[Closed] breathe deep of the dawn before the storm;

[aetherweaver]

Who: Nara'a, Taiki, and their Digimon.
What: Zenos has arrived. This is a Problem.
Where: Taiki's home.
When: The morning after Zenos arrives.
Warnings: Likely swearing. Spoilers up through Endwalker. Probably reference to terrible war things. Will update as needed.


He hadn't slept. How could he sleep, knowing that only doors away there was someone who had done... so many terrible things and enabled so many more? It took him until dawn to even start to settle down, reduced to brushing his tail to try to soothe himself.

A few hours after dawn he's up and out, knocking on Taiki's door. Hopefully the other's still there... "Taiki? Taiki, this is important. Please open the door." If he's not then he's going to have to brave using the Digivice to try to contact him, and he's still not sure how that thing works.

Comments

[lightingway]

"I can't blame you for sentimentality, Nara'a, not without spontaneously- combusting out of sheer hypocrisy, at any rate." He laughed, a little, taking a drink. "It's good you keep in touch with them, at least. I'm sure they're proud of you, truly. Life with Estinien, at least, has taught me that... just because someone isn't the best at communicating love, doesn't mean it isn't there."

Gazimon frowned. "I... kinda get the stereotypin' thing. Not so much the way other digimon treat us, but... you look at most of the old stories and Virus-types're all bad guys. Maybe there's one or two who turned out alright, but even then they usually got somethin' wrong with 'em. And you almost friggin' never hear about anything like me. Gazimon don't tend to show up as anything other than faceless goons in the background... I used to think they'd gotten it wrong. That any day somebody was gonna show up all... 'Oh, sorry, Mister Gazimon, there's been a terrible mistake, got your paperwork mixed up with this Patamon's, you're free to go'. I know that's dumb, but there it is. Just 'cos people tell you 'oh hey, no worries, you ain't like that... don't mean it don't hurt they think that about other people like you."

[aetherweaver]

He snorts at Taiki's assessment. Proud of him? Maybe. He's not sure. His relationship with his family is complicated and bound up in tradition and role expectations. He's right about the Estinien thing though... maybe they are proud of him.

He listens patiently to Gazimon, looking down and thinking. "Virus digimon are treated like that? Kotemon, what type are you?"

"Data. But type doesn't really matter much to me..."

Nara'a nods and looks back at Gazimon. "I'm sorry. You don't deserve to be treated like that. And rest assured that I don't think of you like that, and neither does Kotemon. If anyone gives you trouble about who or what you are, you come to me or Taiki or Kotemon. We'll set them right."