terminalmegas: Gentle (Terriermon)
terminalmegas ([personal profile] terminalmegas) wrote in [community profile] thefolder2013-12-23 02:18 am

Merry Christmas, Chosen...

Who: Venusmon, everyone
What: The giving of the D-Streams
Where: Terminal City, Roaming Park
When: December 25th, 2013, morning

At the stroke of midnight on December 25th, every Chosen and their partners fall asleep wherever they are, with nothing able to wake them. They won't stay there all night, however. Bright and early, as if turned on by a switch, the Chosen will awaken in their beds to find their Digivices missing. The individual Digimon -- those without rooms, brought in like the Chosen -- similarly fall into slumber or stasis, waking where the stand in the morning in the morning.

They will all wake up with a note in their rooms, written in beautiful script. "Come to Roaming Park," it says. There's some kind of noise outside. Something drawing everyone out. Noticeable first is the fall of snow, so far absent from Terminal Tokyo. It covers, among everything else, Roaming Park, where on a bench there sits a Venusmon, with a very large sack. Around her are tables full of all sorts of food, and Digimon there both partaking in it and setting up more. It's a whole feast, not spoiled by the weather, but enhanced by it.

[ooc: Below there will be a thread to interact with Venusmon, where she will answer some questions and give out the D-Streams. Every non-canon Digimon character will receive a D-Stream, whether they see her or not. At the end of the day, they will appear in the Chosen's hands. This can also be used to generally mingle with each other and enjoy the snow.]
bigsoftie: (is that pizza?!)

[personal profile] bigsoftie 2013-12-27 08:37 am (UTC)(link)
Leatherhead nearly gasped at the idea of such a thing. He thought of presents for him too?

"For me? I...I wish to give presents too..."
beingthecreature: (☼ Worried? Me? ...Yes.)

[personal profile] beingthecreature 2013-12-27 08:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Transference?" Oh there we go, that was the reverse. Chris sat up to lean on his uninjured hand, a finger of the other running around the rim of his mug. "I thought of that, but... I don't know."

His eyes ticked over, still carrying his heart in them. "I'd have to talk to her to figure out more, but she's not talking to me right now. Or anybody, probably. That's... what it sounded like from her partners, anyway."
the_lion_roller: (★ Grin)

[personal profile] the_lion_roller 2013-12-27 08:44 am (UTC)(link)
Like it? H'I love it!

[He lets her go, still grinning widely, and puts his pack down so he can put on the sweater vest. While it's over his head (because who uses zippers?), he says something in a muffled tone.]

L'mme go find, Chris. Hah'I kn'w he wants to th'nk you too.
Edited 2013-12-27 08:45 (UTC)
strengthinkindness: (And very caring)

[personal profile] strengthinkindness 2013-12-27 08:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Luckily he's still pulling on the vest, missing the slight wince she gives at that.]

Th...Th-That's all right. H-He doesn't have t-to...do that, I...I'm glad he likes it...
the_lion_roller: (★ Soft smile)

[personal profile] the_lion_roller 2013-12-27 09:17 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, that was a little concerning. Not talking to Chris was one thing, but not talking to anybody kinda suggested something was wrong. Then again...it kinda sounded like Fluttershy had really put herself out there and then immediately panicked, which was understandable.

His expression softened into a reassuring smile.

"She probably just needs a little time..."

He sat up a little to take another sip of his wassail before hunkering back down.

"The holidays are stressful, dude...h'never mind all the other stuff everybody here's had to deal with. And Fluttershy's been working really hard lately..."

She organized a party for him and made them both sweater vests, and he's sure those weren't the only gifts she made this month.

"H'and don't forget, she's still recovering from a broken wing..."

Granted she was mostly healed by now, but it was still an extra thing to consider.

"I think anybody'd be a little over-whelmed with all that...don't you?"
the_lion_roller: (★ Innocent Smile)

[personal profile] the_lion_roller 2013-12-27 09:31 am (UTC)(link)
[He pops his head out of the top of the vest, pulling it down his chest the rest of the way. Perfect fit. Almost exactly like his creature power suit. This is the best gift.]

H'nonsense, of course, he does! He's been wanting to find out who made it and thank 'em all day!

[Now that he can see again, he starts scanning the crowd for his brother. Let's see...somebody wearing a lot of green...]
strengthinkindness: (W-well...)

[personal profile] strengthinkindness 2013-12-27 09:33 am (UTC)(link)
W-Well, w-we don't...have to call him over if he's...b-busy right now...I...I-I'm sure I'll run into him s-sooner or...later...

[Preferably later...much, much later.]
Edited 2013-12-27 09:33 (UTC)
beingthecreature: (☼ Well it's like this...)

[personal profile] beingthecreature 2013-12-27 09:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I think so too. I'm just... worried about her, y'know?"

He scrubbed a hand through his hair and sighed shortly. "Fluttershy's a great friend..." But was she? Or was she more? His back-and-forth over that might flicker, for just a moment, across his features before he picked up and moved on. "And I don't wanna jeopardize that by pressing too hard. But at th' same time I wanna talk to her, and."

