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Who: Seto, Babydmon, and open!
What: Hunting for gems
Where: RGB Ridge
When: Late May
Warnings: None expected, just a little roughhousing

Seto and Babydmon have settled nicely into their partnership over the last little while. They walk the city, perform odd jobs, and do their best to get along with their fellow Tamers and Digimon. (That last bit is mostly Babydmon, she's the friendly one). But there's one continuous source of tension: Babydmon is a hungry growing girl, and she needs gems!

prompt a: the ride over

This eventually leads the two of them to take the train to RGB Ridge. It's a long ride out of town, and they're riding further and further into the wilderness. This...could be dangerous. Maybe they should ask for help...?

Seto's content to look out the window, but Babydmon isn't shy about approaching random other passengers, the small green seahorse floating over and flapping her small wings eagerly.

"Hi! Seto-kun and I are going to hunt for gems! Do you want to come?"

"...Babydmon, don't bother everyone," Seto grouses.

"...he's just stubborn. Come on, it'll be fun!"

Will it, though...? It's up to you.

prompt b: pretty gem paradise

Finally, they step off the train quite far away from town. As promised, the land is bright and beautiful...but they can also hear the calls of wild Digimon as they start up the nearest hill. "We need to be careful," Seto advises his Digimon. It's pretty here, he'd love to sit quietly with her...but they need to stay aware of their surroundings.

"Gems! Glorious gems, I can smell them! They're so close, come on!" She's already floating up the hill at top speed...which isn't super fast, but Seto still has to pick up the pace to catch up to her. It's harder for humans to walk uphill.

"They're not going anywhere...and I don't think they have a smell," Seto observes. He's already packing a few gems into his bag for later.

"Oooh, let's get that one!" She's staring at a green glittering rock, almost as big as her head. She floats down and attempts to stretch her jaw around it. As for Seto...well, he'll settle down and quietly watch her. She's happy. That's the whole reason he's here.

Babydmon finally manages to crunch and munch, and her tail uncurls and flicks happily in the air. Once she has her fill...she giggles and starts zooming around the area, not exactly watching where she's going. Looks like she's about to crash into someone---

prompt c: danger awaits

Seto's bag is bulging with gems by now, and he's feeling rather weighed down. It's time to go home. Darkness approaches, and it won't be safe soon. Babydmon seems sad to leave, but she curls herself around Seto-kun's neck as always.

The train station is almost in sight when something sharp and heavy collides with Seto's arm at top speed, sending him crashing to the ground and the bag flying out of his hand. Gems scatter across the ground.

"Agh! What the---"

His eyes narrow as they land on the assailant---a Falcomon, still baring its claws. The shadows behind it shift, and----oh, great, it has friends. Seto bites back a curse as he pushes himself up with his good arm, stumbling after Babydmon. She'd flown up to face down the other Digimon immediately, and she's already using her hot pepper spray breath on the other Digimon.

...which is just irritating them more. This is. Not good.

Date: 2022-06-10 03:13 am (UTC)
aetherweaver: (smile)
From: [personal profile] aetherweaver
"You digivolved!" Yes, Kotemon. That much is a bit obvious. But the pair draw closer as the Falcomon flies off.

"Congratulations, Dracomon!" Nara'a smiles and crouches near the draconic Digimon, watching as she chases her tail. It's sweet to watch her... she's very cute.

"Do you feel stronger? Kotemon said he did when he Digivolved."

"I'm able to protect my Tamer better!" Kotemon gets a gentle scritch on the head for that as the smile widens.

"I'm sure you'll do great. You already have."

Date: 2022-06-10 03:21 am (UTC)
aetherweaver: (heroic)
From: [personal profile] aetherweaver
"Good. Sounds like you have a plan."

Admittedly, not a very nuanced plan, but that's her Tamer's responsibility. Nara'a stands and shoulders his axe easily, running his free hand through his hair.

"I'm an adventurer by trade, so we're always ready for a fight. Mercenary work is pretty common where I'm from - there's even people who set up groups that are bands of adventurers for hire. That's not all we do, but it's definitely what a lot of people get hired for. The roads can be dangerous."

Date: 2022-06-10 04:26 pm (UTC)
aetherweaver: (smile)
From: [personal profile] aetherweaver
"It can be." He doesn't want to really encourage it for digimon that aren't even adults yet, but... "It can be dangerous work. Traveling on the road, fighting a lot of monsters... but it can be rewarding, too - not just financially, but from seeing the people, too."

Date: 2022-06-11 09:02 pm (UTC)
aetherweaver: (Default)
From: [personal profile] aetherweaver
"I guess I should be glad I'm satisfied with the simple things in life. I don't ever spend that much money, except on equipment repairs." Which can add up fast... he's glad he knows a few people who are good at mending.

Maybe he should look for someone like that here.

"... Sometimes I was. But I prefer jobs where there's a lot of other people. And I'm part of a group that's working to help the whole world with things, not just mercenary work. Like working on deals between the city-states and other lands even further away, or responding to threats that the whole world needs to come together to face. It's mostly in between those things where I do work on my own."
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