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Who: Masaru, Terra, partners
What: "Wait, we have a room-mate?"
Where: Their apartment
When: February 11th
Masaru and Agumon were rarely home. As accustomed as they were to traveling in the wilderness, they were just plain more comfortable ruffing it... or, as it turned out, freeloading at a friend's place.
But today, they had a reason to return home... which was for a change of clothes. Once they walked in, however... they realized something.
"Agumon..." Masaru said, glancing over at his partner.
"Aniki..." Agumon replied.
"We're not alone!" they both exclaimed, as they got into a fighting stance. An intruder...! That meant a fight!
What: "Wait, we have a room-mate?"
Where: Their apartment
When: February 11th
Masaru and Agumon were rarely home. As accustomed as they were to traveling in the wilderness, they were just plain more comfortable ruffing it... or, as it turned out, freeloading at a friend's place.
But today, they had a reason to return home... which was for a change of clothes. Once they walked in, however... they realized something.
"Agumon..." Masaru said, glancing over at his partner.
"Aniki..." Agumon replied.
"We're not alone!" they both exclaimed, as they got into a fighting stance. An intruder...! That meant a fight!
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Never seen 'em. Maybe they were invisible.
But today he had a lot of reorganizing to do of a certain map he's been working on for a couple weeks and that means the flat surfaces of desks and tables are required. Dorumon is content to have taken over a bed - and it may not even be Terra's - but Dracmon's busy helping with the map he's working on, having swept everything off of one of the two bureaus and then shoved it up against the other for a nice big writing surface.
And then the door opens, and he glances up, surprised, the road he'd been drawing stopped midway. Oh. Well. That proved someone DID live there.
As both Agumon and Masaru adopt fighting stances, they're simply stared at by the brown haired man and the Dracmon, with matched blank expressions. If there's a fight going on, someone forgot to tell the 'intruders'.
"...Okay." Terra's apparently not interested, by the way he goes back to his map. "Hello, both of you. I don't suppose you know what's east of NetSurf Village?"
Wait that's not how dramatic first encounters go!
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