Merry Christmas, Chosen...

[terminalmegas]

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.]

Comments

[lionhearted_destiny]

Leomon hasn't spoken one-on-one to Renamon much. Actually, he hasn't spoken to her one-on-one at all. He respects her, as a Digimon, and as a fellow partner, but he doesn't really know her. Of course, he's aware the same can probably be said of him. "Is something troubling you?"

With Ruki confused, Juri takes the opportunity to lean in and give her a kiss, right on the lips, waiting for a few moments and then pulling back. Her cheeks are red, not just from the cold. That was out in public and everything. That was the present.

[justpretending]

"Ever?" Color her surprised! "They don't have robot Christmas? Wow."

[justpretending]

She shakes her head. "They're in stories, guarding princesses."

[justpretending]

Sophia simply replies, "This place is weird. But I like it. I just miss my mommy."

She wants to try and be as honest to herself as she can. Not pretend anymore.

[notmyprophecy]

A grim look passes over Hollyleaf's face. She remembers the memory she'd seen. She remembers his mother, the name "Scar," she remembers... Well, she sighs and looks down, closing her eyes as she does. "It matters a lot to Kovu, and talking about it... I don't think that's something he can easily do."

Swiftleaf, in the moment after, suggests, "Maybe he needs a visitor."

"Swiftleaf, there's no way he would even let me inside," Hollyleaf reminds her.

[thescaronhisface]

Strabimon shares a look with Lopmon, and they both nod. Strabimon folds his arms. "Then we'll let you in."

The smaller rabbit Digimon is now wearing a face much more serious than would be expected on him. "Kovu needs someone to talk to, since he won't talk to us."

They aren't about to let their partner hole himself up forever and just hide away from everyone. He's here for a reason, and he needs this. After this week...both of them can tell that. Without something big, Kovu's never going to be able to move forward, and he's going to stay like that - scared of his own shadow - forever.

[alive_through_luck]

Hard to get snow on the colonies, ya know?

[He says this as though it's common knowledge, and then takes a bite of his snacks.]

How do you build a snowman?

[oneeyedterror]

"Well, being part of a big civil war kinda prevents parties."

That and not having the same core religious values as humans and thus nothing like Christmas at all. But Whirl doesn't feel like explaining that.

[justpretending]

"What's a civil war?"

[oneeyedterror]

What.

Sophia, hope she doesn't mind that slightly stunned look Whirl is giving her.

"It's like a normal war, only it involves just the folks from one place. Or planet."

Best explanation, A+ Whirl.

[alive_through_luck]

"...I fell asleep too. I was, uh...putting presents at people's doors." He blushed and ducked his mouth and nose behind his scarf. His cheeks turned pink, but that could easily be from the cold, right? He wondered if Kit ever found her gift and was just about to ask before a napkin was held out to him.

He took the loaf and smiled behind his scarf at the tag with the drawing on it. It was a little childish, but that still meant it was his. He had so few things that he could call his and this was one of them.

"Thanks, Kit. And...I dunno what Rammadan is, but merry Christmas."

[alive_through_luck]

Nodding when he's sure that Hisame has the cake, Duo takes off for the tables of food. He slips and falls a few times on the way there, and on the way back, but he's on a mission and doesn't stop until he comes back. Slightly out of breath, he holds up four forks.

"Here!"

He smiles up at Hisame before taking one and offering it to Tatara. "One for you!" One is handed to Hisame. "And you!" And then he looks around for Mao. "Hey! Ya wanna fork?!" Excited child speak. Everything slurs together and Duo has no idea that it might sound the slightest bit bad.

[notmyprophecy]

They're right. They have a point, but Hollyleaf doesn't want to push him. She knows what it's like to need space.

But the more she lets him wallow, the more he'll sink back to being more and more antisocial. She doesn't want that. She doesn't want that at all.

