CATS

[thescaronhisface]

Who: Kovu, Hollyleaf, and anyone else!
What: A couple of new arrivals to the city!
When: Midday-ish
Where: Just outside the main Terminal

[It takes Kovu a good few minutes to finally figure everything out with his new body - well enough, anyway. Now there's a different problem, in the shape of a really annoying animal trying to tell him what to do. He growls at it - or tries to at least - but doesn't get much of a reaction. Eventually he gives up, and takes the...digivice? Whatever the thing's supposed to be. There's also a...leaf he's supposed to pick up. The weird animal calls it a "letter."

He walks outside, only to get tackled immediately by another strange animal.]

You must be Kovu!

[The former lion is bowled over, since he can still barely walk without falling, and glares fiercely at the thing that pounced him before shoving it off.]

Who're you?

[The rabbit-like animal stands up, and brushes off his ears.]

I'm Lopmon, and I'm your Digimon partner!

...What?

Didn't you read the letter?

...Read?

[The Digimon hits his forehead with a paw.]

Hand it over, lunkhead.

[Kovu gives the animal a look, then kneels down to give him the letter. Lopmon takes a minute or two to read it to him, and to try to explain things as best he can to someone who never even had written language in his world, much less buildings or any sort of technology. Kovu does his best to understand, but not all of it's sinking in. There's just too much to get.]

Comments

[notmyprophecy]

[Hollyleaf starts and makes a noise that sounds, somewhat, like a hiss...but only somewhat, as she can't make that noise anymore like she used to, and spit flies from her mouth as she tries. The act merely depresses her more and she wobbles on her legs.

Veemon covers it.]

Yes, she is-- if you could help me convince her this is real, that'd be very helpful.

[thescaronhisface]

[Lopmon grins mischievously.]

Want me to tackle her?

...Don't.

[Kovu has no idea how he's going to handle his partner if the Digimon keeps acting like this.]

[notmyprophecy]

[Veemon appears cross.]

I don't think that would help at all.

Are you from StarClan?

[It's the first thing she's said to Kovu, and it's shaky and uncertain.]

[thescaronhisface]

Huh? What's StarClan?

[Geez, she looks really scared. What is he supposed to do?]

[notmyprophecy]

[Her face falls, and her hope with it.] Then...you're not. [She turns about, looking for...something.] Please, StarClan, if you're listening, tell me what to do? I'm...I'm sorry for what I did, I'm sorry for breaking the code, I- I'm sorry...!

[Veemon is beside herself on what to do. She looks at Kovu, helpless.]

[thescaronhisface]

[Kovu looks back at Veemon, almost guilty. When...when he got like this, Kiara was there to help him. What would she do now?

Gently, he sets a hand on her shoulder, ready to pull it off if she doesn't like the contact. He's nervous himself, but nothing compared to her. He can't make eye contact with her though, it's too off-putting.]

Wh...Whatever it is you did, I don't think that's why you're here.

[notmyprophecy]

[She stares at him, searching. His hair's like a mane, like she's been told lions have, and even though he's a Two-leg, he feels different. Her body shakes, but she doesn't pull away.]

This is more real than... any dream I've ever had. Th-that's StarClan...isn't it?

[And she doesn't sound sure anymore.]

[thescaronhisface]

[Kovu shakes his head.]

I don't know. I don't even know where we are.

I just told you!

[Lopmon cowers back at a fierce glare from Kovu, and a bit of a growl - though that noise sure sounds weird coming from this throat.]

[notmyprophecy]

Listen. [Veemon attempts to subdue them, speaking swift and slow.] Let's all four of us settle and talk. You come from different worlds, and all of them are starting to come together. This is the Digital World, where we Digimon live, combined with another world. You are the Chosen, here to save everything. We are your partners, here to assist you in any way possible.

You are here because you are destined for greatness.

[Hollyleaf stares at Veemon, the terror clear in her eyes.]

[thescaronhisface]

["Chosen." Just hearing the word makes him clench his fists and grit his teeth. He's already "destined for greatness." And he doesn't want any part of it.]

