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Pit Stop On the Yellow Brick Road

Who: Yang (her partner, Honey) and YOU (plus maybe some wild Digimon)
What: Yang is heading for the new location but makes a stop on Autumn Leaf Island to feast, meet the locals, and maybe get some fun toys.
Where: Autumn Leaf Island
When: January 4th
Extra: I can change to action style if that is preferred, this is VERY open!

Yang stretched as she got off the Trailmon, grunting and then making a sound of pleasure as her spine seemed to realign. "Man. That was rough." She stopped on the platform and turned to her Bearmon partner, Honey, "Did you get any sleep on the ride?"

"It was difficult with you sleeping on me, Yang," Honey replied in a low voice, nearly lost to the sounds of Digimon shuffling off of the Trailmon.

Yang grinned and grabbed the Bearmon up into a hug, "And I didn't even thank you for that! You're such a sweetie you know!"

"Yang," he choked out.

Bearmon struggled and pawed at her arm until she deposited him back on the ground. He gasped for air but Yang merely rested a hand on her hip, purple eyes darting around, "So, where are we?"

"It's called Autumn Leaf Island," Honey replied, pointing at a sign above the terminal platform.

Yang's eyes flicked up to read it and she smiled. "So it is. Well, seems like a more exciting place than that sandy place. A bustling bizarre is just the place we need to be." Honey's brow furrowed, his paw raised in a question before he sighed, he should have known Yang would want to do more than just ride the train.

"What did you have in mind?"

The blonde pumped a fist into the air, "Shopping!"

Honey groaned.

"Oh relax, we'll be gathering info too. We need to check this place out. I scoured places like this back home all the time. We'll be fine~ Besides, I was sleeping on you and I heard your stomach growl, like, ten times. We should at least grab some grub." Yang bumped him with her leg affectionately before bouncing out of the terminal and heading into the heart of the little town.

[OOC: Yang will be wandering all over Autumn Leaf Island. Feel free to find her anywhere and I'll be putting in a request for a NPC digimon encounter too, to spice things up.]

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Nothing like a little therapeutic shopping to shake off the dust of nearly dieing.

Her shoulder was still sore from a chunk of rubble landing on it, but between Charm and Noir Jinx had escaped the city with only a few scratches and the aforementioned sore shoulder.

But she was feeling particularly isolated and alone on this journey. She had made some friends in this world to be sure, but many had either vanished, or melted into their own groups. Of which she always seemed to be on the outside looking in.

Not adult enough for Roze and Dante's world...or so she felt. Not heroic enough to make nice with Terra and Beastboy. Any interaction with the former robots risked interacting with Arcee and Jinx was still sure that the warrior woman would punch her in the face for siding with her arch enemy.

And so that left her with a handful of others here and there. And so she lingered in the marketplace letting her fingers trail over a pad of paper and some colored pencils. All her art from Terminal Tokyo was gone. A poof of ash.

So now really the only question was should she steal these new art supplies...or pay for them like a good girl?

While she pondered, Charmy smiled in her unsettling creepy way at passers by and Noir tried to look like he wasn't amused by their reactions.

"Look at these sunglasses! These are awesome," Yang remarked, holing up a pair to her face. She was very excited to have stopped at the island that had such a great market.

Honey wasn't looking though, his eyes were on the creepy digimon smiling at them an aisle over. The digimon gave him the creeps and he didn't like it one bit. Bearmon shifted closer to Yang. "Yang, that digimon is looking at us funny." His voice was a whisper. He didn't like speaking in public, especially to anyone but Yang.

The blonde looked down at her partner, sunglasses perched on her face and then lowered the glasses as she turned her head to look at the digimon Honey seemed to be worried about. Yang sighed, taking the glasses off, "Relax. He's smiling at everyone. Besides, he has a partner, he can't be that bad."

Honey turned back to see that there was in fact a girl and another digimon there. They must be refugees too. Although, he didn't see why that should allow him to relax.

Charm heard all of that and burst out laughing, it was a cruel wicked laugh that stopped abruptly.

