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Who: Minervamon, and you
What: A visitor, with something to say
Where: HospiTown
When: January 15th and 16th, 2013

Around noon, a figure walks into HospiTown. She is short, probably the size of some of the younger kids, and she carries a sword.

Rather, the sword drags on the ground, as she walks with grunts and injuries. When she reaches the Hospital's doors, she drops it, and she half-sits, half-leans against the building. An Agumon approaches her, one who works there, with shock and gasps.

"Don't be surprised," says the Digimon, Minervamon. "I'm not gonna cause any trouble. Could you tell the Chosen I'm here to talk? I owe them that much, and, well. I'd rather not barge into your fine establishment."

She grins weakly, and the Agumon, in a daze, rushes inside. Moments later, an announcement goes throughout the Hospital, via a PA system: You've got a visitor, and it's a God! She's here to talk, Minervamon's here to talk!

She chuckles. Well, that'll get some of them out, but maybe with more of a fuss than she wanted...

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Having been to alternate dimensions before, Perry can't really see how that would work. There's just too much...stuff. How could you possibly cram all of that into one world? It didn't sound just warped, this was Doofenshmirtz level idea of bad.

Too bad there wasn't an easily available self-destruct button. Perry smirked at the idea, even if it was a pretty grim topic.

"What're you thinking about Perry?" Bartholomew asked, picking up on his partners strange silent thoughts. The former platypus merely gestured at Minervamon and then to his own hat. Bartholomew tilted his head, "Huh. I never thought about that before."

Gertrude was looking between the two before closing her eyes, "It does seem like an ill-conceived plan. A lot could go wrong."

She nods to confirm that she understands. "Yes, this is rather interesting. Maybe if there's time, I'd like to do more research on that. I'm rather curious about this for two reasons. One, I love learning more about mythologies and folklore from different worlds and two," she looks around before she whispers.

"I'm actually a goddess back home myself but I don't normally declare this sort of stuff out loud."

Emerick pauses, considering. "I'm not sure I can," she says with a little shake of her head. "Like I said, it's not that I really think you're a bad Digimon, or that you'd hurt us on purpose, but... Digimon like you and Jupitermon are too powerful. I was able save Kit last time, but what about next time? Aburn and I can't protect her from someone like you, not really. And all the 'sorry' and good intentions in the world wouldn't be worth much if Kit got badly hurt worse because one of you got careless."

"If you can prove to me that that won't happen, and that you won't forget that who we're trying to fix the worlds for is just as important as actually getting it done, then I might trust you," Emmerick continues. "But not before. I'm sorry."

With a small gasp, Minervamon leans forward. There's a bowl of ice cream on the table, which she happily takes a spoonful of before asking, "You really mean that? Woooow, I didn't know goddess could be Chosen! Good thinking, Digital World!"

So she says to nothing.

"I guess you're like the rest of them, no powers from back where you lived? Sucks."

Minervamon quietly nods, but...she's a little stuck on something. "Did you two just talk telepathically? Do Chosen and their partners have that ability?"

Honestly...she seems just as fascinated with the Chosen as they are with her.

"Oh! Not at all" Bartholomew explains, not wanting to give Minervamon the wrong idea. "We've just gotten pretty used to reading Perry's signals. We've been together for, what, practically a year now?" He addresses the question to the former platypus. Said platypus glances upwards, making the calculation before nodding slightly. He got here around April or so, which would mean they were very rapidly approaching a year now. Huh. Time flies.

"Mostly though it is guessing. Although Perry has given us much of his back story and information about him through written means," Gertrude adds, not wanting Minervamon to think that they were just pulling this out of nowhere. " I believe Perry was comparing what you were saying about Jupitermon's plans with someone else he knows from his home world."

Again Perry nods. It was more or less his intent.

Minervamon nods slowly, seemingly neutral.

"Well... There you have it. I guess that's that, then."

As she moves her head, a blue brain falls across her shoulder.

"Jupitermon... He's the one I need to fight. It'd be nice if you trusted me...but I can wait." Minervamon's smile remains. "When I said prove, I didn't think it'd happen over night."

She eats more of the food Kit's brought. A tiny twitch of her lips to the young Chosen. A tiny smile, brighter.

She breathes out in surprise and then nods. "So long to have a partner... It must be nice."

Of course, Minervamon would not know.

"Really? Well, I'd be interested in...hearing about this person. How you deal with them, what they do."

Emerick nodded, smiling slightly herself. "Yeah," she said. "But I am glad you're trying, anyway."

Kit gave Minervamon a small smile as well. "Emmy and Aburn think I trust people too easily sometimes," Kit confessed. "Maybe I do. But I still like you OK. And maybe if Jupitermon stops being a jerk-mon we can really be friends someday too, if you want."

"It is nice." Bartholomew replies without hesitation. Gertrude is nodding soon afterwards, putting in her own agreement. Perry merely smiles slightly and goes back to his food. He is content just knowing that his partners are happy.

But, moving on. Perry needs to respond to this particular question. What to say about Dr. D and his plans. He's honestly not sure HOW comparable they can be. Doofenshmirtz has never actually succeed in anything he has done and it sounds like this guy has. Finally, Perry just punches a fist into his hand and makes a circular gesture to indicate something going on and on.

Gertrude translates, "From what Perry has told us, it is mostly a matter of continuing to fight back, even if his opponent continues various plans again and again. They attempt to take over Perry's city a lot, you see, and it is his job to stop these attempts from succeeding."

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i'm sorry for the wait, ah!

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No problem; I've been slow on Terminal tags myself. X3

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