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Post by ollieandprocopius on Mar 27, 2023 13:28:54 GMT
"Oh no." Procopius said to himself as they stepped off the Ferry into the welcoming tourist docks of Sakura Vale. It wasn't that he saw something dangerous, nothing obviously so at least, in the dancing troupes walking along the docks and busking for bits as they put on shows that would shock the designers of the world's most expensive theme parks. No, everything from the casinos to the restaurants to the boardwalks seemed safe, and inviting and colorful to the naked eye. In fact it looked like the most fun, inviting and culturally rich place that he had ever seen.
"GASP" He heard Ollie sucking in air like he was trying not to faint. No, the thing that worried Procopius was the very fact that this place looked unique and colorful and vibrant because that was every invitation for his partner to want to uncover every cultural detail and kick over every stone looking for stories of every size. If he wasn't carrying a backpack almost as large as him, one that slumped over his head to cover part of his brown hair and make it so that his cute, bespectacled face was easily lost, in sense turning him into a waddling backpack on two legs, Procopius would have been worried about him just shooting off into the crowd looking for people to bug.
"Exhale, Ollie, Exhale." Procopius grumbled, whacking his partner on the back and shaking Ollie out of his sparkle eyed stupor if only for a moment as he did actually remember to breathe.
"I had no idea. I mean, I suspected. When the Digital World is so infinitely huge it's only logical that diversity follows that size and the march of time but this is...NOTHING like Terminal and Rosewood. Everything here seems to built on totally different cultural ground." Ollie said, the human half mumbling to himself as they walked past shop windows and street shows, his trusty yellow pencil scratching and sketching against the page of the open almanac that he had been writing for months. There was not a single lacy detail etched into the corners of a restaurant's front window that wasn't meticulously repeated in his pencil marks, leaving him whipping his hand out to one side to try and ward off the cramping that came from holding his utensil so tightly and working so feverishly.
"At the very least not a lot of this has been recorded. Not by human hands at least. Most tamers are content to cause their trouble in Terminus and Rosewood so they don't often make it out this far. Let alone anyone as particularly scholarly like you." Procopius looked up at Ollie, half burying his face in the cresting fold of the book he was filling like an oncoming flood overloading a dyke. "Then again I don't think I've met anybody who's particularly like you." Procopius giggled, glad at least that his tamer was having fun even as he had to yank him out of the way of oncoming foot traffic.
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Post by Maia on Mar 27, 2023 23:11:48 GMT
It seemed that there was more than one tamer that had decided to take their journeys outside of Terminus and Rosewood for the day. "You're not allowed to jump on this one, understand?" Maia uttered to her partner, while passing bits over to a shopkeeper, and then reaching to put a small windchime into her infini-store.
"If not for sitting, why seat-shaped?" the Kudamon puffed, before darting over to the inside of a window display. From there, he began fidgeting with whatever trinkets he could get his paws on in reasonable speed.
"It's not seat-"
"-Child!" Kuu interrupted what would have become a lecture with a screech, spotting a very large backpack through the window. Backpacks were clearly kids now, after all. It was a new rule, effective immediately. Mostly because the chances of someone being not-a-child at the stranger's height was impossible! And, it looked like human legs were attached to the backpack. So, Kuu figured he was either going to meet a kid or some digital abomination, and he was all for both options! "I'm-gonna-go-meet-'em!" the pipefox blurted, scrambling his paws across the entirety of the display he'd been dismantling, in an attempt to gain speed.
Meanwhile, the blonde took a deep breath, reached into her pocket, and slowly slid a handful of bits across the counter to the poor clerk that was going to have to deal with the mess left behind.
Maybe the real reason for the low tamer-count in Sakura Vale was actually because they were obnoxious to deal with and not viewed very highly.
