thefolder | 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.
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(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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"You know, I still don't know what to do with Rufus," Misha was saying as she entered the cafeteria. It wasn't the best place to grab grub, but at this rate she was more than willing to suffer the indignity until she could pick up a job or two and start saving up for something better. Apparently all of her funds had wandered off to the recycling bin when she had left Terminal Tokyo and left her back to he standard 1000 bit.

It was a regular barrel of laughs, really.

The Bearmon with her scratched at its chin, a clearly-learned behavior of watching her partner. "What do you mean, what to do with her?"

"She's cool," Misha said with a conceding nod of her head, "I'm just not sure how it's supposed to work having two partners. That and... well, Aizen..." She grimaced. Thelma merely nodded in understanding; it had been a great deal of paranoia when Aizen Sousuke had arrived, worrying Misha about potential illusions and falsehoods to be drawn into. His lack of presence at the moment didn't mean he wasn't there somewhere.

As a change of subject, Thelma turned and pointed toward the Dorumon and her partner. "Oh—hey, burgers today!"

Misha just grinned. "Sure, let's grab burgers. We'll get Rufus salad for missing out and taking a nap all day."

Both Dorumon and Tony blinked as there were pointed at, glancing at each other before looking back at the new comers.

"You know this means you talk to loud, right?"

"Or it means that you're not the only one who likes the idea of burgers?"

"Which they heard about because you're loud."

"Nu huh."

"Is this going to be a thing with you."

"Ya huh."

Tony just sighs so very deeply at his partner.

Misha made her way over, grinning between the bickering partners. It was a familiar phase, one she had been through before and one she was going through yet again. Her life tended to be pretty circular like that, always needing to do things over twice (like the years 2005 through 2012, for instance).

"You new here?" she asked. It could very well be that the man had arrived anytime after she had left several months ago, but with the way he and his partner were getting along, she didn't think that was the case. Or, even if it was, it was still a conversation starter. "You sound new."

"New to here maybe. Not so much new to life."

He gives her a practiced look of vague attention. While she did have his attention it didn't mean he had to look like she had it.

Getting the lay of the land.

b) t-tl;dr?

Not tl;dr at all!

Phew!

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