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Afterschool "Meeting" (w/ Kaya)
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Post by Kaya Matsui and Hawkeye on Aug 1, 2022 4:22:21 GMT
Kaya's jaw dropped when Ollie showed off what one had to do just to get past the lock screen of his phone, all while doing those things ridiculously fast with one hand... as well as not even looking at the screen. "Okay, point taken," Kaya said, feeling a bit disturbed by just how much Ollie was able to remember at a moment's notice. "It's no wonder that you're at the top of the class in school. You even beat my friend Luneth in terms of ranking when he still went to the school."
When Procopius spoke about Ollie not having to worry about bullies for much longer, Kaya was relieved to hear this while Hawkeye was more concerned. He knew little about this Digimon, and just from the vibes that the Hawkmon got from him, Procopius could be planning on pushing them off the school roof for all he knew. "You don't intend to seriously harm them, do you?" Hawkeye asked. "Fighting Digimon at full strength is one thing, but I'm not all too keen on harming humans... even the ones that more than likely deserve it."
Well, it would seem that Ollie wasn't able to properly decide which Trailmon he wanted to go on. He said something about "going with the flow" before spinning around and stopping at one certain Trailmon. The one he had stopped at was the Trailmon for the Eastern Timberlands. "Eastern Timberlands... a decent choice," Hawkeye said with a smile as he and Kaya followed Ollie to the Trailmon.
It was just now occurring to Kaya how MASSIVE Ollie's backpack truly was. It was starting to become a problem when they were trying to find an open seat on the Trailmon, as he more than likely had to take up at least half a seat for his bag alone. Kaya and Hawkeye would plop down in the seats facing the ones Ollie and Procopius sat in, so they could still have a conversation with them as they headed for the Digital World.
"So Ollie, tell me... have you noticed any particular quirks about Procopius here yet?" Kaya asked as she rested her arms on her legs. "One thing I've noticed about most Digimon is that they've got a little something to make them unique in their own way. Hawkeye here is addicted to sweets and strawberries, for example."
"I am not 'addicted' to them," Hawkeye said, trying to defend himself. "They just happen to be foodstuffs that I find to taste the best."
"Oh yeah, and most Digimon got a big appetite, too... how long have you and Procopius known each other? Has it been hard for you to care of him... or vice versa?"
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Post by ollieandprocopius on Aug 1, 2022 12:49:15 GMT
"Well, when one is already punished for being a nerdy egghead, there's not really much point in NOT actually being the intellectual you're being punished for." Ollie said as he clicked his phone off again. he'd gotten enough of a "vibe" from his pictures of the station to be able to describe it well enough for his purposes so there was no real reason to continue invading people's privacy up close. He didn't know how identifiable Digimon were by their faces and the last thing the put upon little nerd wanted was to accidentally dox somebody.
"...if you do something like that correctly, you never have to lay a finger on them." Procopius said in response to Hawkeye's worry. The former gangster really did sound like it, the way that he considered the plan of attack for intimidation of Ollie's enemies so diligently. "Smash up some of their stuff, whisper something ice cold in their ear and punks like that tend to fold like a cheap suit." He said in a tone like he wasn't saying anything profound or even like he was trying to make himself look cool, more like he was pointing out something obvious to Hawkeye. A life on the street had not been kind and Procopius had needed to find ways to keep him and his above water.
Ollie slung the backpack down like it was the most natural thing in the world, stowing it halfway under his seat. It was sticking out far enough that he could prop his feet up on it but at the very least it kept it out of the way of other people just trying to sit down. He scribbled his notes by hand now, he was in far too close of quarters to keep taking pictures between security concerns and his own shy nature not even wanting to broadly risk a confrontation with someone on the train.
"Oh I've been trying to take in every detail about Procopius in the couple of days that he's been with me. For instance, I'm unsure that he actually has a throat. Case in point." Ollie gestured to Procopius, pulling out a granola bar from his bag and flicking on the flashlight from his phone. He tossed Procopius the chocolate speckled treat and Procopius chomped it down in one bite, crushing it between the plastic block jaws of his body.