This also gave Kuu a large head-start toward the supposed child, and apparently their partner that Kuu had, so far, completely ignored the presence of! "Hello! Small human!" Maybe that would be considered rude, if it wasn't coming from a white and purple ferret bouncing across the ground. In fact, maybe it was considered rude either way. Most people didn't enjoy being called small. "And," the Kudamon gave the slightest of hesitations when glancing at Procopius for the first time, "not-a-human!" Someone had been practicing their detailed greetings! Unfortunately for everyone involved, Kuu wasn't that 'someone.' "Do you wanna be friends?"
Ah, yes. Kuu's flawless technique. Scream at people and expect to gain friendship out of it. Nothing could go wrong with that, right?
Luckily, Maia wasn't too far behind, in case someone needed to play damage control if the other tamer was not so appreciative of the fox's questionable friendliness!
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Post by ollieandprocopius on Mar 28, 2023 11:59:50 GMT
Even from Maia's position a short distance away she could see that the only thing keeping Ollie from leaping off the ground in sheer cartoon surprise was the fact that his backpack seemed to weigh more than he did. He did do a shocked little hop off the floor and almost lose his delicate balance as Kuu rushed up to him like a missile and then shouted just close enough that Ollie felt like it was right in his ear but hidden in the massive blind spot the pack created so Ollie couldn't actually pin down where the enthusiastic sound was coming from.
"Woah! Stay up kid I got money on ya." Procopius said, reaching out a hand to balance his partner before he toppled into a heap on the street, the plastic dinosaur looking down at the little weasel with a small amount of warning in his glare. He was never quite sure if anything approaching his beloved partner was a threat or not, at least not at the first moment. "Is this yours?" Procopius said, seeing Maia stepping out of the bustling crowd trying to catch up to Kuu. Humans aren't hard to pick out of the crowd especially when they had that chasing Tamer look in their eyes.
"Procopius don't be rude." Ollie turned around and let Kuu and Maia see that there was in fact a human being underneath the king sized backpack, with soft brown hair and massive, expressive eyes that made him look even younger than he probably was. His right hand folded, clapping the massive almanac book closed and tucking his pencil into an actual, for real pocket protector on the front of his shirt. He shrugged out of the backpack, taking a moment to set it down so it wouldn't be in anyone's way. He was slightly taller without the weight baring down on him but not by much. He rolled his neck back and forth, then his shoulders in wide circles, rubbing where the straps of the bag had been resting. "It's nice to meet you, I'm Ollie and this is my partner Procopius." He gestured to his plastic partner who gave a soft wave and a grunt in response. "And yes, I suppose I do." Ollie said in response to the Kudamon's actual question at last.
"Even in broad daylight I can't keep your from attracting trouble, kid." Procopius said, always smelling something fishy about two or more tamers ending up in the same place.
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Post by Maia on Mar 29, 2023 19:48:30 GMT
One would think that Kuu would understand the ToyAgumon's uncertainty, considering he also had to protect a squishy human from random daily threats. But, the fox was absolutely clueless to why Procopius gave him that look, or why he wasn't thrilled to be making new friends! It was fine, though. The Kudamon was sure that friendship was inevitable!
Luckily, Maia caught up rather quickly, despite not actually moving at a particularly concerned pace. Maybe, if someone bonked Kuu for once, he would finally learn a lesson. But, that didn't happen. Almost a shame, really! "Unfortunately," the tamer confirmed to Procopius, while reaching down to clamp a hand around the Digimon's collar, and lift him.
"Gack!" the rookie 'gagged,' beginning to flail as if he were being choked from being held only by the piece around his throat. In reality, the rookie was just extremely dramatic. Especially considering Kudamons could float, if he was truly choking, he was honestly only bringing it upon himself. Leave it to Mai to get partnered with possibly the only Kudamon in existence that actually tried to adhere to gravity laws.
Allowing the live noodle to squirm in her grip for a bit, Mai nodded to Ollie's greeting. "Nice to meet you both. I'm Mai. This is Kuu."
