L-01 | Scrub-a-dub-dub! Mission

[acceptedburden]

Who: Kaldur'ahm, Jamie & Open to 8 others

What: The old Trailmon in the Trailmon Graveyard are in desperate need of a bath! Why not help them out and make an old mon happy?

When: May 20

Where: Trailmon Graveyard

Note: One of the missions from this month. Only Kaldur and Jamie were signed up so I assume it's free game to anyone else interested.




Kaldur had to admit the name "Trailmon Graveyard" had been very misleading. He had been rather apprehensive about the job at first. However, the promise of water and Gizamon's own insistence that the name wasn't what it implied at all had convinced him that it might be a good idea. Besides, Kaldur was not a stranger to community service and this was certainly something along those lines.

The Graveyard was, in fact, simply an old trainyard where several of the aforementioned Trailmon had gathered to rest and relax. They also grew quite excited when Kaldur and Gizamon appeared with buckets and sponges on hand. Kaldur set his bucket down and looked at Gizamon, "Should we wait for others or start on our own?"

Gizamon looked around at the Trailmon eagerly lining up. "Kal I think if we wait too long we'll have a train riot on our hands. Better to get started and then whoever else shows up can just jump in, right?"

Kaldur nodded, "Very well." He then called out to the various train digimon, "Who is first?"

Comments

[for_granite]

Nearby, Gotsumon finishes scrubbing down a Trailmon. He trips as he's going to another, creating another clang, but Terra pays him no mind. She smiles in return. "Sure. I've never really had a traveling partner before."

[acceptedburden]

Finishing his scrubbing, Kaldur steps back for Gizamon to spray the digimon down with water again. Gizamon tilts her head towards Gotsumon, "Will you quit that!"

Kaldur is happy to hear Terra agree. He's not sure when he'll get around to this traveling, but he knows that there are digimon out there that need help.

[for_granite]

Gotsumon whines. "I can't help it, I'm a rock, rocks aren't graceful!"

With a roll of her eyes, Terra gives his Trailmon another spray down. "Aw, don't worry about it, Gizamon. I'll teach him how to walk without tripping over his feet."

"Thanks, Terra!"

Yep.

[acceptedburden]

"And I'm an aquatic digimon out of water, you don't see me tripping over myself here," Gizamon retorts. To be fair, it wasn't like she was a fish out of water, but she didn't seem to care about the finer details of this. She glances at Terra, "Good luck with that."

[for_granite]

While Gotsumon grumbles childishly, Terra merely winks. "I've been known to do the impossible."

She stretches, the hose still in one hand, and examines the Trailmon she'd just finished spraying. "You good, big guy?" The Trailmon affirms and Terra laughs. "If this Chosen thing doesn't pan out, it's good to know we've got a nice career as Trailmon washers ahead of us."

[acceptedburden]

Kaldur smirks, watching as another Trailmon pulls away from the area they are working in. "Yes, I suppose we do." Although he wasn't sure that was what he wanted to be remembered by.

"Please. If that's all we were called to do then I quit right now," Gizamon scoffs.

[for_granite]

"It's just a back-up plan! Temporary career choice." She still tries not to laugh. "Sorry, Gizamon. Didn't mean to freak you."