Entry tags:
choose your own adveture
Who: Rider (
kidemonas), Gabumon and anyone happening by.
What: Training nights. Choose your own adventure with sneaky sneak and the eager partner.
When: Nighttime.
Where: [1.] Roaming Park and [2.] Around the city
[1.]
[The night air was still, so the sounds of heavy panting echoed louder than they should have. This is bad, the thought bounced back and forth through his mind, as Rider most likely already found his location. She could find him even without sight, yet here he was unable to find her with that sense intact. She was waiting for him to slip.]
[Focus. Focus. The round ends when one of them lands an attack, and the score still read zero for him. This was the fourth try tonight, and though this is the longest he's lasted, his partner wasn't going to give him another shot.]
[Fixing his gaze north, Gabumon jumped out from cover and darted through the darkness.]
Petite- [He readied his attack the moment she came into view. That's it! This was the first attack he's been able to pull off. He was going to..get...her...] Fire!
[Gabumon closed his eyes the moment of release, the shot of blue flame soaring through the air. He did it...right?]
[When he opened his eyes, Rider was gone, the fire hitting the tree and nothing else.] Wai- [Rider was behind him, and before he could say or do anything else, the woman kicked the digimon onto the ground. It was over like that.]
That's enough. We're done for today. [With that, Rider was already prepared to leave with that. Gabumon, on the other hand-]
W-wait! We've barely started! I can do this!
[He couldn't see them, but Gabumon could feel her gaze fixed solely on him through that blindfold of hers. It was a cold feeling.] The objective was to land a single strike. You are exhausted. The longer we continue, the more exhausted you will become. That defeats the point of this training. Go home and rest. [And again, Rider had no intention of continuing. But Gabumon wasn't ready.]
But I almost had it that time! I just needed one hit, right? And I...almost... [He did almost have the point, Rider was allowing him to have it. But he closed his eyes. He couldn't watch the attack land. Not against her-]
You are worried about attacking me despite my instructions, thus you hesitate in the critical moment. [And she had already deduced that weakness of his. Each session was to improve his capabilities, stealth, tracking, ending a fight before it even begins. Yet he always slips on the last, and stomping her foot down on Gabumon's back, she was going to hammer that point home.] Do the same any place else, and you are begging to die. [Gabumon was eager to fight for Rider, and with her own powers stripped, she has no choice but to let him. With word of something wrong spreading throughout the city, it was evident Gabumon wasn't ready to do what may be necessary.] If you hold an advantage, use it. [Removing her foot, Rider turned from Gabumon again, hopefully for the last time.] I will not die that easily.
[2.]
[Another night, still dark because- well- that seems to be most of Rider's haunting hour. Her room at the apartment is only ever used for a few hours of sleep during the day. Human bodies were annoying hinderances, but Rider had observed their needs back in her time as a Servant. She wasn't entirely incapable of adapting.]
[Still didn't change how annoying it was.]
[Rider wasn't under any orders here. There were Masters, but neither commanded her. So what does she do with this freedom? She continues on, scouting, listening to information, and so on. If Sakura arrived, then Rider could better protect her Master. Yes, this was all she could do.]
[So for those who happen to pass by, you may feel the odd sensation of someone watching. Or-]
Master? [Find a lost Gabumon, looking for his partner.]
[[ooc: Go with whatever you want, just let me know which one in the heading.]]
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What: Training nights. Choose your own adventure with sneaky sneak and the eager partner.
When: Nighttime.
Where: [1.] Roaming Park and [2.] Around the city
[1.]
[The night air was still, so the sounds of heavy panting echoed louder than they should have. This is bad, the thought bounced back and forth through his mind, as Rider most likely already found his location. She could find him even without sight, yet here he was unable to find her with that sense intact. She was waiting for him to slip.]
[Focus. Focus. The round ends when one of them lands an attack, and the score still read zero for him. This was the fourth try tonight, and though this is the longest he's lasted, his partner wasn't going to give him another shot.]
[Fixing his gaze north, Gabumon jumped out from cover and darted through the darkness.]
Petite- [He readied his attack the moment she came into view. That's it! This was the first attack he's been able to pull off. He was going to..get...her...] Fire!