"I'll go. But first, please, give him this?" Hollyleaf hands to his partners something from a little bag. First, she removes a bottle of green liquid. "It's chervil juice. It's for wounds, though it probably won't do anything while he's human... It tastes good, though. It's sweet." And then, a bottle of yellow liquid. "And this is honey. It's also sweet, and it makes swallowing easier. In case he needs...medicine, or something like that."

She couldn't think of anything to make it better. So she retreated to her medicine cat teachings, as few as she knows. Leafpool was, however, a good temporary mentor. A very good temporary mentor.

[thescaronhisface]

Lopmon takes the bag from her, holding it while she shows them the two bottles. Strabimon wrinkles his nose when she pulls out the chervil juice. "I thought Kovu didn't like sweet stuff."

Lopmon frowns. "He doesn't, but if it might help him get better we're gonna make him drink it anyway."

[alive_through_luck]

"Yeah, it's really weird. We ain't got nothing like this on the colony, ya know? We don't even get snow."

He looked away a moment before he glanced at Sophia.

"I miss people, too." He was trying to empathetic, at the very least.

[fullofthorns]

"Yeah. Like Oh," she muttered, rolling her eyes and propping a fist on her hip.

"So you can kinda see where the irritation is comin' from? I mean its bad enough I gotta deal with only just meetin' my Chosen while he's had her forever, then we lose her. But on top of all that, I gotta deal with his moonin' and bellyachin'."

[notmyprophecy]

"It probably won't even help," Hollyleaf says again. Her complete ear flicks self-consciously. "Listen, I probably shouldn't even go today. With all the festivities...he's probably even more grumpy."

She places the bottles back in the bag that Lopmon holds.

[thescaronhisface]

"So you're just gonna let him sit around all day, sulking?" Lopmon glares at Hollyleaf as she puts the bottles away. "You care about him, don't you?"

Strabimon's not saying it, but he's thinking the same thing.

[my_style]

Renamon frowned. "You could say that..."

And so, she began to fill him in on the details of Ruki's conversation with Venusmon.

When she finished, she looked at the ground with a somber expression. "... I'm sorry, Leomon. We were not able to find the answers you needed."

----

Ruki, meanwhile, just stood there, like a deer caught in headlights. Did Juri just... did she... in the middle of...

Then, a switch seemed to flip in the red head, and she grabbed Juri's shoulders, suddenly pulling her into a reciprocal kiss.

[ruffntumblenut]

And now Ruffnut's shaking her head.

"No way, back home they fly around, steal our livestock and burn down our homes. At least they did until we tamed them and learned to ride them." She explained and flapped her arms like a flying dragon...or a chicken.

[elementofpeanutbutter]

[A bow and a sweep of her cape.]

An art passed down from Trixie's father to her. Enjoy and appreciate the fine Gypsy Pony craftsmenship.

[A pause and she straightens up]

And Trixie will continue to appreciate her gift as well. It is glorious and worthy of her fantastic form.

[lionhearted_destiny]

Leomon listens, arms crossed. He's stoic, as expected, though something troubled passes through his face.

"I've had my own concerns..." He sighs. "It doesn't matter. You and Ruki tried, and for that I'm grateful, but whatever the circumstances behind my rebirth, it changes nothing. I'll still protect Juri, whether I am the...real Leomon, or not."

----

A tiny squeak almost erupts from Juri's mouth, but she keeps it in, the warmth from Ruki - and her own cheeks - making her almost forget about the cold weather. Juri's hands find their way around Ruki's back, in a gentle hug, and she thinks yes, this was the perfect gift to give.

[justpretending]

She's quiet for a moment, and then she nods.

"Oh. I guess my home's in a civil war too, then."

[justpretending]

She frowns. "It's not nice of them to do all that! But now they're good dragons?"

[oneeyedterror]

Well... That's, something. Whirl is frowning a little at that and hey if Sophia doesn't stop him he's going to uh.

Give her a head pat, because he's not actually the touchy kind of person but considering the kind of civil war he's talking about? Can anyone blame him in trying to picture it with tiny humans and it's not a pretty mental sight.

"Well, eh. At least things aren't that fragged up here, right?"