My Monster and Me...

[bigsoftie]

Who: Leatherhead and Whomever
What: A gator's on the loose and no pizza place can hold him
Where: On the outskirts of the new town
When: Mid day

He didn't care for this new change. In fact, his first instinct was to hide. It had been so long since he went without this for and now...now it was back. And just like that all the old insecurities rose up. Would they accept him? Or did they only accept him on the merit of being human? And what's more, did this just mean they'd go back to casting him out or worse?

Well, don't worry. He'll reject himself you don't need to worry about that. The alligator had already abandoned Duke and Roadbuster. For a big guy he managed to give them the slip pretty well. Guess it was back to being on his own at least until this change went away.

The mutant liked it much better than in the city, really. A lot more grass, actually. And actual flowers. He liked those. The mutant could get used to this for awhile. Soon enough the mutant began wandering the area of the outskirts, enjoying the flowers of every hue and size. Yeah, if only Mikey could find him..

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[bigsoftie]

[Given that he was a lot bigger than the doorway, it was fair to say that option was null.

And this time Leatherhead's actually comfortable seeing the turtle...more than others.]

Donatello...what are you doing here.

[bigsoftie]

Ok you had him there. He tentatively swims to the edge where Chris kneeled, cautiously of course, "And...you are not afraid?"

[beingthecreature]

"I don't see why I have to be!" Chris chuckled a little, shifting so he was leaning on one hand. "I love gators, all crocodilians really. An early, memorable adventure even was getting into the nest of a Nile crocodile."

Then he smiled a bit broader, a bit warmer. "'Sides, you're a good guy. I don't feel I have aaaanything to worry about."

[brain_behind_purple]

I decided to stretch my legs a bit, get away form the city for a little while. You know just get some peace and quiet for a little bit.

[He walked over a sat close by, but he kept enough distance to respect personal space and for if LH got mad and went for the head-grab again.]

How are you feeling?

[bigsoftie]

A friend to crocodilians? Holy cow it's like he struck the creature jackpot with Chris.

Continuing his float in the water, Leatherhead inquires, "...you got in a nest with a crocodile? Like me?"

[bigsoftie]

Yes...

[Just breathe in that fresh air.]

It is rare to find places like this in New York...

[beingthecreature]

"Yeah-hah!" Chris kicked out his legs and took a seat on the bank of the river, while Sylvia decided to hop down and sit beside him.

"See, we wanted to prove to one of our crewmates that crocodiles weren't the big brutes she thought they were, and since we were in Africa around nesting time, we decided the best way to do so was find a mother croc and go personal."

He spread his hands as he told his tale, making gestures with the words, and laughing a bit here and there. It was clearly a good memory, and an excellent adventure.

"We used a piece of tech we have called the miniaturizer, bringing us down to an itty bitty size. With a momma croc on shore we snuck into her nest as she was creating it, and observed it from the inside! It was really fascinating, even if a little claustrophobic." A shrug and a good-natured chuckle.

"'Course, it wasn't without dangers. A monitor lizard attacked at one point and nearly made off with one of the eggs, but Crocodila- what Martin named the mother crocodile -came to the rescue and we put her egg back where it belonged. Martin decided to stay in the nest at this point while I went up top, hanging out with Crocodila."

Bringing the heels of his palms together, he made a 'mouth' and laced his fingers. "Barring an encounter with hippos that almost bit her in half, it was alright! And well... the rain." An eyeroll. "The rain sucked." He laughed though; all in the name of science for a creature adventure. "The best part is, the babies hatched all alright- a nest full of little girls, thanks to the ambient nest temperature -and we convinced our crewmate that crocodiles can be loving and devoted mothers, and aren't at ALL the mean, nasty creatures that people try to make them out to be!"

[fuckinstoplights]

The defensive movement makes him halt where he stands. He crouches down a little, as if in an effort to make himself look smaller. Why was his friend reacting that way...? Their personalities hadn't changed, had they?

"Does it count? If your feelings are nothing more than data?"

[bigsoftie]

He nods, enjoying the scent of flowers as well, "I have only seen concrete...and buildings...nothing like this..."

[strengthinkindness]

"Oh, I see..." She smiled. "So what do you think of a place like this?"

[bigsoftie]

As the alligator listened to Chris' story, the more empathetically he listened to the plight of the story of the baby crocodile. The other stuff sounded extremely scientific, like Donatello would do. But he could scarcely believe a human being like Chris could be so kind...it reminded him of when he was a small unmutated crocodile. He wondered what life he could have had if someone kept him...

Leatherhead dips gently into the water to show appreciation, "Thank you...for sparing the the crocodile...thank you..."

[bigsoftie]

The alligator is wary...mostly out of fear of startling Kagerou and partly because holy hell Kagerou is huge.

"I do not know...I am not even sure if I have a soul myself."

[bigsoftie]

"It is nice...I wish I could see a place like this more often..." he paused, "With Michelangelo..."

[strengthinkindness]

"Oh...yes, that would have been nice..."

[beingthecreature]

"You're welcome" He folded his arms across his lap, giving Leatherhead a broad smile. "Every crocodile, and alligator, and creature is precious. I wanna preserve the lives of as many as I can."

[fuckinstoplights]

He sinks down to the ground, still crouched, and mostly unsure. His friend's wariness only serves to make him more discomforted. Makes him wonder all the more if he's done something wrong.

"Why wouldn't you? You're alive. A living thing."

[bigsoftie]

He still has no clue about Michelangelo's disappearance, merely wistful thinking, "I shall take him to a field like this one day..."

[bigsoftie]

Leatherhead smiles, bobbing on the surface, "I feel the same way...I try to make sure all life on my world is safe..."

[strengthinkindness]

"That sounds lovely..."

[bigsoftie]

Give him time, Kagerou, he'll come out of his shell. Leatherhead points at his chest, "But I cannot feel it...not like Arcee...or the others."

[fuckinstoplights]

He mimics the gesture, briefly. He's always been more comfortable, trying to shadow someone, after all.

"What do you mean?"

[lionhearted_destiny]

All of the changes fascinate Juri. She loves it, seeing how the others were different. She takes to wandering about, actually without Leomon for once. It's a walk, that's all. And that's how she finds Leatherhead...though she doesn't quite know it was him.

"Oh... I haven't seen a Digimon like you before," she ends up saying, more to herself than to the alligator, approaching cautiously.

[the_lion_roller]

Ah, flowers. Who doesn't love flowers? They smell nice. They look pretty. Bees collect nectar and pollen from them to make honey, right?

Cody, Martin's Bearmon, had picked up a little bit of Earth creature knowledge in the short time he'd been with his Chosen, but he still had a lot to learn. What better way to learn though then do what his Chosen apparently liked to do and go off and explore right?

At the moment, the little Bearmon was sitting in a small cluster of flowers, staring intently at one particularly pretty one. Now supposedly there was something in these that'd make honey, and while even bears eat things besides honey...he kinda still wanted to see if he could get some. Bees can make honey from flowers, why not bears?

He leans in closer to the flower, eyeing it studiously before-

Chomp.

Yep. Cub just ate a flower.

...He's learning.

[bigsoftie]

The alligator humanoid freezes once he sees Juri again. Oh gosh, he didn't want to frighten her, the mutant makes himself smaller, sprawling out on the grass.

"I...am not from here," is the best response he has.

[bigsoftie]

Woah woah hold the phone Bearmon, that's a vital part of nature. Even Leatherhead knows that. There's two places those belong: in fields or on heads. The alligator stares at the digimon for some time before he utters out, "...you should not eat those."