Partyin', Partyin' YEAH

[guilmon]

Who: Everyone and anyone who wants to attend.
What: Training Party!
When: December 13th
Where: Public Training area... or what's left of it post-repairs. Characters do not have to know Takato and Guilmon to attend; they will have placed posters throughout the city over the past few weeks.

[It'd been several weeks in the making. Several weeks spent baking oodles of bread, getting in touch with other Chosen and Digimon, and of course helping with the repair efforts throughout this week. With dangers such as Titamon on the horizon, it seemed only right to set up a gathering for Chosen new and old to band together and practice their fighting skills.

In addition to the network announcements, Takato and Guilmon made sure to spread posters informing the populace of the event. Those who arrive on-site will find a table decked out with a wide variety of breads, with room for other snacks for those who wish to pitch in.

Arrivals will of course be greeted by an enthusiastic Guilmon and his Tamer, and while the primary focus is training, there's plenty of time to mingle, ask questions, and chow down!]

Optional Sub-Threads:

Questions and Planning | Vs. Growlmon | Vs. WarGrowlmon

[ooc: This is an open log. Characters do not have to train with Guilmon and Takato-- they're welcome to face each other as well as mingle, eat food, share stories, and party hard. I have a few optional sub-threads linked, but these are not a requirement by any means.]

Comments

open!

[bigsoftie]

[Leatherhead's walking out onto the training field. And though Monodramon's hanging off his back, he's the more lively of the two digimon. Duke's still caught up in his latest angstfest. But it'll soon pass once he finds something to poke fun of.

Leatherhead seems to be a bit more open, given that Gulimon's here. He's a little easier to talk with than most.]

[thebiggestdreamer]

Hi! Decided to train first before eating?

(Takato made his way over to this part of the training field, knowing Guilmon wasn't too far off. If he needed his partner, he'd be able to tell. Guilmon was good at things like that.)

[bigsoftie]

I didn't come here to stuff my face!

[Monodramon moans.]

Awww but I wanted to eat!

[thebiggestdreamer]

(Wow, he almost sounded like the Impmon he remembered. Takato blinked for a moment before shrugging apologetically.)

Ha, sorry; Guilmon's not here yet so I can't train with you right now. Maybe some bread to tide you over?

[bigsoftie]

[There's a moment of quiet pouting before the Impmon gives in, sighing.]

I'll have ONE piece of bread!

[guilmon]

Leatherheead!

[Guilmon remembers what Monochromon said before, so he's zipping over with his arms full of a various assortment of bread, including a piece of Guilmon bread. After all, it's the best!]

It's good to see you here. And your Digimon, too. I hope you guys like this bread!

[bigsoftie]

[BREAD.

OH MY GOD SO MUCH BREAD.

Both Monodramon and Leatherhead grab some breads and immediately begin eating.

BRB, stuffing our faces.]

[guilmon]

[Guilmon bursts into laughter when he sees the two chow down, though it's a light, good-natured sort of laugh. Looking to Duke, he extends an extra piece.]

Doesn't Duke want bread, too?

[bigsoftie]

[DRAMATIC SIGH.]

It's just bread, no need to go crazy.

[guilmon]

But bread's the best, and this bread's fresh! Plus the Guilmon bread has peanut butter in it.

[Peanut butter! He wiggles the Guilmon bread for added emphasis.]

Are you suuure you don't want it?

[bigsoftie]

[You dirty digimon, tempting him with food. He narrows his eyes at it, scrunching his face at Gulimon.]

...fine.

[guilmon]

Yay!

[And here, have that Guilmon bread as a token of deliciousness. Guilmon keeps his eyes on Duke even after he's passed it on, eager to see his reaction.]

[bigsoftie]

[Duke takes a bite, his eyes going wider than they ever been. And immediately the Impmon tries to cover it up, murmuring.]

It's OKAY...

[guilmon]

Are you suuure it's just okay?

[He saw those wide eyes. He saw them, and he's muffling a giggle with one of his hands.]

[bigsoftie]

[So much pouting you'll need a record book for this level of pouting.]

Ok MAYBE more than ok!