Olympic Contact

[olympicdata]

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...

Comments

[perrytheperson]

Bartholomew swallowed. He didn't even look to his partners before asking. "Well, how about telling us more about Jupitermon and yourself. What was all of that about anyway?"

Perry lowered his donut and looked to Minervamon. He shrugged, a story for food didn't seem like a bad trade. There was something old fashioned about it.

[olympicdata]

Used to the Olympus XII question, she doesn't think much of it. "We're both members of the Olympus XII, with Venusmon, but Jupitermon's ideals... Well, they're warped nowadays. Have been for awhile. He wants to merge all the worlds into one, I think that's a dangerous and reckless idea. To put it simply, we...disagree. When he went to destroy your city, I couldn't sit idly by."

The facts, short and straight.

[perrytheperson]

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."

[olympicdata]

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.

[perrytheperson]

"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.

[olympicdata]

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."

[perrytheperson]

"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."