Hearing his name, the pipefox suddenly ceased his struggle, and began rapidly waving both paws at the duo. "Hi! I'm Kuu!" Yep. He was entirely fine. And, now that he'd finished his drama, his tamer would release her hold on him. Again, gravity took hold, and he flopped to the ground. This time, his reaction was much less distressed, as he comically bounced when he hit the ground, and then used that momentum to bound closer to Ollie. "Great! I think we'll be besties for life!" That sounded like an awfully long time, when talking to a kid! "What's your favorite color? And your favorite food?"
Obviously, they couldn't hardly be besties if Kuu didn't even know his favorite things!
Hearing the bit about trouble, Mai turned her attention to the plastic dinosaur again. "Is this a common thing for you two?" Not that she should be surprised. A consistency among 'chosen ones' seemed to be that they almost all carried some sort of odd luck, so to say. She could only hope that this kid's flavor of luck wasn't literal trouble!
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Post by ollieandprocopius on Mar 30, 2023 11:45:04 GMT
"My friend Ollie here." Procopius said, turning to the bespectacled child "Say hello Ollie." Procopius said and Ollie managed a shy smile and a half wave. His intellectual curiosity seemed hampered somewhat now that he was talking to a pretty young lady. "Has the dream of writing down the entire digital world, almanac style. That means that despite his dorky exterior he has blundered into every bandit, bomb and booby trap in an attempt to get a good story out of it. Today's excursion was a compromise option, he wanted to start exploring the Dark Area today. I told him I would prefer LIVING through the next twenty four hours, so here we are." Procopius said, gesturing broadly at the area around him as if there was some point to be had just showing a comparison between where Ollie wanted to be and where they ended up
Ollie's focus had predictably wandered while the conversation was happening around him. In this moment it seemed like he had caught sight of an interesting looking sign hanging off one of the shops on the main boulevard and now he was sketching it down, his tongue pressed between his pursed lips out from one side of his mouth as he meticulously scanned every crease and detail.
"Brown...and Fried Rice." Ollie responded softly to Kuu's question. It wasn't the most popular answer to the first question at least but to Ollie it represented old leather bound books that smelled like ancient knowledge, the halls of wood varnished academia, in essence everything the young man hoped to accomplish in life. Ending up in some comfortably brown hall with a fountain pen in one hand and a question to answer in the other and all the time in the world to write some dry (to other people) paper all about it.
"Speaking of, before he inevitably wanders off down some cursed hole in the wall to solve the Mystery of Prince whoever the @#$%, would you two like to join us for lunch? Might be easier to make him eat when there's someone else present." Procopius said, smiling as he watched Ollie's eyes at work, darting back and forth along the skyline and taking in every minute cultural detail that anyone else would have missed. Procopius may be frustrated with his partner's oblivious thrust for knowledge but he would never be anything but amazed at the way Ollie effortlessly appreciated everything people did.
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Post by Maia on Apr 9, 2023 3:36:48 GMT
When Ollie gave his half wave, the blonde provided a polite smile and lifted her non-Kudamon-holding hand up as her own partial wave. "Sounds like quite the endeavor," she admitted. "I'd suggest visiting Deeplane City, for your next compromise. It's pretty safe." At least, as far as the Dark Area went! "A friend is one of the founders." Surely, she wasn't biased due to that!
"Or you could do what Mai and I did on our first trip to the Dark Area, and end up in a spooky lab and almost get murd- ahh!" Kuu began to blurt, before being rudely interrupted by Maia sliding her foot into his side, causing him to roll across the ground.
Noticing that one of the participants had selected to focus on something else, the noodle continued to roll until he was just following Ollie around to anything he was sketching. Kuu had no issues with being some level of distraction to the boy on a mission! Even though his attempt at distraction wasn't a very effective one, it seemed. "I've never heard someone's favorite color being brown. That's super fancy! It makes you seem all wise and unique and stuff." It seems that Ollie's mental relation to the color was a hit! Scholarly and wise were pretty close, weren't they? "My favorite color's purple. Or rainbow. I can't decide!"
For Kuu, there was little rhyme or reason for a favorite color. Really, he only picked purple because he was also partially purple, and frequently saw the color in the mirror thanks to that. If only he could have nearly as deep of logic as the boy, when it came to just about anything!
