[closed] the phone is ringing...

[temsik]

Who: Yomiel, Hope, Campbell, and Sissel.
What: New guy comin' through!
When: June 13th, 2013, late morning.
Where: Yomiel meets Sissel while wandering around outside, and then later on he moves into F1 002 and discovers the other relatively new people.



[Yomiel makes for a strange sight against the already weird mish-mash of Terminal Tokyo. Wearing his trademark red suit, he carries a white puppy-like Digimon tucked in the crook of an elbow. His other hand clings tight to his red jacket, which just barely covers his head and partially shields Salamon from the rain. Really, he's soaked. His yellow hair is starting to lose altitude and come down around his ears.]

This is some nasty weather, [he grumbles as he darts across the open, trying to take shelter in the doorway of a small store.] I wonder if it's a coding error or if someone's doing it on purpose.

[ooc: here is the roommate thread! You are free to start your own offshoot or take turns, whichever you'd like.]

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[skycutter]

[Hope actually doesn't hear anything-- it's his Renamon who does. She's the one who nudges him and makes him look up from his dictionaries and papers and whatnot.

He honestly doesn't know what's going on, so obviously he has to investigate.

There's some guy with a Salamon in their room and... uh? He has his suspicions, because Iori is gone and this man is new, but...]

Uh... Can I help you?

[headup_stickontheice]

[You know how rain makes some people subdued? That's probably what anyone would assume is going on with Cam, if they didn't know him, because damn, he's pretty down. Someone he doesn't recognize is at the door, and Hope's answered it, but Cam still pokes his head out of his room.]

What is it...?

sorry about the delay, wasn't feeling great 8(

[temsik]

[Yomiel doesn't exactly have much in the way of personal belongings. Just some techy stuff shoved in his pocket to keep dry, and this funky dog thing latching onto his head.]

I'm Yomiel. I'm supposed to live here, apparently.

no worries, it's cool

[skycutter]

[Hope waves Cam in, if he wants to stare at the newbie too, but he's not in the mood to be some kind of host or whatever.]

... Oh.

[They haven't even gone too long since Iori's disappearance and how they've got a new guy coming in. Hope should feel a little glad that it's another guy so he wont have to worry about girly parts around the dorm, but...

Eh.]

The bathroom is over there if you want to dry off first. [Points.]

[headup_stickontheice]

[As he approaches hesitantly, Cam just says the first thing to come to mind.]

But... Iori just left.

[temsik]

Thanks, kid. [His hair is trying so hard, but it didn't get far and it didn't really matter. He looks like a washed up ex-convict, complete with an awkward and winning smile.

... Not too far from the truth.

He spots Cam as he makes his way toward the bathroom. He tries not to look too intimidating.]

Oh, uh, sorry about your friend who left.

[skycutter]

No, it's. Common around here. People come and go all the time.

Sorry, it's just that we've been living together for about two months now and we haven't had a change in roommates like the others.

[Elbows Cam, because TACT, good fal'Cies, have some tact.]

[headup_stickontheice]

[The elbow knocks some of that tact into him, or at least makes him realize he should handle this better, and he stammers something out, or tries to.]

Y-yeah, it's fine, sorry, uh. Sorry. [He should introduce himself but he's having a hard time not wanting the floor to open up and swallow him, honestly.]

[temsik]

[Man, rooming with teenagers. He's feeling like he traded one cat for two kids.]

It's fine.

[Salamon hops off to look around the bathroom as Yomiel towels his hair. The damage is done, though. He'll have to gel it back up later. For now, it's just kind of hanging limply around his face. He hangs up his jacket, but he's sort of stuck wearing his damp shirt and pants for now.]

So... you guys hungry? I can try to make something. I'm a little rusty, but I could probably come up with something edible.

[skycutter]

What, right now?

[Well this is turning into a strange introduction.] There's no kitchen here. Just a... microwave.

[Aka an Earth human thing he doesn't even want to bother with.]

