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

[thescaronhisface]

"Yeah, we'll get it to him," Strabimon answers. He rolls his neck from side to side, finally loosening some of the muscles he's been holding tight the whole time. This poor kid's been through a lot, from everything Kovu's said, and what's more the kid's way too nice for his own good. So there's nothing to worry about with him.

Lopmon's still staring at his partner like he's gone crazy, not sharing any part of that thought process. He exaggerates a roll of his eyes and picks through the gifts to find Mikey's, which looks about a thousand times worse than the one the turtle's handing to them. Lopmon holds it out anyway, haphazard tape and scraps of wrapping paper and all. "Kovu got something for you, too."

[hot_nunchaku_fury]

"Thanks, I knew I could count on you guys get taken care for me." Mikey hands the wrapped gift over to the two of them without hesitation.

Seeing his own gift, and the wrapping on it, he couldn't help but smile. "Creative wrapping job there." He gave a soft laugh, nothing in kind to whoever had wrapped the gift. With the smile still on his face he accept the gift, turning it over in his hands for a moment before finding somewhere easy to slip a fingertip under to carefully unwrapped the gift to see what was inside.

[thescaronhisface]

"Be glad it's wrapped at all," Strabimon answers, twitching a bit. "Kovu...hasn't been doing so good." It takes a few more moments before he realizes that Mikey was just teasing, and then he frowns, and shakes his head, then laughs softly. "None of us have."

"I think that's the first time I heard you laugh all week," Lopmon chimes in. Strabimon rolls his eyes as Mikey unwraps his gift. It's an orange knit winter hat, unadorned, with flaps on the sides and small puffballs dangling from them.

[hot_nunchaku_fury]

Mikey waits for Strabimon to recognize the teasing joke, but when he does he offers a smile to the digimon. "I understand. I mean, I don't know what happened, but things have been hard for everyone lately. It can be hard to do things, even normal things, when everything gets all messed up like this."

He couldn't help but think of his own issues and how hard it was right now for him, even after healing a lot. Kovu probably needed a lot right now, if something just recently happened to him.

Thinking past that he unwrapped the present, smiling at the gift when he opened it. It was orange which was a perfect color for him. He put it on with a smile, tugging lightly at the little puffballs on it. "A hat! A turtle can never have too many. Tell him I say thank you, and that I really like the present, please?"

[thescaronhisface]

Strabimon again looks sullen. Mikey's talking about the virus...and this doesn't have anything to do with it at all. But he keeps quiet. Kovu told them not to tell anyone.

When Mikey puts the hat on, though, Strabimon lightens back up. "Yeah, we will."