thefolder | HOLIDAY ARRIVALS.

Characters: Everyone! (Only new arrivals are allowed in the Terminal Room)
When: Starting December 3rd, 2013
Where: Terminal Room or all over town!
What: An open mingle log for everyone to play in!

It has been a long November, and the weather is starting to get colder, a side-effect of the worlds merging. Maybe it's welcome, maybe it's a hindrance, but a rumble rises at the start of the day, signalling new Chosen are starting to arrive. Culumon bounces about the Terminal Room, lonely after waiting so long. Stepping outside, the Chosen will find a bit of a mess before them. The city's been through a lot lately.

Outside the Main Terminal, there is a bin with pamphlets to help supplement the information received on the new Chosen's D-Terminals. The information is...a little bit outdated, with last month's troubling reveals.

OOC: Feel free to mark your characters in different locations! They can be just arriving in the Terminal Room you read about in the arrival post or anywhere on the map! Also feel free to mark the day for each thread. You can also request to play with Culumon, too! Have fun, guys!

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If Yang noticed the scowl she gave no indication of it. She was cheery as she approached the boy, Bearmon trailing after his partner, keeping his eyes down at the ground. They were stark opposites to the casual observer, that's for sure.

"Sort of," Yang replied when she was finally close enough to hold a conversation without shouting. "We're a little lost and hoping to find someone who was good with directions."

"Where do you need to go?" The truth was, he still needed to get a feel for this city, but it wasn't like he had anything else to do. Besides, his partner seemed pretty insistent about him getting out and meeting people. Kind of ironic, given her timid behavior.

Speaking of which, Kotemon took a tiny step closer to the duo and cleared her throat. "Um, I could... if you want, maybe I could help? If that's okay." She looked up at her partner, as if seeking his approval.

Of course, he just shrugged. "Knock yourself out. You'd probably know better than I would."

"Well, since this is a strange town, I figure the first thing I should do is set up a base of operations. A place I can crash and get my beauty sleep. From there, it's just a matter of figuring out the best places in town to gather information and food...which usually happen to be in the same places." Yang rattles this stuff off like she's done it before. She certainly sounds like she has a game plan in mind.

Yang grins and looks down at the digimon. "Yeah! If you know where to go I'd appreciate it." She nudges the digimon conspiratorially, "Sounds like your buddy could use some directions too."

A base of operations? The Replica snickers. Man, this girl makes it seem like they really are on some urgent mission. Not that he can fault her for taking initiative. The truth is, he wants more info, too, albeit for different reasons.

"Well, I heard we're all supposed to live over at the meeting hall." He glanced at his partner. "That right?"

"Yes! Um... and you get free food at the cafeteria, but you don't really get to pick where you stay. I hope that's okay..."

He shrugs. "Not like I've got anywhere else to go. And if you're up for it, I guess you could stick with us until we get there."

Why not kill two birds with one stone? He might not be as social as Sora, but he sees the perks nonetheless.

Yang didn't seemed so bothered by the notion. She was pretty sure she'd seen the meeting hall before, but she hadn't realized that was where the housing was too. Maybe she should have paid more attention to begin with. Oh well, they were on their way now and Yang didn't mind meeting new people.

"Sounds like fun to me. I can't wait to meet a new roommate. It's happened before, I'm sure it'll work out just fine." Yang, ever the optimist. "And, if nothing else, there's always the free food I guess."

She smiled, "I'm Yang by the way and that's Bearmon." She gestured at the Bearmon hiding behind her.

"I'm..." The Replica paused, eyes narrowing. After a couple of seconds, he looked to the side and shook his head. "I don't exactly have a name. Not one that's mine, anyway."

"I still don't get that..." Kotemon scratched her head, her yellow eyes half-closed as if she was squinting. "I'm not the only Kotemon, so why can't you be another Riku?"

Grimacing, the Replica clenched his fists. When he spoke again, his words carried a sharp edge. "Because I'm sick and tired of--" Realizing that both Yang and Bearmon were still there, he stopped himself and lowered his voice. "...I'll talk to you about it later. Last thing we need's to start bickering at a time like this."

Especially around a girl. Wasn't that just bad manners?

Who would have thought that names would be such a touchy subject. Yang looks curious and for awhile she's not exactly sure what to say. She pieces some things together though as he and Kotemon start to bicker. "Well, it's a little different with people, Kotemon. Buuuut, if you don't have a name I can use and don't want to use that name..."

She trails off, gears turning in her head as she studies the boy. "Well, it's not original, but I could call you Silver. It can be like a nickname, right?" She looks to the two digimon, though she knows their opinions probably aren't going to mean much. She waits a beat and then continues, "Anyway, sounds like a touchy subject."

"Knock yourself out." The Replica waves one of his hands and shrugs his shoulders. At least Silver sounds passable as a nickname. "And as far as the whole touchy subject thing goes, it's just part of being a replica. I've got reasons for not wanting the name."

Tugging at one of her sleeves, Kotemon looks around and mumbles something. After a couple of seconds, she finally speaks up. "So, uh. Maybe we should find that Meeting Hall now? I don't want to start any big fights over a name..."

Replica. So, a clone or something? Yang was beyond curious and wanted to ask, but she wasn't THAT rude. Maybe after she'd gotten to know Silver a bit more. She could file it away though. For later. "Silver it is then. At least for now."

Yang nods. "Right. Enough chit chat. Let's get going."

Nodding, the Replica stepped aside, allowing Kotemon to wander to the front of the line. After waving one of her sleeves, she started wandering in the general direction of the Meeting Hall.

It felt kind of odd to take directions from a tiny, dinosaur thing, but why complain? At least they were off the subject now.

HOLIDAY ARRIVALS.

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