[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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[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.