[Gabumon closed his eyes the moment of release, the shot of blue flame soaring through the air. He did it...right?]
[When he opened his eyes, Rider was gone, the fire hitting the tree and nothing else.] Wai- [Rider was behind him, and before he could say or do anything else, the woman kicked the digimon onto the ground. It was over like that.]
That's enough. We're done for today. [With that, Rider was already prepared to leave with that. Gabumon, on the other hand-]
W-wait! We've barely started! I can do this!
[He couldn't see them, but Gabumon could feel her gaze fixed solely on him through that blindfold of hers. It was a cold feeling.] The objective was to land a single strike. You are exhausted. The longer we continue, the more exhausted you will become. That defeats the point of this training. Go home and rest. [And again, Rider had no intention of continuing. But Gabumon wasn't ready.]
But I almost had it that time! I just needed one hit, right? And I...almost... [He did almost have the point, Rider was allowing him to have it. But he closed his eyes. He couldn't watch the attack land. Not against her-]
You are worried about attacking me despite my instructions, thus you hesitate in the critical moment. [And she had already deduced that weakness of his. Each session was to improve his capabilities, stealth, tracking, ending a fight before it even begins. Yet he always slips on the last, and stomping her foot down on Gabumon's back, she was going to hammer that point home.] Do the same any place else, and you are begging to die. [Gabumon was eager to fight for Rider, and with her own powers stripped, she has no choice but to let him. With word of something wrong spreading throughout the city, it was evident Gabumon wasn't ready to do what may be necessary.] If you hold an advantage, use it. [Removing her foot, Rider turned from Gabumon again, hopefully for the last time.] I will not die that easily.
[2.]
[Another night, still dark because- well- that seems to be most of Rider's haunting hour. Her room at the apartment is only ever used for a few hours of sleep during the day. Human bodies were annoying hinderances, but Rider had observed their needs back in her time as a Servant. She wasn't entirely incapable of adapting.]
[Still didn't change how annoying it was.]
[Rider wasn't under any orders here. There were Masters, but neither commanded her. So what does she do with this freedom? She continues on, scouting, listening to information, and so on. If Sakura arrived, then Rider could better protect her Master. Yes, this was all she could do.]
[So for those who happen to pass by, you may feel the odd sensation of someone watching. Or-]
Master? [Find a lost Gabumon, looking for his partner.]
[[ooc: Go with whatever you want, just let me know which one in the heading.]]
[2] The streets near Tokyo Tower
Another night back in the city and Jinx was still feeling off balance.
Despite walking out of "The Digital Dive Bar" Jinx wasn't drunk. No her sense of unease came from how everyone was acting lately. Worse yet none of them seemed to acknowledge they were behaving differently no matter how often everyone around them pointed it out.
"Am I any different?" She wondered out loud. A sleepy mumble from her shoulder bag was Noir's contribution to the conversation.
Of course she had just spent weeks hiking through the wilderness on her own with barely any food. That was enough to effect anyone. But she still felt like she was doing everything the way she should.
Feeling an aching need in her limbs she stretches her arms out and raced up a lamp post with skill and ease. Perching on the top she launched into space.
There was a moment of weightlessness. Her stomach flipping wildly as it tried to find purchase. When her shoes connected with the rooftop of a nearby building it settled and she felt her heart starting to pick up the pace. Fresh blood flowing in her veins began to wake up her senses.
A nice jog would help settle her troubled mind. And so she set off leaping from rooftop to rooftop with near silent landings each time. A pink haired ghost dancing among the stars.
Little did she know her performance was being observed.
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2; somewhere between the marketplace and the apartments idk
[Waver stopped at hearing the Digimon's voice, frowning as he took a few seconds to place it. That was the other Rider's partner, right? He knelt down closer to Gabumon's eye level and set aside the armful of books he'd been carrying.]
You're her partner, aren't you? Did you get separated or something?
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2; outside the apartments cause she's still too skiddish to go too far
Except the moment she's called Master, she turns her head in shock. ]
Lanc---er, you're not Lancer. [ Kind of looks like a wolf all the same. ] Sorry, I'm not used to Digimon calling other people Master.
aww poor rin
no don't feel sorry for her LMAO....