"Do I look like that much of a boy?" She asked the Tsukaimon who just snorted in laughter.

"You know humans can't tell the difference unless they hear our voices."

Jinx rolled her eyes but spotted the sunglasses "Stylish. Did you get those here?" She had been in need of some new sunglasses herself as the pair she really loved had gotten left behind in the apartment.

Bearmon growled low in his throat when the digimon seemed to be laughing at Yang. The blonde blinked at her partner, apparently surprised by this but instead of saying anything she simply put a hand on his head and pushed him back. It was a gesture that was supposed to be a teasing way of telling him to just chill. Honey was too shy to say anything out loud, but his look was one of clear distaste.

Yang turned a grin to the girl and her partners, "Yeah, there's a pile over there," she pointed, "My pair got left back home when I was brought here unfortunately."

"You and me both." Jinx followed her pointing to gaze at the pile with an appraising eye. Then a sigh. "I spent months just trying to put together the creature comforts of home and in a snap we're on the move again and leaving it all behind." It was an irritation to be sure.

"But at least we're alive." Noir pointed out settling down on a counter top so he could rest his headwings. "And you got the important stuff didn't you?"

"Well I got what was practical. Still there's alot of memories that went up in smoke when the building was destroyed."

"Man that sounds rough," Yang replied, moving her hand to her hip, her smile dropping a bit. She was lucky enough to have arrived only a month ago. She hadn't really gotten a lot of stuff here TO lose nor had she gotten remotely attached to her place. Although she would miss sharing a room with Tony.

Well, okay, she'd only miss that a little bit. Tony Stark was not the best of roommates and it certainly made rooming with three other girls seem a lot nicer.

She gestured at the flying pig-like creature. "He's got a point though, we made it out alive...though I wish I could have done more to take that psycho down." Yang was not used to feeling useless. "Besides, memories are up here," she pointed to her head, "Not in material stuff...unless you count pictures I guess..."

"If you say so." Clearly Jinx was more materialistic about such things. "Are you from a world where you usually can stand up to things that big? Because I can tell you right now I was pretty amazing back home, but I wasn't god level powerful."

She wasn't even strong enough to beat the Teen Titans let alone someone with city destroying power.

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"Size-wise...yeah I think so," she considers it. She's fairly certain the Nevermore was about as big as Jupitermon. Although, it's honestly hard to say without them being side by side. "But their powers are completely different...so it's honestly hard to say, especially since the creatures I'm used to fighting are certainly not gods. Not to mention, it took two teams of us to take down the Nevermore...so probably not."

Yang sighs, clenching one of her hands into a fist, "But I would still rather try punching it than not fighting at all."

Jinx sighed and twirled the pair of sunglasses she'd been looking at skillfully in her fingers while her other hand slipped a matching pair into her bag, hopefully without being seen.

"The Digimon seem to be our great equalizer here. So long as we can get them to evolve into their stronger forms we can defend ourselves. It's not like my world where random people get super powers."

Fate was funny like that.

"Then we've got the crests which seem to speed things up...but some Digimon just evolve naturally. So I guess the real question is, are they stronger if they evolve naturally, or if we force the issue?" She looked to the Digimon in attendance which led to Charm shrugging and Noir coughing, clearly unsure of the answer.

Yang and Honey certainly didn't seem to notice. Although, if they did, they didn't say anything. Yang probably wouldn't have cared...much...and Honey, well, he was overly self-conscious about talking in front of people he didn't know. Unless of course they insulted, were rude to, or otherwise upset Yang. Then all cards were off the table as far as Honey was concerned.

"The naturally evolved...like that Jupitermon guy right or Titamon? He was supposed to be really powerful and I don't think either of them had a Chosen from what I've heard." It did seem like a good question to ask. Too bad it also didn't look like any of their partners had a clue about these things. She looks down to Honey to confirm but he only shrugs like Charm.

"Guess we'd just have to see. Besides, in a fight, strength is really only one part that determines the outcome. I mean, it's a huge advantage, but even a little guy can overpower someone that's stronger than them with the right strategy."

A smirk danced across Jinx's lips and there was a knowing look in her eye.