The tamer was no stranger to needing to find excuses to get their partner settled down in order to do a basic necessity. While food was never an issue for Kuu, just about everything else was, so the offer made plenty of sense to her. "We haven't eaten yet, so, sure."
"I had a paw-ful of coins for breakfast," Kuu corrected, while not even looking at Procopius or Mai.
To this, the blonde squinted in a pained look. "Of course you did," she uttered, quietly. Taking a deep breath, she returned to the conversation with the ToyAgumon, "were there any places you were thinking of? We haven't really looked into any of the food options here." Little did she know, the other duo hadn't really been here very long, either! But, surely it wouldn't be too hard to find someplace to get something nice to eat!
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Post by ollieandprocopius on Apr 10, 2023 17:51:50 GMT
"We're fresh off the boat ourselves, literally moments ago you caught us walking down the street bouncing along off the docks. Might just have to walk down the main road to see what jumps out and bites us, or at least, what we want to jump out and bite considering the circumstances." He said, turning his stiff neck to look over his shoulder, humming as her idly scanned the world behind him as Ollie was drawn in bu the tube creatures explanation of having eaten a...bunch of coins.
"Does your species of Digimon eat money or is coins referring to something else?" Ollie said, hoping strongly that the likely third option was not the one that was meant, that the long, thin, almost ferret like Digimon had just shoved a handful of shiny objects into his gob. Ollie knew how fragile the digestive tracks of weasels on his own world were like and he'd hate Kuu ending up REALLY regretting his choice in breakfast.
"From looking at him we should just feel lucky that he swallows the things instead of shoving them up his nose or in his ears, at least anything he eats will come out eventually." Procopius watched as the little tube creatures rolled around in a wide circle, his paintbrush tail turning up into the air with every rotation. The creature didn't seem to be affected at all by the constant spinning and Procopius idly decided to swallow the comment he wanted to make about it possibly being due to the creature's lack of a brain.
"Digital World food is always interesting. Unless it's those seemingly ubiquitous meat apples that are always popping up. Those things force a man to ask a lot of uncomfortable question about how a tree can produce something with muscle fibers and then you start to look at all the branches like they come from Little Shop of Horrors." Ollie said, looking sideways at a mid sized sidewalk tree sitting in the concrete to his right like he was waiting for it to try and lash out to eat him.
"Leave it to a man of logic to start getting wigged out by a world that intends to make as little sense as possible on a matter of principle." Procopius said. He'd often waited as Ollie considered something insane about the Digital World waiting for the boy to either figure out a worthwhile explanation, pass out from exhaustion or to start steaming out of the ears. Some questions Procopius had to steer him away from to avoid losing the young man for hours on end.
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Post by Maia on Apr 20, 2023 4:46:58 GMT
With neither group knowing much of the area, Mai gave a nod while looking around. There would be plenty of food options. Would it be best to find someplace with fried rice, she wondered? Granted, that wasn't very adventurous, but apparently the kid liked it. "Sounds like a good enough plan to me." But, would they be able to keep Ollie's focus on finding a restaurant and not a creepy alley, or something?
Kuu wasn't too worried about alleys or food! He stopped his rolling to stare at the boy that had asked a great question. Or, it would be great. If Kuu didn't take the third option. "Nope! I just like to eat the pocket change from Maia's dresser. Might've had a little lint, too," he admitted, with a nose scrunch. "I don't like lint. It gets stuck to the roof of my mouth." To this, the Kudamon loudly smacked his tongue to the roof of his mouth. "I don't know what Kudamons in the wild eat, but I bet coins are hard to find!" It was definitely time for Ollie to fear for Kuu's digestion. Surely, something as small as the pipefox couldn't take that long for things to come to a point of stomach aches and more!
"Don't give him ideas," Mai quickly whispered to Procopius. It was only a matter of time before she'd need tweezers to yank things out of the tiny digimon's face holes. Nobody had time for the kind of mess that Kuu could cause!