Stopping short, he rubbed one eye with his hand, grunting lightly. "I don't know what to do..."
the_lion_roller: (★ Uh huuuh....)

[personal profile] the_lion_roller 2013-12-27 10:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Heh'and y'don't think Fluttershy's worried about the exact same thing, considering what she just told you?"

That question is delivered lightly, but his expression suddenly shifts to about as serious as he'd probably ever been all evening.

"Look, Chris...before you talk to her, you should probably do what you're really good at, and think about this."

Martin could make decisions in a snap. Admittedly, they weren't always the best ones, but that was his style. And his style was not his brother's style. The last thing he wanted was his own quick decision-making affecting his brother's relationships, especially since it seemed Chris was asking him what he thought he should do. This really wasn't his call to make.

"There's a loooooot a lot a lot a lot a lot of stuff to consider here, h'that you should probably work out for yourself before you talk to her again."
the_lion_roller: (Chase your dreams)

[personal profile] the_lion_roller 2013-12-27 10:03 am (UTC)(link)
[That makes him chuckle a little.]

H'it's a Christmas party! H'there's no way he could be too busy to thank somebody at a party.

[Then again...]
strengthinkindness: (Part of all of the things I am)

[personal profile] strengthinkindness 2013-12-27 10:06 am (UTC)(link)
N-No really it's...i-it's all right. H-He doesn't have to know...right now...
beingthecreature: (☼ Don't you think /I/ feel bad??)

[personal profile] beingthecreature 2013-12-27 10:15 am (UTC)(link)
"I knoww... That's what I'm trying to do." Chris sat back, gesturing from side to side with his hands. "Going this way, that way... When I said I didn't know what to do, part of that is not knowing that I do."

Wow, that sounded asinine. He rubbed his eyes with one hand and waved the other. "What I mean is, what do... I.. do next this isn't coming out right." An eyeroll and a sigh.

"Martin, I don't know what to do about her... Her feelings." Chris rested his hands in the space between his thighs, leaning forward until his upper arms were against the edge of the table, and he looked beside him. "Both about me and in general. I know there's a lot to consider, bro. Different world, different species, different age..."

He let out a miserable noise, lowering his head until it touched the tabletop again. "This would be a lot easier if I had a reply for her in the first place, whether it was positive or negative." That was mumbled, enough that Martin might not catch it. His next words, however, are at normal volume.

"'bove all I don't want to lose her friendship. I don't want to hurt her, especially if it turns out to be letting her down gently." Which he has no idea how to do in the first place, mind. Relationships were never at the forefront of his mind, even in college, before he'd really started his creature work. That just didn't seem to be where the youngest Kratt had his attentions pointed. And suddenly here it was, suddenly dumped into his arms, and all he seemed to do so far was lose his balance and fall over.

Even with all the thinking he had done, Chris was at a complete and total loss.
the_lion_roller: (★ It'll be okay bro)

[personal profile] the_lion_roller 2013-12-27 10:52 am (UTC)(link)
He really did not bring enough wassail for this. He leaned over more on to one arm, freeing up the other so that he could put it comfortingly around his brother's shoulders.

"H'you're not gonna find all your answers in a day, Chris. Much less a couple of hours."

Or however long it had been since Fluttershy had left.

"And you're not gonna lose her friendship. Even if you don't have the same kind of feelings she might have for you, there's no reason you can't still be friends."

To be perfectly honest, Martin wasn't exactly the most knowledgeable person in the serious relationship department either. ...In fact, he was probably worse. But he did truly believe that, and more than anything he wanted to reassure his brother.
beingthecreature: (☼ Aha yeah I guess so...)

[personal profile] beingthecreature 2013-12-27 11:06 am (UTC)(link)
Chris watched him for a long moment, almost as if studying him. His eyes ticked lightly as thoughts went through his mind, and after a long moment he sighed lightly. There was the faintest hitch up of one corner of his mouth; it wasn't much, but it could almost be called a smile.

"Yeah.. 'least there's that."
the_lion_roller: (★ Reassurance)

[personal profile] the_lion_roller 2013-12-27 11:19 am (UTC)(link)
[How on earth can you lose somebody with that much green in a winter wonderland?]

Ahck, now where'd he get to?

[Sorry, Fluttershy, were you saying something?

He turns and gives her a cheery smile, holding out his hands for her to wait.]


H'wait here a second. I'll go find him.

[Aaaand he's off.]
strengthinkindness: (Just gonna sneak out)

[personal profile] strengthinkindness 2013-12-27 11:29 am (UTC)(link)
[She watches him leave, and for a moment she does as he asked and stays where she is. She seems nervous though; the thought of talking to Chris worries her a little bit.

As she stays there, though, she notices Martin find someone he knows, and pausing in his search for his brother to chat with them instead. She hesitates for a moment, then quietly starts to move away, inching off until she's sure out of his line of sight before heading off.

