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.]
justpretending: (how did it come to this?)

[personal profile] justpretending 2014-01-06 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
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.
alive_through_luck: (I smelled like sewer.)

[personal profile] alive_through_luck 2014-01-06 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
"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.
justpretending: (never fade away)

[personal profile] justpretending 2014-01-08 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
No snow? Well, there are really hot places. Maybe his home's like that.

"Do you think they'll show up here?"

She hopes her Mommy does.
alive_through_luck: (I smelled like sewer.)

[personal profile] alive_through_luck 2014-01-08 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
Nope. He's from space. Hard to get snow up there, really.

To Sophia's question, though, Duo shakes his head slowly.

"They won't. Dead don't come back to life."
justpretending: (busy mending broken pieces)

[personal profile] justpretending 2014-01-08 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
She goes stiff. She curls her toes in, and she stares ahead with wide eyes.

Commandramon notices and puts a hand on her shoulder. "Sophia?"

"They aren't s'pposed to," she ends up saying in a quiet voice. "I don't like it when they do."
alive_through_luck: (I smelled like sewer.)

[personal profile] alive_through_luck 2014-01-09 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Duo was about to argue with her, to remind her that the dead do NOT come back to life. But he stops himself before he can. Really, everyone here is so different. He's run into a superhero, after all. Maybe where Sophia's from, the dead really do come back to life, and by her reaction...it's not really a good thing.

He's mentally kicking himself for even saying anything now. He just stares at the ground and scuffs his foot some in the snow.

"M'sorry. Shouldn'uh said anythin'..." It's mumbled and slightly muffled by Duo's scarf.
justpretending: (never fade away)

[personal profile] justpretending 2014-01-10 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
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After a moment, Sophia looks at the ground and shrugs her shoulders. She wishes that the dead could come back normally. It would mean her daddy could be here again, but no. That's not how things work.

"Com'mon got you a present," she murmurs, not wanting to talk about how the world works anymore.
alive_through_luck: (I smelled like sewer.)

[personal profile] alive_through_luck 2014-01-14 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
The quick change of subject caused Duo to blink, surprised. It actually took a moment before Sophia’s words actually caught up to him and it simply left him speechless. He hadn’t thought to get Sophia something, never mind the Commandramon. His cheeks turned bright pink as he looked away.

“Y-Ya didn’t hafta…” He swallowed hard. “I didn’t...you know, get you anything or whatever. Wasn’t sure if I should.” After all the yelling and screaming he did before...
justpretending: (our hopes and expectations)

[personal profile] justpretending 2014-01-15 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
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"Com'mon got it, not me," she insists and she looks at her partner, who nods. He passes her a box, since he doesn't know if Duo really is comfortable around him or not.

"To apologize," Commandramon clarifies. "For frightening you before."

Inside the box is a bunch of chocolates.
alive_through_luck: (May God be with you.)

[personal profile] alive_through_luck 2014-01-20 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Frightened? Duo hadn't been frightened then. No. He had just been reliving a horrible moment that, to him, hadn't taken place all that long ago. He didn't want to remember it, but seeing the gun simply brought it all back in whirlwind of negative emotion.

He could feel his cheeks burning bright red at the memory. His gaze is turned to the ground, his bangs hiding his eyes from view. He had been angry when he yelled and screamed. It wasn't their fault. And maybe...if he tried to explain...

"The Church had just been blown up when I came here."

He was quiet when he spoke, all of the bitterness from before suddenly gone.
justpretending: (we should never be afraid to die)

[personal profile] justpretending 2014-01-23 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
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Sophia remembers a fight inside a church. It sure does sound like Duo's had a lot of bad times. She doesn't know what the church means to him, but it sounds a lot like he's saying his home. Home's weird like that.

It's Commandramon who does something about this, however. He sets his gun down and slowly approaches Duo. They about match, in size, and he tries, best he can, to look gentle and comforting.

"I'm very sorry, kid," he says quietly. "I really am."
alive_through_luck: (May God be with you.)

[personal profile] alive_through_luck 2014-01-24 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
Duo offers up a faint shrug and sniffs. "S'not yer fault. The Alliance blew the place up." Because of me, he thinks, but he doesn't dare say it.

He lifts his arm up to wipe his eyes with his coat sleeve before looking first to Sophia and then to Commandramon.

"S-Sorry I yelled before..." And he means it.
justpretending: (we should never be afraid to die)

[personal profile] justpretending 2014-01-27 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
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If Duo allows it, Commandramon will place a claw on his arm, consoling. "It's alright, kid. You were scared. Sometimes we do things when we're scared that we wouldn't normally."
alive_through_luck: (A church?)

[personal profile] alive_through_luck 2014-01-29 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Duo tenses visibly, but he doesn't pull away, even though he really wants to. He doesn't answer Commandramon except with a shrug because really, there isn't much to say.
justpretending: (we should never be afraid to die)

[personal profile] justpretending 2014-01-30 09:14 am (UTC)(link)
That's alright. He doesn't need to talk. Commandramon keeps his claw there for a moment before removing it.

Quietly, Sophia says, "My daddy just died back home. A big man bashed his head in."

It's said quiet and somber and somewhat empathetic.
alive_through_luck: (May God be with you.)

[personal profile] alive_through_luck 2014-01-30 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
...So she was like him? Well, not really. She still obviously had a mom, but...well, he'd still count it. He glanced up at Commandramon and waited until the claw was off his shoulder. It was only that he moved.

Duo walked up to Sophia, and with a gulp, he hugged her. She was like him, and so she automatically made it to his inner circle.
justpretending: (we should never be afraid to die)

[personal profile] justpretending 2014-01-31 09:32 am (UTC)(link)
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Oh. Well, Sophia returns the hug. She guesses that sometimes this is just how to react to this stuff. I'm sorry about it and a hug. That's how the world works, and that's how it'll probably keep working.