'm just afraid what if a stronger Digimon appeared. That's my opinion."
"You really lack backbone!" the Dorimon huffed, clearly showing his disappointment. Yuuki grit his teeth in frustration. Why the heck must he get this troublesome Dorimon that is too eager for this kind of stuffs!? Seriously, they're as different as day and night!
Ugh, this little... I'm doing this for all of us!
"If you're that eager to go, why don't you ask the other?" Yuuki sarcastically replied.
"Ooh, good idea! Hey tall guy over there!" Dorimon tries to approach Yuu, but Yuuki quickly grabbed him.
"...Nevermind me and my big mouth."
Dorimon snickers at that.
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Post by Duffer & Kotemon on Aug 23, 2014 4:33:33 GMT
"OK... the forest. If that sign is anything to go by this is Server Woods." Kotemon pointed to a nearby train schedule... that was vandalized because the Trailmon had no schedule. The sign, in Digital World fashion, was written in English, Japanese, and Esperanto and was covered in graffiti from unimportant characters that will have no bearing on anything past this point.
Duffer stepped off the train, still holding his head. "Agh... it's like... it's almost like I was assaulted with a bat... do any of you guys have pain-killers?" Duffer asked his companions as Kotemon began looking over the area.
"Hm? What did she say?" Kotemon asked, snagging the English to Japanese book. "...Ah, a clearing. Normally, I would suggest against it... but you children need a tour of the digital world anyway, so you may as well be able to see our beautiful skies."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2014 4:49:17 GMT
"Mistress, the other are discussing the best possible action. As I'm unable to sense much, I cannot say my opinion and will leave it at Kyo and that Dorimon. But if both agreed there are a clearing, I think it must be true. What I suggest is to carefully inspect it before deciding to jump on it. Staying here won't do us good, but jumping just like that to the clearing would make us sitting duck."
"...Hmmm... this is hard."
From what she heard, Kotemon said he's against it, but they need firsthand experience. Kyo is on the eager side, and with typical childishness suggested they should go there. Meanwhile, Yuuki being Yuuki, is against it totally. He thinks this place is safer. Dorimon on the other hand is on Kyo's side... Puttimon taking neutral role, but suggests to move forward.
"...Alright... I think it's best if we moves, but I'm with my partner. Let's proceed carefully."
Poor Duffer seem hit his head pretty hard on something. Too bad, she have no aspirin.
"Sorry, I don't have any," Karin apologized.
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Post by Noxis on Aug 23, 2014 7:48:21 GMT
At last they’d come up from the damned South. It was so frickin’ humid down at the Southern Tropics, the duo just couldn’t take it anymore. Sure, visiting Whitewater and the amazing beaches down there was a great experience, but how long could a guy take that kind of weather? It was vacation material, but a longer stay required adaptation and stamina; something Everett didn’t have the patience for. Why bother when there’s a whole world to see, anyway?
The tamer and his partner had made their way back up to DigiWorld central, Terminus. Sure, they’d been wanted by the authorities there, but by now the heat died down. The guards didn’t even recognize them when they went in to steal another meal, so it wasn’t a problem! Of course, they needed to clear out before Meramon discovered that his restaurant had been robbed, so off they headed into the woods, away from accusations and clearing their image before it could even become folly.
A good day had gone by in the woods. Everett and Grae had spent the night in a pre-made shelter that they found along the way, but in the morning they erased all memory of it with half a bottle of whiskey. Good times let to misdirection, and eventually after walking in circles, the two of them plopped down by a tree root and just talked, had a good time. It seemed that they could always discuss new ideas, new concepts, even after all the time they’ve already spent together. After a good dinner of roots, berries, and edible plants, they decided to have a mid-day nap behind the tree.
Deep in his dreams, Everett felt a force taking him out from the fantasy world. Voices which he didn’t recognize rung in his ears, and soon his eyes shot open. A large silhouette stood directly in front of him, to his surprise it was Graedon standing guard, facing away from him. ”Get yer butt out of my face, pal.” spat the groggy man. ”Shh, humans. Listen.” Normally, the digimon would have shot back a snappy remark, but he was dead serious here. Could the on comers be dangerous?