The weasel would then look to the tree that was causing Ollie such concern, tilting his head. "What's a Little Shop of Horrors? Is it fun? Scary? Can I eat it?" Maybe they didn't have to worry about the trees so much as they had to worry about the rookie. "What if meat trees are just like fruit trees? The branches of a fruit tree isn't a fruit, so the branches of a meat tree isn't a meat, you know?" While that probably wasn't anyone's point, Kuu could only hope it was making some sort of sense! Considering his lack of brain, however, it probably wasn't.
"It may be best to steer him toward a restaurant before he burns out from thinking about how foods are made here," the blonde stated, quietly. Mai made it a personal policy to avoid thinking of how consumables were created, all things considered. She wasn't too certain Ollie could be turned off from food, but thinking too hard on meat trees seemed like a good way to kill an appetite!
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Post by ollieandprocopius on Apr 20, 2023 13:22:56 GMT
"From what you've been telling me I don't think anything I say have anything to do with his bad ideas one way or the other." Procopius said to Mai, though even he was slightly caught off guard by the little weasel's seemingly unknowing admission that he had eaten actual human money. Procopius had to give a little pause there in order to not pop a blood vessel, which is an impressive worry for a creature with no veins and no blood. "Alright, lets go find something cheap, touristy and pan fried, why don't we?" Procopius said, noticing his partner very deeply concerned, looking down at Kuu, his lips trembling trying to twist themselves into the right shape to express his thoughts to the little creature.
"I-" Ollie started to mumble out something in Kuu's direction, Procopius knew that that particular cul-de-sac would only lead to him being concerned as to how the Kudamon's digestion could possibly function. Not a question Procopius particularly wanted an answer to.
"Here, watch this it's like a magic trick." Procopius said, sharing a wry glance with Mai as he cleared his throat and spoke as if he was making side conversation to Mai, loud enough that Ollie overhearing was the ACTUAL point. "You know I think street food is one of the best ways to understand the local culture." He said and it was like he had opened the bag of treats in the presence of a starving cat. Ollie visibly straightened, his eyes popping wide behind his thick glasses, a winding sparkle rolling across them.
"I think you are absolutely right, Procopius!" Ollie spun on his heels, his hands grasping the straps of his bag. Every other concern forgotten in the pursuit of some new corner of knowledge to gnaw on, the rumbling in his stomach probably also made the "research" more enticing. "Something with a wok or a hibachi grill, I've always found such specific culinary arts to be fascinating." Ollie said, marching down the street like a man on a mission.
"See mine has a carrot you can dangle in front of his face, just gotta know how to make it a learning opportunity and he's always down. Yours well...I suppose you probably have ways to get yours moving. Currently the most important thing in my universe is that sizzling I'm hearing coming from somewhere." Procopius said, following his partner's wide eyes walkabouts through the crowd in order to come upon a red painted food cart with a large wok full of deliciously frying rice, Ollie wandering in that direction, almost floating on the delectable sensation entering his nose.
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Post by Maia on Apr 23, 2023 3:38:44 GMT
While it was true that Kuu would come up with his own bad ideas, it was equally possible that he could find inspiration from outside sources! Even if it wasn't an overly creative suggestion. Aside from being a little poorer from the occurrence, it didn't seem to overly concern his tamer. Of all the things the weasel had done to date, this apparently wasn't the worst!
It was almost a shame that Procopius could stop the rookie from having a fun conversation with Ollie about consumption of human currency. The expression the boy had was pretty entertaining to Kuu!
On the other side of the coin, Mai was more entertained by how easily it was to redirect the other tamer. "I'm jealous," the blonde admitted, quietly. The ways to wrangle Kuu varied daily, and the same trick wasn't guaranteed to work more than once!
Luckily, the fox had found his daily fixation, and it was a knowledge (and hunger)-driven boy! As soon as Ollie began moving, Kuu was quick on his heels. "Hey, Ollie!" Kuu chirped, trying to get his attention before they wandered too far down the street, "can I climb you?" At least Kuu remembered to ask consent! It was very important! Not that the weasel weighed anything, anyway. But it was polite!
