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

[justpretending]

[Sophia is a little girl, one who's heard a lot of speeches from adults...but she rarely hears them from kids her own age. Especially with so much she doesn't know or understand.

The sentiment, however, she thinks she gets. Even if the words don't always connect, the expressions or phrases. It's one that...

...well. Even if she fully believes it, she won't say. She doesn't quite believe all of it...because that's not how it works sometimes. Sometimes, the good nice people who protect others, they die. They get killed. They get smashed with a baseball bat in front of the people who really love them.

That's just how it is.

But she doesn't want to fight, not anymore. She's tired and she's grumpy, and she's thinking a lot about home again. Home in Alexandria, where she at least had people she cared about and her daddy was still alive.

So she stays very quiet, and she taps her foot into the dirt, and Commandramon is still, at her side.]

[alive_through_luck]

[Duo doesn't listen. Not to all of it. What Kit says...most of it makes no sense because cats and lizards with guns...that doesn't exit where he's from. Aside from that, he still firmly believes that weapons are nothing more than things that adults use to start wars.

They're used to kill people.

But he's done fighting. He's tired now, having spent all his energy being angry and frustrated and just yelling. They wouldn't understand. How could they? They didn't know anything!

His hands loosen from the fists they are in before he turns on his heel and takes off at a run, leaving Solarmon behind. He doesn't care where he goes, just so long as it's away from here.]

[alley_kit]

[Kit reflexively takes about two steps after Duo when he breaks and runs, but then stops and stands watching sadly as he runs off. Chasing him wouldn't do any good, as it was obvious he wanted to be alone, and was in no mood to listen to anyone at the moment.

Contrary to Duo's thoughts, Kit understood more than he would've expected. One of the things she understand was that guns and other weapons were designed to hurt and kill. That was their purpose. But unlike Duo, she'd seen them used for good as well as bad. Real good, not pretend good, like the ones who'd hurt Duo's friends.

She wasn't sure if Duo could come to understand what she'd told him or not. Maybe he would, when he was ready. Aburn would've said to let it come to him in its own time, which was probably good ad vice. Still, he was going to have to lean not to yell at everybody who had weapons. Lots of Digimon wound up with them on them when they Digivolved, and not all of them would be as friendly as Comm'Mon.

Kit took a deep breath and let it out before turning around to face Sophia and everyone again.]

Sorry. That... didn't turn out quite as good as I hoped. I guess there's really more differences between our worlds than we realize sometimes...

Let's just... go get a little of that bread hmm? Food always makes things a little better.

[justpretending]

[Sophia's shoulders slump and she remains silent, but she grabs Commandramon's claw and nods very slightly. That boy was sad too. Seems everywhere, there's sad people who've lost something.]

[alley_kit]

[Kit glances at Emerick, who nods, and all for of them head towards the tables laden with various kinds of bread. Food might not fix everything, but it would help.

((OOC: Unsure if you wanted to continue to them eating or wrap here? Either is cool with me.))