Standing up, the tall lawyer stretched his body and proceeded to gather his belongings. ”Let’s go say hi.” he said in an arrogant tone. Pressing his chapped lips up to the bottle, Everett took a good swig of his precious whiskey, then offered some to Graedon. But, the Bearmon was serious and on guard, and refused the offer. Raising a brow, the man shrugged, drank a little more, and put away his liquor. They approached the source of the voices, and Everett heard a key word in their conversation. Pain-killers. Damn, those were nice! He didn’t have any of those, but he had a little of something else. Okay, a lot of something else.
His eyes shot at the group of tamers and in-trainings, and a smug grin rose onto his lips. ”Yo buddy! You said you want pain killers?” he shouted at them. ”I got somethin’ like that.” His expression, cocky as always, pasted itself onto his face as he pulled out a half-empty bottle of Jack Daniel’s whiskey. ”You want some?”
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Post by Manami on Aug 23, 2014 9:42:03 GMT
This was just going too slowly for Yuu's tastes. Karin's acquaintances (or friends, he really didn't knew) didn't seem to get along quite well, or at least that was the impression they were giving to him. Just great, now half of their group was composed of conflicting partners, as if Duffer's and Kotemon's antics weren't enough to give him splitting headaches. Karin seemed rather neutral to the whole ordeal, just telling Duffer that she had nothing to ease his pain and saying the if they moved, they'd have to be careful, so the decision of going or staying was mostly his, and if he really came to think about it, even though Duffer was the more experienced member of this ragtag group, he was (or at least seemed) to be the oldest one, so more or less these kids were his responsibility. As he was about to make his mind, Kyo seemed to be rather uneasy, and was doing a poor job at hiding it.
Now that he was a it, he thanked whatever was in charge of the digiworld that at least the text-to-speech feature of his cellphone still worked, otherwise he would be having a really bad time here.
"What's happening, Kyo?" the electronic voice asked, devoid of all the concern that he was actually feeling. "I'm smelling some..." she stopped mid sentence and practically embedded her face on the floor, only dislodging it after her face was completely covered by dirt.
"Something's smelling WAY too not funny, Yuu- ottousan" she managed to say, almost at the same time of this new stranger's appearance.
It seemed to be a foreign-looking young adult (and taller than any of them) accompanied by a humanoid bear that seemed to like his blue belts way too much. So they were other tamers out there, tamers who could even find where he was, even if that was some random forest without any visible city nearby.
He was somewhat concerned, their expressions seemed to be not as trustworthy as he would have liked. Hell, they didn't seem to be trustworthy at all.
He silently observed as this new person offered the contents of a bottle to Duffer. A swirly, yellowish liquid. It didn't have the appearance of any medicine he knew, and that made him wonder... At least until Kyo spoke up again. She seemed to be struggling with that thing close.
"It's his voice, Yuu-ottousan. And that glass-thingy! They just stink!" She articulated before sticking her face into the ground again.
Well, he didn't know what was in that bottle, but if his partner seemed to be so unsettled by it's smell, it just couldn't be any good. Before typing, he made sure to hide his cellphone in one of his coat pockets and typed as stealthily as possible. Although the robotic tone of the cellphone's voice and the choppy words of his translator couldn't be changed, it was better if this stranger had a hard time realizing on what exactly he depended to communicate.
"Hello, my name's Tsumura Yuu and my partner's Kyo. Who are you, and what are you doing here?" He silently hoped that if he kept things civil, maybe they could get out of this one without too much problems.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2014 10:08:53 GMT
"BLERGH..."
Not even a second after Kyo voiced her concern on a strange reek, Dorimon practically vomited what Yuuki has feed him this morning. The poor purple furred Digimon frantically dug the ground below him and settled himself down after he already plugged his nose with the soil.
"What the heck was that reek, Yuuki!? It's assaulting my nose from everywhere!"
"No idea, don't ask me..."
"Ergh..."
Yuu tried to diffuse the situation, but if his sense is telling the truth, then this guy is somehow having an alcohol bottle with him... wow. He don't know if he's drunk or what, but offering an alcohol to a minor, isn't that something illegal? That aside... Something about this man is rather untrustworthy, too...If only he can...he would reach his D-3 and scans at the Digimon beside that guy, but...