If granted permission, he would seamlessly scramble to the boy's shoulder/bag strap, or any area nearby that was available for him to squeeze onto. Kuu really wasn't picky. If not, he'd just continue running alongside the other tamer's feet.
"The closest to a carrot I've found for him is toast, offered by my dad." For whatever reason, any other toast just wasn't good enough! "I'm sure you can see the problem with that." With the strong lack of visible father figure in the area, it meant Maia had minimal pull on her own partner. What a struggle!
Now that they were approaching the food cart, the tamer glanced over the options that seemed available. "Order whatever you want. I'll pay," Mai stated, loudly enough that Ollie could hopefully hear over his own thoughts. It was the least she could do, considering they were keeping Kuu relatively reeled-in for the time being!
"You hear that? Free food!" Kuu squealed, as if he had not eaten plenty of 'free food' from Maia's dresser earlier that day.
The tamer didn't bother to comment on her partner at all. She wasn't going to be the one to derail any food-related decisions here! Though, she would prove a slight distraction to the ToyAgumon, considering he was probably the only one in the group that could focus on two things at once. Or, even, focus on one thing at once. "Might be an insensitive question, but," she started, "when you eat, is the food visible?" Could anyone really blame her for the question? It was hard to tell how Digimon bodies worked, and she hadn't actually met a ToyAgumon until now! Even though she couldn't see any internal functions of the rookie, Digimon and their translucency could be a real mystery!
And no offense to Procopius, but Maia really needed an advance warning on something like that.
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Post by ollieandprocopius on Apr 26, 2023 12:13:38 GMT
"You should be, though I can see why it wouldn't exactly be effective on yours." Procopius said as he walked with Maia, discussing control strategies. "Ollie's not hyperactive he's just distractable and he has some amount of tunnel vision when he wants to understand something, which is always. Yours is...he seems like he's having a good time with life at the very least which is the best we can ask for, I suppose." Procopius said, shrugging softly. Even when he turned his head to be polite to Maia and look at her when he talked he never turned it all the way, always keeping on eye pointed in Ollie's general direction. The only thing the young man needed to be thrown off track again was for something else to snatch his curiosity in his peripheral vision which could mean literally anything at any time.
"You may, I can't imagine your weight could compare to the one on my back every day." Ollie said, looking down at Kuu as the weasel digimon scrambled along beside him. "Besides, considering the length of your feet and that you only have two it would probably be less exhausting." Ollie said, though he didn't admit that he was watching the Kudamon's motions closely to try to commit to memory how the creature moved, dragging its body behind it like a snake. There were no real organisms that pulled such long bodies along on two front legs and so, as with everything, Ollie's brain was busy trying to figure out how it worked.
"Yea I can see why that would be a...spotty method of direction at the best of times." Procopius said, giggling some at Maia's flailing indicating that her father was nowhere to be seen. "Still, could be worse. Ollie had one of those "went out for a jug of milk about 14 years ago" kind of dads. And moms come to think of it." Procopius said, his expression changed watching Ollie now. Something sad and concerned but with a fiercely protective sparkle behind the Digimon's eyes. "He's in the system right now and changing that fact is the most important thing in my world. Finding a way to get him out of an orphanage with no money and no working ID though is...it's something I'm working on." He said as they sat down at the conveniently placed food stall, the digimon behind the countertop having to shout in order to be heard over the loud pops and sizzles of his work station.
"I would ALSO like to know where my partner's food goes when he swallows it. But as for your question, no I've never been able to visibly locate it internally. In fact I'm unable to locate ANY internal functions with the naked eye." Ollie reached out, holding his hand behind Procopius' back. The image of his hand behind the plastic dinosaur was rippled and warped, but consistently so, one clean slate like trying to look at his hand through molded glass without any inconsistencies that might mark where other shapes existed within Procopius. As far as Maia could see the inside of the Digimon was just cleanly molded plastic.
