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Getting the lay of the land.
Who: Tony Stark & Anyone who wants to meet Tony!
What: Tony's Dorumon has helped him come to terms with this world. Now he's wandering it.
When: December 4th
Where: Around the main terminal area and the Meeting Hall.
Note: Prose or bracket spam are both welcome
(A - Outside the Main Terminal)
Tony and Dorumon have just exited the main terminal, Tony's looking a little frustrated at his whole predicament, Dorumon however looks vaguely amused at how stubborn Tony was about the whole existence of the digital world and the fact he was brought here.
"You know, if anything any of you has said is even remotely true, then all I need to do is get to a computer then I'm going to program myself right on back to New York."
"Uh, huh. Knock yourself out on that one. Because I don't see it happening some how." Tony just huffs at her.
"You make arguing, really difficult. I don't like it."
"Ya huh, and you'll get used to it."
"Not if I can help it."
"You really can't."
"You know, you're still talking. But I remember you something about finding me food." Dorumon just makes an amused sound and keeps leading him to the Meeting Hall.
(B- In the Meeting Hall)
"A cafeteria." Tony stares not looking all that impressed with what he sees.
"Ya huh."
"This isn't food."
"Of course it's food. What do you eat back home?"
"Burgers, omelettes, hot dogs. Who cares what I ate back home, cafeteria's aren't food, they're cardboard on trays"
"Who said that?"
"Boarding school." To be fair, Tony hadn't been in a boarding school since he was 15, and at 48 he was a long way from 15, but that doesn't mean that he can't remember how terrible the food was, considering how much his dad had paid for the school it was pretty much insult to injury.
"They have burgers."
"...I'm only trusting you with this once." He points a finger at her before heading over to where he can get himself a burger, as Dorumon just rolls her eyes.
"Ya huh, sure."
What: Tony's Dorumon has helped him come to terms with this world. Now he's wandering it.
When: December 4th
Where: Around the main terminal area and the Meeting Hall.
Note: Prose or bracket spam are both welcome
(A - Outside the Main Terminal)
Tony and Dorumon have just exited the main terminal, Tony's looking a little frustrated at his whole predicament, Dorumon however looks vaguely amused at how stubborn Tony was about the whole existence of the digital world and the fact he was brought here.
"You know, if anything any of you has said is even remotely true, then all I need to do is get to a computer then I'm going to program myself right on back to New York."
"Uh, huh. Knock yourself out on that one. Because I don't see it happening some how." Tony just huffs at her.
"You make arguing, really difficult. I don't like it."
"Ya huh, and you'll get used to it."
"Not if I can help it."
"You really can't."
"You know, you're still talking. But I remember you something about finding me food." Dorumon just makes an amused sound and keeps leading him to the Meeting Hall.
(B- In the Meeting Hall)
"A cafeteria." Tony stares not looking all that impressed with what he sees.
"Ya huh."
"This isn't food."
"Of course it's food. What do you eat back home?"
"Burgers, omelettes, hot dogs. Who cares what I ate back home, cafeteria's aren't food, they're cardboard on trays"
"Who said that?"
"Boarding school." To be fair, Tony hadn't been in a boarding school since he was 15, and at 48 he was a long way from 15, but that doesn't mean that he can't remember how terrible the food was, considering how much his dad had paid for the school it was pretty much insult to injury.
"They have burgers."
"...I'm only trusting you with this once." He points a finger at her before heading over to where he can get himself a burger, as Dorumon just rolls her eyes.
"Ya huh, sure."
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He gives her a charming smile in return, then he turns to look for somewhere to eat then just turns to walk off after finding a chair, Dorumon quietly following after him.
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"Sorry for the wait. Here's your burger. I hope it's to your liking." She placed the plate and the bottles down on the table Tony sat at. With a smile, she turned around but stopped and looked over her shoulder. "I should warn you, that hot sauce isn't something to laugh at. If you can't handle a little heat, I wouldn't use it."
Guren happened to watch from afar and tried to hold back a snicker. He could only count on one hand the number of Chosen would could survive a taste of that sauce.
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"How little is a little heat. I mean I've eaten chilli dogs, indian curries, and discovered that wasabe really knows how to clear your nostrils."
He picks up the bottle and eyeballs it more.
"What I'm asking is, what's the scale, and where is this on it?"
Dorumon starts to lean in to get a look at the bottle, but Tony pushes back her face causing her to give a sulky but not upset whine.
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Still it was super funny and cathartic when she anonymously gave her world's Loki a cake with that hot sauce-spiked frosting. Honestly he was asking for one since he always harassed her.
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"Yeah, sounds a bit rich for my blood. But hey." He looks up at her and grins. "If anyone else from my world shows up, maybe you can get them to try it."
In saying that he takes the ketchup and starts to put it on his burger.
"Though, I like normal spicy things."
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"I should probably work on a milder one then. I wouldn't want anyone to miss out on it." Then something else rather donned her and had to facepalm for not noticing earlier. "Oh geeze, where are my manners? I know my digimon partner said my name but that's not a proper introduction. My name's Saori."
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"Tony Stark."
He looks over at Dorumon who blinks back at him, tilting her head a little.
"Dorumon."
He gestures to her indicating he was introducing her.
"Hi!"