Ollie then held up the flashlight so that it shone through the black plastic and revealed the murky shape of the mashed granola bar as it lingered there in Procopius' mouth for a moment before simply dissolving away.
"He's made out of totally solid blocks, you see. There's no openings or gaps between any of it so his body simply absorbs energy from his food directly." Ollie said, describing it like he was writing a wikipedia article on a well known animal phenomenon and not...whatever the hell that was.
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Post by Kaya Matsui and Hawkeye on Aug 12, 2022 2:39:10 GMT
"It kinda sucks just instantly being labeled as things, doesn't it?" Kaya asked Ollie. "For a while, I wanted to be brave and strong like my family friend Adrian. But being a blonde little girl kind of didn't help things on the matter. If I never met Hawkeye, then I probably wouldn't have been brave enough to stand up for you, Ollie."
Meanwhile, Hawkeye could feel his face turn more and more blue as Procopius listed off all the ways that he could get Ollie's bullies to repent without laying a finger on them. Just what the hell happened to this Digimon before he had met Ollie? Sure, Hawkeye was more or less something like Procopius before he met Kaya, but now... the Hawkmon just couldn't get behind it. "It appears that we have different methods for dealing with threats to our partners," Hawkeye said before he just decided to stop talking to Procopius, as it was making the bird feel quite uncomfortable. While the two duos were sitting on the Trailmon, Ollie explained that he had been trying to take in every detail about Procopius that he could, stating that he was unsure if Procopius had a throat. To demonstrate this, he gave the black ToyAgumon a granola bar to eat, all while pointing a camera flashlight at his mouth as the brick dinosaur ate. Kaya and Hawkeye watched closely, and as it turns out... he was right. The mashed up granola just vanished inside Procopius's mouth, and neither one could tell if he even swallowed or not. "Whoa, you're right..." Kaya said, astonished. "He really doesn't have a throat!"
"Throat or no throat, the food will most likely still be going to the same place in the end," Hawkeye said. "I don't claim myself to be an expert on most Digimon, but it does not appear to be THAT much out-of-place from how most other Digimon eat their food." "If he doesn't have a throat, does that mean he doesn't have a stomach?" Kaya asked, looking at Procopius's middle. "I guess one wouldn't really be needed if he absorbs the food directly... Digimon still find ways to confuse me from time to time!" Kaya said with a laugh, clearly amused by this situation.
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Post by ollieandprocopius on Aug 12, 2022 12:44:12 GMT
"Labels are given by those who choose not to understand, I truly pity people who look at any part of our world, from people to concepts to history, and simply slap a label on the front to be done with it." Ollie said, shaking his head. he truly did pity people who just tossed knowledge over their shoulders with no consideration at all. The world was such a fascinating place, he was so drawn to getting stuck in the details and expanding upon the little things that the idea of assuming that you had anything figured out to him was like throwing away the most perfectly made ice cream sundae because you were "bored of ice cream"
Procopius grinned a little at the way Hawkeye so fitfully disengaged from him. The little bird was fun to play with from the plastic dinosaur's point of view, wrapped up just tight enough that it was entertaining to prod his limits just to see what would happen. Procopius decided not to push it for the moment, Ollie didn't like it when his partner was being directly confrontational. He did make a mental note to keep rustling the Hawkmon's feathers at a later date though.
"Some days I'd worry about getting dissected if I didn't already know Ollie doesn't have the stomach for it." Procopius said as Ollie observed him so closely, shooting that beam of light through his snout and showing the details of how he ate. Ollie's phone light rolled down the torso of Procopius' body to show that, as far as could be seen, there were no gaps, pockets or other such spots anywhere within Procopius' core.
"You can of course take a look for yourselves but I've been unable to find anything that I can label as a stomach, or any other internal system for that matter. The food simply vanishes and I assume is carried through the body as energy." Ollie said, though of course the individual particles of energy the food was made into were far too small and immaterial for him to actually track their movement he was at least making ideas to see if he could somehow map or at the very least explain how Procopius transported the chemical energy through his own body.
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