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Post by Maia on May 9, 2023 1:10:10 GMT
Maia listened, and nodded along. Ollie definitely had a more manageable... personality. "Has he ever had coffee?" the blonde questioned, with a slight smile. It surely could only go so many ways. One possibly being the way of Kuu! Who was definitely having a good time! Oh, to be happy and dumb. It was almost enviable.
"Success!" The fox announced, before beginning his ascent to a perch on the other tamer. "Free rides are much less exhausting!" Still, he wasn't going to admit he could float. Most of his travel was by paw, anyway! Which seemed to alternate between dragging his bottom half across the ground, and an odd bounce motion that was propelled by his front paws. But, the latter just seemed like a recipe for an upset stomach if done for too long. All of his traveling being like this certainly gave the pipefox some strong legs, though!
Meanwhile, his tamer was learning that it may be best to avoid the topic of parents in earshot of Ollie. Granted, it didn't seem that Procopius was trying too hard to avoid the boy from hearing the conversation, so it was possible that it was fine. For a moment, the blonde pressed her lips tightly together, before quietly questioning, "does he need to go back to the human world?" It was absurd to ask such a thing for a barely-teen boy, wasn't it? He probably needed human interaction to properly grow, and didn't seem the type interesting in just ditching the human world as a whole. That probably wasn't very scholarly, after all. Nor was it very safe, considering being a homeless youth wasn't necessarily ideal.
Then, there was another statement that had finally clicked. "He's fourteen?" She knew better than to judge a book by its height, but the combination of unquenchable curiosity and a giant backpack must have skewed her judgement! At least the teen hadn't knowingly made any social mistakes based on his age so far. And, she wouldn't have to worry about making any future statements particularly child-friendly.
Now that they had ordered and sat down, Maia could be enlightened by information on the toy dinosaur and how him eating wasn't going to risk putting her off her own meal. Instead, she'd tilt her head while watching Ollie's hand through the Digimon. That was still a little weird, but at least it wasn't off-putting! "Interesting." To say the least! "Are you able to get stomach aches? Acid reflux?"
Hopefully, Mai wouldn't end up asking too many questions that Ollie had already quizzed the ToyAgumon on. Otherwise, they'd find out if Procopius could get a headache, too!
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Post by ollieandprocopius on May 9, 2023 13:52:04 GMT
"He doesn't like coffee, makes his hands jittery and he takes his calligraphy seriously especially when he's making marks in that tome of his. Trust me, he's got plenty of internal motivation to keep him up until ungodly hours of the morning he doesn't need the help." Procopius said. He'd seen Ollie drink coffee all of once in a particularly desperate bid to stay awake while finishing something and Ollie had not been happy with the results the next morning when he had to redo the page he had stayed up to finish anyway.
"I imagine they would be, yes. Human stamina is actually one of our great advantages, evolutionarily speaking. Compared to most Earth animals, when committed to a steady and sustainable walking pace, human beings almost don't get tired at all." Ollie said, sharing a fun fact as was often his want as they sat down. Human beings could lope along for hours at a walking or jogging pace. Much easier to hunt an ice age antelope when you could just walk along behind it until its heart exploded.
"The unfortunate answer is yes. Functionally if he went missing for any remarkable length of time they'd have his face up everywhere they could glue it. Missing kids and whatnot tend to become objects of attention for a long time and I don't think it'd be helpful to turn him into a fugitive and turn me into suspect number one for something non kosher going on. Plus he'd never give up on school, he needs his grades to get into the halls of academia someday and he'd give up that dream when I pried it out of his cold, dead hands." Procopius said, sitting down next to Maia, Ollie didn't often get to make new friend like this so Procopius didn't want to interrupt the bonding that was going on between them.
"Not as far as we can tell!" Ollie said, lights behind his eyes going off like fireworks when Maia began to ask questions. Cracking open that massive tome on the table in front of him he opened to a lovingly decorated and arranged page on Black Toyagumon with Procopius as the studied example, a central illustration wreathed with professionally inked paragraphs with every single fact one could want to know about any species of Digimon. "He's able to feel pain, that we've been able to discover through various fights, meaning he has some kind of analogous organ to the dermis of the human skin. Outside of that he seems unaffected by any internal maladies at all, at least any of the smaller ones that often plague human nervous systems. Headaches, stomach aches, cramps." Ollie said, looking over the list in his notes.