As I thought, it's NG. Dorimon cannot reach any form higher than now. If we have to battle with this stranger, this is not going to be a battle without causalities... Tsumura-san, I'm sorry, but I'll be counting on you.
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Post by Nova Ozuka on Aug 23, 2014 15:12:38 GMT
Nova left the Veedramon Village with Sparkmon just moments ago. Wait... what was that smell? "Hey Sparks, you smell that?" Nova asked quietly. "Now that you mention it, yeah," the dragon Digimon whispered back. It was faint, very faint in fact, but there was no mistaking it. I smell alcohol, Nova thought. It was a sent he despised. In fact the smell of second hand smoke was the only thing he hated more than that of alcohol. His heart skipped a beat and his scar ached as he remembered what he referred to as "The Accident," despite this, he kept a straight face. He followed the sent quietly with Sparks close behind.
The scent could mean either an adult or a high-school delinquent. Either way, danger could be inevitable. They arrived where the smell of alcohol was coming from.He and Sparks hid behind a tree. There was a group of teens with their Digimon and an adult holding the source of the smell with his Digimon. Quickly, he scanned each Digimon and frowned. The DIgimon in the kids' group were In-Training except Kotemon. The adult's was a Rookie and could most likely Digivolve. He would have to play all of his cards carefully.
He didn't where J.J. was, so any plan involving him was already out the window. He took note of the monotone voice that sounded when they arrived and the boy with the hand in his pocket. He probably was using something to communicate with most likely. Nova couldn't tell since he couldn't see the boy's face. He also made note of the Japanese to English Dictionary in Kotemon's grip. He had a way of communicating with them without the adult knowing what he was saying. "Sparks, remain hidden until I give the signal," Nova told his partner, who nodded in reply.
Nova slipped the Loader into his jacket pocket and concealed. Then he walked from behind his hiding place to in between the group and the adult all while maintaining the calm expression on his face. "They're not interested in alcohol," he said to the man. <"Don't worry, I'm not here to hurt you,"> he spoke to the kids in English. It's good to be born in America.
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Post by Duffer & Kotemon on Aug 23, 2014 16:55:40 GMT
Just as suddenly as they arrived so did another human. The sly looking man reminded Duffer of a film he saw once as a child, that his parents used to convince him to avoid unusual strangers. "Night of the Hunter" it was called. It was about a serial killer looking for stolen money. Supposedly, the father of two children robbed a bank and was hung for murdering two people in the process, and the money was never found. The villian did this by immediately seducing the wife, then abusing her into confessing she had no clue where he hid the money... which leads him to turn to the two children after killing her. In fact, Everette was everything the man was except he didn't have "LOVE" and "HATE" tattooed across his knuckles. If this man were to take out a switchblade he would not be surprised. Terrified, but not surprised.
"Erm... I... no thanks, I had some on the train..." He lied, knowing full well not to trust strangers in dark suits in the middle of the woods. Especially ones that smelt like burnt cigarettes and alcohol. "It's good to see someone else speaks English here, though m-mister...?"
Kotemon heard the fear in Duffer's voice, knowing his student was once again scared of something he assumed... perhaps he was assuming correctly though. Looking at this tall, creepy man who probably never did an honest day of work in his life, Kotemon approached. "Excuse me, sir... I am this tamer's teacher and he is my responsibility." Kotemon put the Training sword in front of Duffer to keep him from moving. "I am Kotemon, this is Duffer. He is a fool, but even then I think he knows not to take things from unusual strangers."
Duffer gulped, knowing not to get this man aggravated. "D-d-don't mind Kotemon... He... she... it... Kotemon is just a b-b-bit aggressive. Is it chilly out here?" He asked, trying to cover his shuddering and taking a deep breath. "I'm Duffer... this is Kotemon. Over there is Karin, Yuu, and their partners Puttimon and Kyo. There's someone else we've just met on the train too. Is there something you want, sir?" He asked, hoping that the man being outnumbered would dissuade him from trying anything.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2014 17:29:58 GMT
Here comes a troublesome individual...
