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

[beingthecreature]

When Chris spied Hiccup, a bright smile made its way across his face. It did him good, in an almost cleansing way, to see the teen up and about and remaining healthy. A reminder that things were okay.

Raising a hand in a wave, he headed over with a bright smile. "Hiccup, hey!"

[trainsurdragons]

"Chris!" Just the guy he'd been about to look for. Hiccup sat up a bit straighter against the tree, quickly brushing off the wooden figure he'd been carving before hiding it in the palm of his hand for the time being.

"Having a good morning?"

[beingthecreature]

"Yeah, it's been pretty good so far." Chris chuckled as he swept a hand toward the food tables. "Short for one of my Digimon trying to take 'Christmas feast' literally," as he said that, naturally, a claw reached up and tilted a whole platter of fruits below a table, "but 'ey, whatcha gonna do."

A snicker, then a brighter smile. "How about you guys?"

[trainsurdragons]

Hiccup couldn't help but laugh at that, nodding in understanding. "Oh believe me, I know that. But it's been good." He glanced over at Fearless and Courageous, who at the moment had been preoccupied with trying to carve on some chunks of wood of their own, waving when they notice Chris's presence.

"By the way, I've got something for you, Chris."

[beingthecreature]

Chris waved in return, watching the Digimon in amusement for a moment. Hiccup's words bring him back around however and he blinks in surprise.

"Y'do?"

[trainsurdragons]

Hiccup nodded, before turning his hand over to show Chris what he'd been hiding in it. In his palm is a wooden carving of Chris's Lopmon partner, Sylvia. He would have done one of his second partner as well, but he hadn't had the chance to get good enough of a look at them to do a justified carving. Still, the little statue of Sylvia looks nearly exact to her likeness, down to the smallest detail.

"Merry Christmas, Chris. ...and...thank you. For everything."

[beingthecreature]

Chris found himself staring for a moment, taking the wood carving and turning it around in his hands. When he looked up again it was clear in his face that he was genuinely touched, giving the dragon trainer a kind smile.

"Wow, I... You're welcome, Hiccup. I don't really know what to say."

[trainsurdragons]

Hiccup shakes his head slightly, smiling back, "Don't worry about it, you don't have to say anything. It's...really the least I can do after everything you and your brother did for me."