"This is true. Unfortunately the same is true in reverse. With enough strength and power even the most brilliant schemers can be ruined. It's all a balancing act."

Moving away from the table full of sunglasses the pink haired girl found a rack of jackets and began checking them over.

"Also I know that the worlds are mashing together and stuff...but am I the only one who finds it a little odd that there's mostly human stuff around here? Even the shops are all built for humans. Do Digimon just not have their own shops?"

Noir finally spoke up "Listen, if you're gonna stand around all day picking holes in the logic of a universe that was created mysteriously when two other universes crashed together we're gonna be here forever. You already know that Charm and I can't answer anything."

Charm snickered wickedly "Well I could answer all your questions. I just choose not to."

Noir gave her a wilting look, clearly he didn't believe her.

"I suppose your right, but a girl has to occupy her mind with something."

"Can't argue that."

Yang puts down the glasses with a sigh. Unfortunately, she doesn't have anything to trade with or much money to part with. Maybe some day she could come back after she'd gotten some earnings. It wouldn't hurt to keep looking though, so Yang moved on over to another pile...this one consisting of bags of various shapes and styles.

She looked up when Jinx mentioned the human attire. Yang couldn't help but tilt her head in consideration of that. It was true that it was pretty strange that there would be more human shapes in the clothes. "Well...I've noticed a lot of the digimon don't seem to go for clothes," Yang jerked her head towards her Bearmon, "Aside from the occasional accessory." She turned back to Jinx, "So maybe they don't need shops like us and so fill it with stuff from our worlds."

She smiled at her idea, "What do you think? Although, I guess your partner there has a point. Does it really matter as long as the deals are good?"

Another vanished pair of sunglasses into Jinx's pocket for now.

"It might, or it might not. Until we find a reason it might matter it doesn't matter. The important matters tend to be our day to day survival and trying to suss out what the bigger picture is so we can see our goal."

"Easier said then done." Noir observed and Charm just snickered.

"Sometimes you just have to play your hand and see how the rest of the cards fall into place."

"Survival I can manage. I think I'll leave bigger picture puzzle solving to some others more qualified for that kind of thing," Yang replied. It wasn't that she was stupid or couldn't see a big picture. However, she tended to work better on a small scale. Her weapon was intimate and personal, not long range like many of her peers, and her approach to most everything followed that pattern. Head on and to the point, that was Yang. She'd rather just jump in without figuring out all the smaller details.

This was becoming a pretty heavy topic for a mere shopping excursion regardless.

"Unfortunately for us all the smartest people we had have been sent home. We still have some big brains but not as many as I'd have liked." She complained as she set her eyes on some multi-tools. One of these would be handy but which one? She studied them intently.

"What do normal girls talk about when they go shopping?" She sighed. "It's been so long I think I've forgotten."

"If popular fiction is to be believed, girls talk about boys when they aren't around boys." Noir commented earning himself a conk on the head from Charm who just snickered wickedly.

"I can only speak from experience but when I'm with my girlfriends we judge people to make ourselves feel better." The lanky Digimon giggled.

"What girlfriends?" Noir croaked from the ground where he'd landed after being swatted "We're the only creatures you spend time with."

That earned him a sharp kick but this time he bit Charm's tentacle making her yelp and hop around trying to kick him off. Jinx simply rolled her eyes and ignored the concentrated chaos.

Yang laughed. It was a good question, although it brought up another as to what actually qualified as "normal girls." "I think it depends on what your friends like to talk about. Boys might factor in, but they aren't interesting enough to talk about ALL the time." She wasn't sure she liked Charm's idea much either. Yang wasn't quite shallow enough to put others down to make herself feel better.

"Let's see...if my team was here. Ruby would probably be checking out any stall with weapons and comparing their benefits. Weiss would be haggling with someone about the prices and dividing her time with Ruby to complain about Ruby wasting her time when she has a perfectly good weapon with her. She may or may not start a fight with Ruby over something. Finally, Blake would probably be hanging out with a book and adding her two cents to the ensuing argument and suggest we not attract unwanted attention from bad digimon or something."