Karin's paternal uncle is quite one drinker despite not the type that would get extremely wasted or wasting his money on drinks everyday... but she ever saw quite a lot of alcoholic beverage in his fridge. The smell of alcohol might be different, but the mention of 'painkiller', something that her uncle often uses as joke when he's home after a stressful weekdays...
No doubt about it, this guy is something to just like that offering an alcohol to minor. For one reason or another, she really felt like she's facing some serial killer here.
Kyupimon stood in front of her. Despite being in-training, she dutifully holds her post. Her eyes says 'do not move, no matter what, don't show how much you feared him.'
...Really, that's a hard thing to do. Even Duffer is shaking even harder than a willow tree... Asking her to not shake like a dying leaf in storm is way too much right? But even so, strangely she only felt tense... really tense. Yuuki beside her seem to cope the situation much better, but...
"..."
She's scared.
Another stranger appeared. She doesn't like this one bit despite him saying he won't harm them... This situation, 5 vs 1 might be nice, but... could 3 in-trainings and 1 rookie defeat him?
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Post by Noxis on Aug 24, 2014 8:10:52 GMT
How was it even possible that they could all smell his breath from such a god damned distance? Everett frowned at the dramatic displays around him, as if they were all method acting. Jesus, even a full weekend college partier didn’t smell that bad, and he had only had what, half a bottle in a full 24 hours? Sure, he had a swig recently, but the amount was negligible in comparison to these stupid antics that these teens were throwing. Digimon, yeah, a lot of them possessed some strong noses. But the humans? They were just being angst-filled brats, drama queens, peer pressured by their fuzz ball companions to pretend they smelled something “yucky”.
As the fellow declined Everett’s offer, the man shrugged. ”Fine. Don’t say I didn’t try to help, kid.” he said, a slight bit of irritation in his voice. No, he wasn’t exactly drunk, but he could tell right off the bat that these kids would annoy the crap out of him rather quickly. He noted a few questions from the group. Who was he, why was he here? Ha! The man started to cackle at the inquiries. "Bub, I've been around since before you ever dreamed of seeing a digivice. I could ask you the same, what the hell are you guys doing in a tough place like this? Seems a bit dangerous for kids like you".
With that, the lawyer shoved his bottle into his briefcase. But while he was putting his bottle away, Everett’s peripheral caught sight of some figure coming up quickly. This newcomer spoke defensively, as if he were some frickin’ saint, a vigilante, unannounced protector of these youths. Now Rett, as much as he was a corrupt lawyer in the real world, wasn’t really one to pick on kids. But this one person, with his heroic demeanor, like a spokesman as if these people couldn’t speak for themselves; he really pissed him off. Everything would have been damn fine, but at this point both Everett and Graedon were fed up with the ludicrous stardom and stiff performing that was going on.
A loud exasperated sigh escaped the tall man’s lips as he rolled his eyes, reaching into his blazer pocket and pulling out a Hawaiian Import cigar. He lit it, blowing the thick cloud towards the group of younger tamers, and leaned back on a nearby tree. ”What is with you twerps? You guys sound like effing robots. Grow a pair and act like human fricking beings, would ya?” The man shook his head, disappointed at how up-tight these kids were. ”No backbone in kids these days, eh? Wake up, we’re in the digital world here. Whatever rules you thought you knew are gone.”
At this point, Graedon the Bearmon was growing restless. For one, this bub that decided to play hero really tugged on his nerves. For two, the amount of fear that these kids were exhibiting was pathetic, and while Graedon loved an easy scoop, this was just plain sad. ”Get outta my face man!” shouted the thug digimon, trying to shove the heroic tamer aside. ”What kind of digimon are you all? Puking, wriggling your noses at a scent, acting like wimps! What a shame, you’re not digimon at all, you guys are pets!” Graedon let out a patronizing laugh, staring down the baby digimon. You there, what’s wrong with you?!” he pointed his claw at the digimon that didn’t get along with his tamer. ”Why are you hanging out with him if you don’t like him? You could do so much better than that shmuck anyway.”
Graedon looked at Everett, both of them rolling their eyes at this group of saps. Eugh, if the digital world was going to be populating with tamers like this, it wouldn’t be long until it became just as bad as the human world.