Kovu...?

[Lopmon hasn't been around Kovu for long, but they're partners. He can tell something's wrong, but he really doesn't know what.]

[notmyprophecy]

I-I can't do that.

Hollyleaf? What is it?

I'm not chosen for anything.

You are.

I'm not!

[thescaronhisface]

I never asked to be "Chosen" for anything.

But Kovu!

I don't want this!

[Lopmon takes a defensive step back from Kovu, definitely worried. Just a second ago, Kovu was trying to help the girl feel better, and now he's all upset? What happened?

The Digimon looks over at Veemon.]

Maybe we should try knocking some sense into them.

[notmyprophecy]

I'm not going to hurt my partner! That's not how they'll be comfortable!

[Hollyleaf's ears are back more now, from sadness.] Stop... please, I... [She shakes her head fiercely.] I'm not the one you should call for this.

[thescaronhisface]

You got any bright ideas?

[Kovu stays next to Hollyleaf, though his hand dropped from her shoulder a while ago.]

You don't want me, either.

[notmyprophecy]

There's talking to them again, or trying-- Please, I've been waiting for you, I know you're the one--

I'm not even good enough to help my Clan! How can I help an entire-- everything! Whatever you're saying!

[thescaronhisface]

I don't think talking's helping!

[Kovu doesn't say anything, but he's got that sort of far off look, and he certainly doesn't look happy.]

[notmyprophecy]

[Veemon begins to get frustrated.] Then, listen! You may not think you're right for the job but we have no way for you to go back to your worlds, so at the very least, you have to get used to this place!

[Hollyleaf hangs her head. It's not like she's welcome back there anyway. Besides Fallen Leaves...]

[thescaronhisface]

[Kovu almost growls and yells something back, but then he thinks about it for a second. If Kiara were here, she'd want him to make the most of this, wouldn't she?]

Fine. I'll help.

...Just...stop calling me "Chosen," okay?

[Lopmon can't help how confused he is, but his partner's refusing to tell him anything.]

Whatever, I won't call you that. But that's what you are, and everyone else is still gonna say it anyway.

[notmyprophecy]

Well, they shouldn't. [Her voice is soft.

Veemon reaches up with one paw to Hollyleaf's. Maybe she's just numb, but Hollyleaf doesn't pull away.]

Let's...start this again. Hollyleaf, I'm your partner. I'm here to help you, in whatever way you need. I'm Veemon.

[thescaronhisface]

[Kovu finally steps away from Hollyleaf, letting her and her partner have a bit of space. He looks down at Lopmon, who still looks a little grumpy.]

Quit looking at me like that.

What're you gonna do about it? You can barely even walk!

[notmyprophecy]

[Hollyleaf lets out a sigh and tries to adjust her shoulders; they feel weird, too high. At Lopmon's comment, she tries -- and fails -- to growl.]

Mocking your partner isn't helping either. They're adjusting.

[Hollyleaf glances at Kovu then, and...] ...You weren't a Two-leg either?

[thescaronhisface]

No way! I was a lion!

[Lopmon just grins.]

I don't see Kovu complaining about it like some baby!

[That gets Lopmon swatted at. Kovu doesn't do it hard, but he's just really tired of the lip.]

Hey!

Do you ever shut up?

[Lopmon just grumbles to himself. He doesn't want to get hit again.]

[notmyprophecy]

[Veemon follows by...smacking Lopmon too.

Hollyleaf, on the other hand, is finally showing some interest and life.] A-a lion?! You were a lion?!

[thescaronhisface]

Cut it out!

[He covers his head with both ears, trying to use them as a shield.

Kovu, though, is ignoring the Digimon now.]

Yeah. What's the big deal?

[notmyprophecy]

Then stop being confrontational!


[And Hollyleaf's equally lost in this.] You're a lion! When I was a kit, I heard legends of the Clans of old, the lions and tigers and leopards-- [She tries to take a step forward but stumbles and clings to the wall, suddenly embarrassed.]

Th- the great cats are held in...high regard. It's...an honor to meet a real...lion.