Yang smiled slightly, "And if something wasn't destroyed by the time we left I'd probably be surprised."

Jinx couldn't help but smile, these girls sounded like her kind of people.

"Well let's see if my friends were here..." She looked around considering the options. "Mammoth would probably be stealing that entire cart of meat and cheese over there, just hefting it up onto his shoulder."

She let her finger glide through the air pointing gracefully "Gizmo would be loading up on those tools, See-more would probably be gathering up armfuls of those CDs even though we use MP3s in this world. Kid Wykkid would be collecting some of those little glass statues over there...and Billy would be stealing everything else." She shook her head with a smile.

"Of course it's alot easier to do all of that with D-Terminals."

They were certainly fun to be around from the short amount of time Yang had been with most of them.

Yang looks at the different areas that Jinx points to as if to imagine these people doing such things. She bites at her lip as another part of Jinx's statement sinks in. While she doesn't want to judge, Yang isn't exactly comfortable with the idea of people who steal things. true, her usual M.O. is fighting monsters that try to kill people. But Yang doesn't like people who steal what has been earned fairly by others. It's not exactly a strong sense of black and white justice...but it's close.

"Right...that would probably get you guys in trouble around here."

A wicked smile of shiny white teeth and a gleam in her eye.

"Oh come on, like you've never done something selfish and reckless because it's naughty?" She challenged. "A little bit of trouble is good for the soul."

"Reckless and naughty, sure, I live for some trouble and a good fight," Yang replied. She looked down at Honey, "I've just never cared for stealing that's all. Besides, most of my brawls have had a reason behind them." Sure, she may have had a bit TOO much fun in the fights, but she didn't normally consider herself selfish.

"That's the best part about reason." Jinx countered as she paused to admire some various gloves that had been set out on a table.

"If you're creative enough, you can reason your way out of anything. Even if you're wrong."

She'd told herself enough lies over the years to be sure of that.

"But to each their own. Everything you don't take is more for me."

Yang wasn't sure how to take Jinx's comments. Yang felt like she'd been fairly justified in her fights. Okay, so maybe her hand up about her hair was a little extreme, but everyone had their quirks, right? Besides, the guy had been a jerk. Still it makes her frown in thought as she carefully considers the idea.

She blinked, however, when what Jinx is saying sinks in. "Wait...you haven't..."

She hadn't even REALIZED Jinx had been stealing right under her nose. Honey looked up at Yang with equal surprise. What were they supposed to do now?

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Jinx just threw her head back with an almost musical laugh.

"Maybe I have and maybe I haven't. Did you see me doing anything? Or are you making an assumption based on me having no shame about my past?"

More like no shame about her career path period but that was beside the point.

"You just said everything I don't take is more for you...sounds a bit like a confession to me," Yang retorts with a hand on her hip. She tilts her head and finally admits, "But, no, I haven't noticed you actually taking anything."

"Well then you don't know if I've taken anything, if I'm planning on taking anything, or if I'm just being mischievous." She teased.

"Is it a big concern? I mean I have spent most of my life studying to be a super villain so I'm not exactly a good person. But I'm not as bad as I could be."

Unfortunately, Yang had to give her that. She frowns as she considers it and looks down at Honey. He seems to be pouting and unhappy about this. Finally, Yang looks up, brushing her hair back. "No. No I guess it's not."

The girl hadn't done anything to her. Yang wasn't about to hate on someone for something that she had no proof of and was in their past. It would be like doing the same to Blake for what she had done in her past. People changed.

Honey snorted in protest but Yang just ignored him.

"Good, because these look fabulous on you." The sunglasses reappeared and Jinx deftly put them on Yang's face. before dancing back a few steps and striking a pose. "Don't you think guys?"

Noir and Charm shrugged and clapped in approval.

Yang blinked, stepping back and bringing a hand to her face to touch the glasses. Oh the conflict here. She pulled them off to look them over and then slipped them back on, turning to a nearby mirror. They did look really good on her.

Honey, however, wasn't going to just stand by and watch this. He finally has to say something. "Yang," he said, putting a paw down, "You can't just take some sunglasses."