[headup_stickontheice]

[Quite strange indeed. Cam glances at the microwave as Hope mentioned it; not like there's much to make anyway, mostly popcorn.] Yeah... You don't have to, there's nothing in the room to really...make. Or use.

[temsik]

[Yomiel shouldn't be surprised, considering it's an apartment full of teenagers. He still makes a face, however.]

Okay, new plan. What's the fastest place that delivers?

[skycutter]

[Okay, what. Why are Earth people so weird. Delivering food, really?]

... None.

You know, if you really want food, you can go downstairs to the actual kitchen, since the Damemon are the ones providing food for everyone. That's why there's no kitchen here.

[headup_stickontheice]

Y-yeah, that's...where we get all the food. I have breakfast down there every day. There's a big fridge.

[There's a rummaging from Cam's room and Lucette pokes her head out. A Lucemon poking around a door frame, what a sight.]

[temsik]

[Way to miss the memo, Yomiel. Honestly, between meeting up with his best friend again and getting soaked to the bone, he hasn't had much time to do anything but skim the reading material.]

You guys lack serious imagination. I'll have to check it out--

[He considers the worn-out expressions on their faces.]

-- sooner rather than later. [He's distracted by the flash of blonde hair, and he turns to glance at the Lucemon.]

Hey there.

[skycutter]

It's not about imagination, you know. It's just about not burning the whole place down just because someone wanted to cook.

Someone put this bowl of noodles in a microwave and it exploded. I'm not in a hurry for that to happen in here. [Adult Earth people are even weirder than the teenagers, it seems. Not to mention Hope isn't keen on eating processed food for a good long while. All the preservatives upset his stomach.

The Renamon in Hope's room decides to take a peek too, considering Lucette's decided to reveal herself. But Bravera is... well, more brave and steps out confidently, sizing Yomiel up and doing a mental threat assessment.]

[headup_stickontheice]

...Food's very easy to screw up. [Campbell "I-once-lit-an-uncooked-egg-on-fire" Saunders.

Meanwhile, Lucette emerges fully, blinking and then nodding. Her smile's shaky, but it's more stable than Cam's.] Hello. That was sure fast, my. You're the new roomie? I'm Lucette.

[...Did Cam ever introduce himself?] Uh, 'm Cam. [Oops.]

[temsik]

[Yomiel is being stared at. For his part, he seems friendly enough as he raises his hand in a wave to both Digimon. They deserved to be treated like they're there-- they are thinking, talking, breathing partners of his roommates, after all.]

Nice to meet you.

[He leans down and towels Salamon before he can do the puppy spray thing and get water all over everything.]

It's really not hard to use a microwave. [He sends Salamon off.] All I can say is, you can't expect a Damemon to cook for you when you move out in the real world. You either pick up bachelor skills or you starve until you find a roommate who can cook better than you.

[Salamon is smiling happily. He's not nervous like Yomiel is.]

I'm Salamon! It's nice to meet you.

[Yeah, Yomiel's not so good with naming. Speaking of which--]

So you're Cam, and this is... [He looks at Hope. He's tempted to label him as 'the smartass in the scarf'.]

[skycutter]

Hope. And Bravera. [That's all he's giving this guy, because wow, he sounds like a bit of a dick right now.]

I don't trust Earth technology-- even the cars are inefficient.

[Aka crap.]

Excuse me for preferring things that are more efficient than a box that can emit some form of energy.

[headup_stickontheice]

[Lucette floats up next to Cam, who's feeling rather less like arguing right now. He shrugs and opens his mouth to say something, but reconsiders and keeps it shut.]

Yomiel and Salamon. Well, it is still very nice to meet you both, mm, mm.

[temsik]

[Wow, this kid. Yomiel arches his eyebrows beneath his shades. He's indoors, but he's still not taking them off. Ha ha.] No offense, but you sound like a kid with a grudge. Did someone run you over or something?

[HE'S DOING REALLY GOOD AT THIS FIRST IMPRESSIONS THING. Salamon returns to Yomiel, pressing his paws on his leg until Yomiel gets the hint and boosts him up to his shoulder.]

Yeah, you too.