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Post by Manami on Aug 24, 2014 19:57:43 GMT
Yuu was actually surprised on how things just seemed to go wrong at an alarmingly fast rate. First, their fourth member's Dorimon just seemed to puke out when he smelled the strange liquid the foreigner had brought, and although he knew that digimon's senses were rather acute, he couldn't quite believe that that strange substance smelled so bad to make someone throw up, as he, being now the closest one to the suit-man, barely smelled anything. And now that he was at it, maybe this young man was upset because their reactions, but he too seemed to be quite arrogant to boot, even laughing at his questions and making somewhat bold statements that he thought were for... impress, maybe intimidate him? That wouldn't do. He knew more than anyone that words were just useless if you didn't have anything to back them up. So he just decided to not overestimate the newcomer and started typing. "For some of these people, it's actually their first time here" he <said> with a rather unamused expression, and even making his cellphone put a good deal of emphasis on the word "some". "I just guess that not everyone starts knowing-it-all and maybe you too were just a little confused the first time you traveled here? And regarding your question... It's rather impolite to be asking around people whose name you know without even giving out yours, don't you think?" He had dealt with a fair share of cocky attitudes during his life and understood that best the best way to handle them was juggling politeness and rudeness, and specially not giving them control of the conversation. And even then, before he could even hear an answer, even another stranger appeared. He seemed to stand taller than anyone on his group, but he was still not as tall as the prior suit-newcomer. Even though he seemed (at least for now) to be alone, Yuu was somewhat pissed by new this stranger's attitude. Who he thought he was to have the nerve to speak for them without knowing them and to even throw a lame patriotic line at them afterwards? Yuu didn't know if he was trustworthy or not, but at least now he had discovered that what the first stranger had was some kind of foreign alcoholic beverage, and that Kyo seemed to be interested in the new newcomer now that she had found the air breathable again. She bounced to him with a playful expression. "Hi, stranger-san! You too have a digimon, right?" she asked with interest "I smelly smelly someone nearby! Why doesn't he come out to play? It'll be fun!" Yuu let out a silent sigh at his partner's carefree attitude. Did she even realize that these two newcomers could be actually hostile? But at least he knew that there was a good chance that this new guy had a partner too.
The cloud of cigar smoke that suit-stranger blew at the group just made it. This guy seemed to be an unpleasant fellow and just didn't seem to care. And Yuu had had enough. "I you're just going to be behave like that, we're done here" the robotic voice of his cellphone said. He went back into the group just as the bear-like monster gave his taunting speech to the in-trainings and observed his partner's reaction. Kyo just shrugged at his words. "But that just smelled way worse than the socks that're under Yuu-ottousan's bed!" she complained "And whatsa wimp? They taste good?" she then heard the rest of the bear's words "Oh, I see, they're eaten with that pet-stuff! Sounds really good! Can I have some, Bear-san? Pretty please?" Yuu resisted his urge to just facepalm at his partner's words, and kept his composure while he typed.
"These people don't seem like they have an idea on how to get out of there, with one of them trying to speak for us without giving out his name first" Now the voice of the phone was in English. "It'll be better if we just figure the way out of this forest by ourselves". After saying that, he just scooped Kyo and after hearing her complaints about "not having tasted wimp yet" with deaf ears, he started walking in the direction she had said the clearing was.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2014 22:24:24 GMT
Oh boy, is this what they called 'playing hero'? For better or worse, this guy that was half sort of decent to them now turned into pissy mode thanks to that. Not to mention, his partner start mocking them. Dorimon took it the hardest apparently, growling angrily despite his level and small size.
"Dorimon, you're not helping. Cease that."
"But t-that mon called me a PET!"
"So far, it's true. You and I are new here, and there's no reason to hide it. If this guy and his is really that much of a veteran, that much is way too easy for him to deduct," Yuuki replied coldly. "Also, you understand what the mean of veteran, right...?"
Dorimon stopped growling, but now instead shaking in anger. Poor way-too-eager Digimon have to be shot multiple times by his partner's harsh word and no consolation whatsoever. However, deep inside, he knows it's true. Fighting a Rookie without the ability to go toe on toe is not suggested. If Yuuki said he's a veteran... then that Bearmon could be more than just simply a Rookie... A Champion...? No... higher?