"He tested for cramps by having me sit on my knees for ten hours straight, THAT was a fun day, at least he stayed inside to watch TV with me." Procopius said, glad to be the test subject if it meant Ollie wasn't going around sticking his head in the proverbial lion's mouth.
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Post by Maia on May 29, 2023 21:59:09 GMT
"Lucky," the blonde chimed. In a way, it was almost a shame to be unable to see Ollie at full caffeination, but it was probably for the best. He might become too powerful if he learned how to harness such energy levels!
Kuu would nod along at the small human's fun fact. "And humans got such long legs!" Granted, Ollie was a bit of an exception to this. But from Kuu's perspective, it was pretty easy for most people to have longer legs than the fox! "What's the longest you've walked for, before?" Would the boy have an answer for that? A normal person likely wouldn't keep track of such a thing, but it was hard to tell with this one!
While the answer to her question was obvious, it was no less disappointing. "That's fair." A kid like Ollie couldn't be expected to just leave human schooling. "If you'd become a suspect, does that mean people are aware of you?" Most Digimon tried to keep a fairly low profile, but considering everything with the other duo's dynamic, she could see how it might be hard to keep Procopius concealed.
Now, full focus would be turned to the ToyAgumon. Especially with a whole page dedicated to him in Ollie's tome. The girl would look over the page some, glancing between the notes that she could read from her seat, and the rookie in question. "Even luckier," she mumbled. How did Procopius get away with luck on taming his tamer and stomach aches? It was hardly fair!
"Do you got any other Digimon in your book?" Kuu chirped, while perched on Ollie's shoulder for the best view.
"Hopefully, it was on a channel that you liked," Mai joked, thinking about how 'awful' it must be to be stuck indoors all day. Though, she definitely couldn't be stuck in one position for ten hours. But if it meant Kuu would act calm for once, she'd certainly consider it, so she could see why Procopius would agree to such a test!
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Post by ollieandprocopius on May 30, 2023 11:30:15 GMT
"Well let's check the map, shall we." Ollie said, closing up the tome for the moment and setting it to one side as Procopius ordered for them both, his rummaging around in his backpack soundtracked by the hissing of a wok at the back of the stall. Ollie pulled out a large single page, pulling it open so the page z-folded outward and revealed a lovingly rendered map of the Digital World, Terminal in the center and every other inch of paper was covered in some kind of detail. Everything the duo had seen, everything they'd learned, every person that they'd interviewed was cited on the map, linked to a page in the tome with a date and time. "Let's see here, our longest day was..."
"June 27th of last year, we went from 6 AM that day to 4 AM the next day sketching the outline of the Tyrant's Labyrinth because Ollie didn't like that it was just a sketchy blob on all the maps we could find, he had to know its dimensions for sure." Procopius said, a shiver running up his spine as he remembered the day in question. Ollie smiled proudly as he pointed to the Labyrinth on his map to show its deftly outlined and purposefully drawn borders. They hadn't even gone inside! Yet.
"He has a holosuit form, he just doesn't like to use it in the Digital World. He thinks people are less likely to mess with me when they know for a fact I have a digimon partner at hand compared to if it was just two humans walking around." Ollie said and Procopius nodded softly in response, Ollie's safety was always his number one priority and a large amount of assorted digital bandits and brigands thought twice when they knew they were dealing with an accompanied tamer.
"He's got just about every Digimon we've ever met in there, divided by species, sketched out to the smallest detail and filled in with every detail he can possibly devise to put on the paper. Best case scenario we're walking out of here with about 35 pictures of your partner from every possible angle." Procopius warned Maia as their food was served up, steaming hot and smelling with that rich, savory flavor of most of the best kinds of chinese food, Ollie not taking long to dig in.
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