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.]

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[thescaronhisface]

"Who's your new partner?" Lopmon asks, not introducing the grump of a Strabimon he's stuck with just yet.

[brain_behind_purple]

"Oh, this is Artemisia, or Arte. She's a Monmon."

The little monkey Digimon politely smiled "It's a pleasure to meet you."

[thescaronhisface]

"You too! This big oaf here is Strabimon." Lopmon leans in and his voice drops, one ear cupped around his mouth to try to keep Strabimon from listening in. "He's not in a good mood tonight though, so don't try to talk to him."

"I can hear you." The wolfish Digimon scowls, backing arching and fur bristling.

[brain_behind_purple]

"I see... I know what dealing with someone like that feels like." Oh he knows that all too well.

"Hey! Are you talking about me when I'm not around?!" Oh look, there's the little pest of a Digimon now. Donnie glares.

"No. Where the shell did you go?! We've been looking everywhere for you!"

"That's for me to know and you to figure out on your own genius." He sees the Lopmon "Oh, your lion boy's Digimon, right?"

[thescaronhisface]

Strabimon squints at the already obnoxious Koromon, hiding half a sneer on the other side of his muzzle from the brat. "His name's Kovu."

Lopmon was about to say something, but Strabimon's quick and scathing reply cuts him short. Paolo's gonna get way more than he bargained for if he keeps picking on Strabimon like that.

[brain_behind_purple]

"Oh great, the other one's a grump."

Donnie facepalms, briefly wishing that Paolo had remained as a Poyomon who couldn't talk. "Ugh, just ignore him. He likes to be a brat."

"You bet I do!" And the teen facepalms.

[thescaronhisface]

"Then tell the brat I'm not in the mood!" Strabimon feints toward the Koromon, but doesn't move his feet from where they're planted.

Lopmon recoils from the sudden outburst, resuming his calmer stance only a few moments later, once he's sure Strabimon isn't going to lose his cool. "Strabimon, relax! He's just a stupid Koromon!"

"Just get the thing Kovu wanted us to give Donnie so we can leave." He's more even-toned now, but under the surface his agitation ripples through his muscles.

[brain_behind_purple]

"Hey!" "Arte moves in front of Paolo, who looks surprised by this, and she glares at Strabimon. "Just because your mad doesn't give you the right to snap at him like that!

"Arte, don't. Lets not start any fights." He turns to Lopmon "Kovu has something to give me?"

[thescaronhisface]

Without wasting another second - or risking it with the way Strabimon's acting - Lopmon flips through the tags on the gifts to find the right one. He has to go through Strabimon's too, which he does with a hesitant approach and very jittery motions, before he finally finds the right one.

Strabimon's fingers twitch, but the gifts he's holding keep that from being quite so obvious. His jaw hangs open at Arte's defense of that Koromon, but he doesn't say anything else. He doesn't need Kovu to be mad at him, too. Things are already bad enough.

"Here Donnie!" Lopmon holds up the present, practically shoving it into Donnie's hands in his haste. It's wrapped really badly, with tape in haphazard places and the wrapping paper kind of torn up, too. The fact it's a purple hat can be seen pretty easily, without even examining the package.

[brain_behind_purple]

With how the Strabimon was acting, Donnie wan't surprised by Lopmon's abruptness. When the gift was shoved into his hands, he stared at the terrible wrapping. Well, Kovu was a lion before so he probably didn't know how to do wrapping well. Still, eh tore off the wrapping and looked at the hat before smiling over at Lopmon.

"I like it. Thanks for giving it to me Lopmon. Tell Kovu I said thanks, and... that I hope he feels better soon."

[thescaronhisface]

"He'll be glad. He said that...he hopes you're feeling better too." Lopmon's not so sure about bringing that up, but Kovu told him to say it. With any luck, it won't make Donnie think too hard about all that stuff.

"Let's go, Lopmon. The sooner we get back there the better." Strabimon doesn't even give Lopmon a chance to respond, or to say anything else to Donnie. He just starts walking back toward the crowd.

[brain_behind_purple]

"Well tell him I'm doing a lot better and to just focus on himself right now, okay? I'm gonna be fine"

"Donnie, we should get going. We don't want anythign else to start up."

"Alright. Merry Christmas Lopmon. See ya later." He and his Digimon started to walk, but Arte paused briefly to stare at the retreating Strabimon again. It was half a glare and half a look of concern.

"Arte?? You coming?"

"Yeah, I'm coming." "With a sigh, she turned and followed the two boys as they walked away.