"Oh come on Honey. I've been wanting some new shades for ages. It's not like we don't have money...they just won't take it."

"Yaaang."

Yang sighed. She knew her partner had a point.

Jinx rolled her eyes and folded her arms with irritation.

"Alright then look at it like this. You're going to save the whole freakin' Digital World. They are gonna run that stand full of over priced sunglasses and you're gonna go risk your life for them. The least they can do is spare you the pair."

She leaned forward with a smirk.

"Call it a business expense. You won't be able to save anyone if you have the sun in your eyes. Plus the boost to your confidence is invaluable."

"And if that one pair of sunglasses bankrupts their business? They were terrible sales people in the first place."

Honey wasn't buying it. Even if he could see Jinx's point, it didn't make it right. In the end though, it was Yang's decision. He looked up at his partner to see what she would do.

Yang looked down at the glasses and tossed them back over her shoulder. The glasses landed on a pile of other sunglasses, probably the same pile Jinx had taken them from in the first place.

"They aren't that great. If someone is going to give me sunglasses for saving the world it should probably be a nicer pair." She winked at Jinx and Honey. "Thanks though, but I'll pass. You make some good points though Jinx. Here's hoping they have a better business some other time."

She sighed "It's always such a disappointment when the cool girls have to stick so tight to their morals."

Still she couldn't help smile.

"At least you're reasonable about it. I'm sure I'll be seeing you around."

"Guess we'll just have to have fun some other way in the future," Yang replied with her own grin.

She then salutes and bobs her head, "Oh, I'm sure we will. Thanks for hanging out but we should probably be moving on anyway." Yang turned to leave and then turned back, "Oh...and careful of the Apemon running the stall down there. He's...a little aggressive."

And with that, she's heading off with a bounce in her step.

The fair itself is just what you'd might expect- bustling with Digimon of all kinds with many shops, stands, and miscellaneous structures dotted all over the grassy crater.

Near the center of the activity resides a fairly large stand that appears to have been set up here for quite some time. Standing guard over the various little oddities and knick-knacks that can be found strewn across the stand is a rather imposing figure, Apemon. His eyes seem to constantly shift as he watches Digimon scurry by, as if half expecting one of them to just try and snatch something of his under his watch. Last 'mon who tried that didn't exactly leave Autumn Leaf Island in one piece.

He'll remain there for the greater portion of the day with his fists resting on the stand, keeping an eye out both for potential customers and thieves.

It doesn't take Yang long to reach his location. She'd grabbed a bite to eat with Honey, using some of the bits she'd had left. However, she still wants to check out the shops. True, she doesn't have much in the way of bartering material, but there's always other ways of making deals. It's not like she's a stranger to hard work. Honey doesn't seem quite as interested. He doesn't see the point since they don't even have money on them.

Yang heads over to the big monkey that is clearly running this particular stand. She smiles, "Hey there. Know where a gal can get some work around here? Or information?"

Her partner gasps and reaches up to tug at her arm. Yang holds up a finger to the Apemon and turns to her partner, "What?"

"We're supposed to be heading to that HopsiTown place. Why do you want to get a job?" He hisses this under his breath, clearly not wanting to be heard. He's shy like that.

Yang rolls her eyes, "We'll get there. But a new place with no money doesn't suit me. Besides, maybe we can find more information about that psycho that destroyed the city or anything else in this world. I'm still new compared to a lot of the Chosen, remember? It won't kill us to find a few odd jobs around here."

Honey frowns, tugging at his baseball cap, "I guess. But do we have to talk to ---"

But Yang has already turned back around to address the large monkey digimon, "Sorry bout that. So, wanna help a girl and her bear out?"

Apemon pauses to peer over the edge of his stand at Honey before his lip curls in a sneer, his attention turned back to Yang. He seems to either be just as curious as to why Yang wants a job here of all places, or just amused that she's got the nerve to ask in the first place.

"Sure. All you need t'do t'get info is listen in on the gossip over the barterin' stands. Not like I can promise it's accurate." He chuckles in a deep baritone before rising slightly, keeping his gaze level with Yang's.

