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My Monster and Me...
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..
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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BlackWarGreymon isn't one to mince words. He knows what those thoughts did to him, and in certain ways this Chosen sounds quite similar to how he was - and still is.
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"For being from such different worlds, we seem quite similar."
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"Would you like me to return you to the town?"
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"I feel better enough now...let us return."
Not before picking up two flowers. He offers one to BWG.
"Take it...as my thanks."
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"I should thank you, as well. You have reminded me of what I strive for here."
He still may not know what his purpose in life is, but that did not have to mean he should not reach for some sort of goal.
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"It is hard to remember...but worth it."
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He offers his other hand to the Chosen, preparing to stand.
"In this form, your body should have little trouble with the rigors of flight. We'll be back in town shortly."
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With a firm grip, he takes the digimon's hand. He felt like he could trust the mon's brutal honesty more than other's. He nodded, ready to go.