Just as Yuuki think to calm down the situation or diffusing it, Yuu simply turned back while his Nyaromon interacts over-so-happily at the stranger. Oh boy, as if double facepalm isn't enough at this point. Dorimon looking at the Nyaromon with 'HUH!?' face.
"...Um, Yuuki?"
"Don't say another word. We're leaving as per the group leader's instruction."
If things get hard, perhaps it'll be much better to fight here than on that clearing. Yet Tsumura-san already starting to walk that direction. Is it wise? Ah, well, he's the leader so whatever? Still, why I can't shake off the feel that soon it'll be ugly really quick?
Yuuki followed Yuu from behind, but trying to keep his guard up, whispering to Dorimon 'keep your ears open. Anticipate sudden attack'
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Post by Nova Ozuka on Aug 25, 2014 2:29:19 GMT
Nova felt pretty annoyed when two of them acted like he wasn't even there. However he need to keep up his facade. He could see the fear in the girl's eyes. "He's right you know. The rules you thought you knew are gone. I learned that on day one," he told the group. He knew it sounded cold, but it was true. He quickly stepped back just when the Bearmon tried to shove him. "Well to be fair they are a bunch of In-Training Digimon Like you once were, and Kotemon is most likely just stuck with him like me and my Digimon," he pointed out. He resisted the urge to facepalm at the Black Nyaromon's words. "Was that Digimon born yesterday?" he asked.
When he noticed one of them starting to leave, he pulled a compass he had received earlier out of his pocket. "Head North of here. You should reach Spartan Training Grounds. You should do some training there before continuing on. After that, continue just a little North to the Village of Beginnings. That should be the safest place here in the Eastern Timberlands, plus there's a Trailmon Station there. If you want, you can take my extra map," he told the group in a tone of boredom, indicating which way was North by pointing. "Also if you start seeing snow, you've gone way too far."
He took moment to return the compass to its pocket. "Too be honest, I'd prefer it if you leave now in case things get ugly seeing as how I can't guarantee that any of you can keep up. That Bearmon of his most likely is more than capable of Digivolving past Rookie," he continued. He then returned his attention back to the drinker and his Digimon. "If you want to vent or see me in a better mood, I'd recommend a little friendly competition, but if you do decide to challenge me, I'll need to check with their Digimon so that I'll know if it's just me and my Digimon," he said, attempting to defuse the situation somewhat.
There was a hidden meaning in his words, one that the man would most likely pick up on and the Nayromon wouldn't. After all, she seemed even more naive than J.J. was/is. Sparkmon, meanwhile, was laying in wait, hoping Nova didn't come close to getting himself killed.
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Post by Duffer & Kotemon on Aug 25, 2014 3:03:28 GMT
Kotemon looked unhappy at the bearlike digimon. Its compassion for the two had reached an all time low the moment they began insulting its tamer. "My student isn't someone who hides behind a false mask of superiority, sir. It must be a wonderful feeling, picking on small children who can hardly defend themselves, doesn't it?" Kotemon turned the attention to Graedon, unfazed by the smoke that had been blown towards the group. "And YOU, I would say the same for you but it's clear neither of you would be fit for working with a Sukamon's waste. A tamer and his mon have to be in working order, but judging by that unflattering cap and stupid glasses, I'd say the both of you had just given up partway after meeting."
Kotemon noticed Yuu and company leaving, doing easily the wisest thing they could. He turned to the not-much-better boy who suddenly showed up. Thankfully, Kotemon had let him explain where to go before beginning his rant. "What is with everyone judging me and Duffer? Is it because you hate us? Is it because we don't match? Is it because I am a beauty and he a beast? I stay with him because he NEEDS me. He'll never admit it, but he DOES. He stayed up late and slept in, he rarely bathed and washed, never studied or exercised... but then I showed up. He's getting stronger, smarter, more hygienic. If I were not here Duffer would be shipped back to America the moment he stepped into that school. YOU need to shut the hell up and stop assuming." He turned back to the grown man and his bear. "And you need to learn to grow up. I'm less than a month old and I'm more mature than you two forest-dwellers combined."
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