"But you ain't gonna find a job 'round here. You either buy or sell, but you ain't makin' nothin' if you don't got somethin'." He says as he gestures to the various knick-nacks and odd items on his own stand. Clearly he doesn't seem to be in much of a mood to be helpful unless they're here to actually buy something.

It seems Apemon isn't one to give information himself. She probably should have known given what she'd noticed of him so far. But, a girl had to try. It was still a good tip though. "Well, that's why it's gossip," Yang replies with a shrug. She knew better than to trust everything she heard. But even idle gossip could sometimes lead to bits of truth.

Besides, what else did she have to do?

She frowns a little at the second piece of information. She figured that would be partly the case, but even a bartering system had to have jobs, right? Maybe the digital world was stranger than she thought. "So there's no bartering services for goods?"

Honey looks up at Yang. He's not sure what she means, but he has a bad feeling it will involve fighting or something else that he doesn't really want to get involved with.

The Apemon huffs, his gaze narrowing. "....Not really. ....What kinda "service" you offerin'?" He seems pretty skeptical. You don't see any other human kids working round here, do you Yang? Any other Digimon might have given her a chance, but this guy doesn't seem to be the type to do that.

"I didn't exactly bring a resume. But I could run errands or try to attract business. Or, if you need some muscle." Yang could kind of tell already that this was going to be a hard sell. Honey obviously wanted to be elsewhere, but unfortunately Yang was the stubborn type who wasn't going to just turn tail and run at the first sign of a 'no.'

She stood her ground and she'd try her best. That was Yang, never going down without a fight. "Besides, I'm not saying it has to be with you. Maybe you know some other digimon around here that could use some help." She winks, "But we blondes gotta stick together."

...Yang are you really trying to sweet talk this guy because it's probably just going to frustrate him more. He snorts again, his hands tightening into fists on his table. "Look, I already said if yer lookin' for work ya aren't gonna find it here."

He pauses, deciding to rephrase that.

"I know yer after cash, but we trade goods round here. Yer not gonna see any cash unless you got somthin' really good that EVERYONE wants their hands on."

It's not like Yang knows that. Besides, Yang really only has two methods of persuasion: sweet talk or her fists. She usually likes to try charm before fists, it leaves a better impression. Yang quickly realizes this may be the wrong course of action when she notices the fists on the table. Right, probably not a good idea to piss off the ape. Yang is ready to let the whole thing drop and move on.

Yang was about to learn that she wasn't the only one with a trigger. While for her it was fairly superficial (her hair), for Bearmon it turns out that "messing" with Yang was his. Her usual quiet partner frowns at the larger digimon, a barely audible growl. He's kept his silence this whole time, but he does NOT approve of the way that Apemon was talking to her. "She was only asking. You don't have to be such a jerk about it."

The blonde stares at her partner for a second before glancing cautiously at the large monkey, "Uh...Honey...not exactly what I was going for."

Bad move, Honey. A low growl of his own issues from Apemon as he leans over the stand once more, positively looming over the small Digimon as he grunts. "...Who ya callin' jerk, pint size?"

His lip curls back in something of a snarl as his fists only ball tighter. It looks like he's been rather bored with how slow things have been around here as of late. He wouldn't mind getting to break some heads to let off some steam.

The typically timid digimon does not, in fact, back up. Honey just glares right up at the overgrown monkey. Yang stands to the side, unsure if she should be impressed or concerned. On the one hand, she is very much a firm believer in people fighting their own battles and learning from their mistakes. On the other hand, she really doesn't want to see the little Bearmon get beat up by Apemon over silly insults. If she lets it come to blows it may be too late. Yang opens her mouth to call Honey's attention away from Apemon.

"You see anyone else? Certainly not a bigger jerk around here than you," Honey replies snidely.

...

Nope, Yang wasn't going to be able to stop this one. Not now. Yang sighs.

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Pit Stop On the Yellow Brick Road

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if you want jinx to get caught or get these two in a fight let me know XDb

Nah I think they're ok for now~

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