Hopefully, considering the crowd gathered today, he'll find a lot more people to talk to and forget what he'd been trying to do for her.]
the_lion_roller: (★ Aww don't worry little fella)

[personal profile] the_lion_roller 2013-12-27 12:06 pm (UTC)(link)
His own expression brightened a little at that. On impulse, he pulled his arm in a little, hugging Chris in a bit comfortingly, before releasing a little. He then slid his free arm over to pick up the wassail still in front of Chris, which was no doubt cold by now.

"Hah, alright, you need something better than wassail. I'm gonna get you some of that hot cocoa."

He moved to stand, but then paused, as if something had just occurred to him.

"Oh, hey, I almost forgot..."

He pulled his backpack aside, rummaging through it a moment before handing Chris a small, somewhat flat, wrapped gift.

"H'you're gift had a part two."

He grins a moment, and then shifts his pack back on and turning, briefly placing a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"You can open it while I'm getting the drinks."

He gave Chris's shoulder an encouraging pat, smiling to match, and then turned and headed back into the crowd.
thebiggestdreamer: (The Biggest Dreamer)

[personal profile] thebiggestdreamer 2013-12-27 12:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Takato's a Tamer on a Christmas mission; he's got some friends he wants to spread some holiday joy to, some bonds he has to ensure aren't completely screwed up and make sure others are properly mended...

In other words, he's hoping he'll avoid any physical pain before the New Year.

Either way, he wasn't drawn to the celebration by any missing Digivices since his was right where it was last night; the noises outside drew him there to begin with so he put his wrapped gifts in a bag and slung it over his shoulder before heading out with a smile on his face.

He wouldn't say 'Ho ho ho!' but would greet people with "Merry Christmas, everyone!" as they approached the goggle-wearing boy.
adashofloyalty: (Facehoof)

[personal profile] adashofloyalty 2013-12-27 12:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"...Stingmon too?! How many Bug-type Digimon are around?" (Probably tons.)
strengthinkindness: (Excited)

[personal profile] strengthinkindness 2013-12-27 12:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"There's probably a lot of them out there. There are different levels of Digimon, too, so there could be any number of them at Champion level or higher..."

It's easy to hear how excited she is about the idea of that.
beingthecreature: (☼ Brothers III)

[personal profile] beingthecreature 2013-12-27 12:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Chris was just settling back against the table, as soon as it looked like his brother was going to leave, when Martin stopped and a gift descended into his field of view. He blinked twice and sat back a little, taking it and watching him walk away before staring at the gift.

He fingered the side of it a moment; it felt like a book, a soft cover at that. Unwrapping it produced a journal, looking for all the world like it had been made of natural materials. The front of it was unmarked but as he flipped it over, he saw the back had "OPEN HERE" written in Martin's handwriting.

So he did.

Inside was a sight that made him draw in a breath. The first few, pressed-paper pages had been filled with reminisces of past creature adventures, less play-by-play descriptions and more words in a casual way, as if they were talking about them face to face. It started with their first- a joint adventure in Costa Rica -and jumped around until the Tortuga years, where it continued with highlighted trips of the brothers and the rest of the crew. Flipping too far found empty pages and he was confused for a moment, until he went back and found a note tucked in at the last Martin had written in:

"A CREATURE TRAIL'S STILL A CREATURE TRAIL. LET'S FILL UP THE REST OF THESE PAGES HERE; THE CREW WILL NEVER BELIEVE THIS!
-MK
"

As he held the book his thumb happened to slip in behind the 'back' cover, and it was here he blinked again as he felt something through his glove. A glance proved it to be a plastic sleeve for small mementos, into which there was a folded newspaper article. Pulling this out wound up being the biggest surprise, as it was a story about the crew and a conservation adventure that had made it to press.

Feeling decidedly mixed up now, for reasons that didn't have anything to do with his current predicament, Chris smiled as he leaned forward and smoothed out the article on the table, giving it a read-through.
happiestberry: (Cheery smile)

[personal profile] happiestberry 2013-12-27 02:44 pm (UTC)(link)
She let out a cheerful squeal and hugged onto him even more. He got it in one guess which made her even more excited. She hugged onto him more and buried her face into his neck as she held onto him.

" Merry Christmas, Mikey! I'm glad I got to find you!"
happiestberry: (Cheery smile)

[personal profile] happiestberry 2013-12-27 02:44 pm (UTC)(link)
She smiles more and finally lets go of the hug so she could wipe her face of the tears.
lovespinkbirdies: (That's sooooooo cool!)

[personal profile] lovespinkbirdies 2013-12-27 03:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thanks Hiccup!" Chika says, taking the little figurine in her hand and holding it gently. She didn't think it was really fragile, but better safe than sorry. "And you're welcome. I mean, I like helping you two out and stuff and..."

She blushes a bit, before reaching into her bag. "Oh. I got you something too. I think I heard you mention something about dragons before, so when I saw this, well..."

And then she goes and pulls out a small dragon plush toy, handing it to him. It, well, it was more stereotypical than anything, green scales and wings and stuff. She didn't know if dragons looked different where he was from, but that didn't matter so much with the gift, right? As long as it at least kinda looked like a dragon?
happiestberry: (Just like that!)

[personal profile] happiestberry 2013-12-27 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
She smiles at that and scoots closer. She wanted to hear more about him and his friends.

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