QUIET LIKE THE SNOW [BRENNAN]

[WISELY SAGE]

what would it take for things to be quiet?

brennan

--- words

the sky above was an odd mix of blue skies and slate grey clouds. the sun was dipping below the horizon as a frigid chill began to set within the area. night would no doubt be falling soon, yet this did not deter a single lonely figure as he stood proud and defiant his ice blue eyes glinting with determination.

hunched over with his hands on his bent knees the boy with hair as white as freshly fallen snow let out a breath. Watching as the air he exhaled turned into a smoky puff of air before standing up more rigid. In his hand clutched a strange device which he held with a vice like grip. "let's try this again..."

he murmured as he held up the digivice and went through the process once more. he had been practicing his spirit evolution for some time now in order to have it practically grafted to his memory. it would be needed in order to be fast enough in actual combat- plus he would be able to train to get used to his digimon body.

"FRACTAL CODE - DIGITIZE!" came the yell as the transformation took place only for the process to end in a few moments. instead of a human teenager now instead stood a bipedal wolf-like creature. "HARRRRRA! STRABIMON!" he finished with a grave animalistic voice. a grin formed on his muzzle as his demonic red eyes lit up with pride. "heh, not bad." muttered the lavender furred werewolf a tone of satisfaction in his words.

"now then - let's do this!" he growled eagerly before calling upon the power of light into his claws. "LIGHT NAIL!" he roared as his claws slashed deeply into a nearby tree causing it the thin plant to slice in two and fall helplessly to the ground.

"tch! at least it's better than before." he grumbled irritated at his lack of power. "but - i need to get stronger... faster... for them." the transformed wisely said quietly as a howling frozen wind blew by ruffling his fur as he looked up at the twilight falling sky...

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[brennan]

Holding a sleeping Dodomon-- which Brennan had named Dora, in hand, Brennan walked around aimlessly, mostly just exploring the different corners of the Digital World. It had begun to get colder as he walked to the north, and the trees had begun to thin out into fir trees. He shivered slightly as he walked, his black T-Shirt fluttering in the wind. It got colder and colder, so Brennan began to squeeze Dora tighter and tighter. Eventually, he accidentally woke up the purple Digimon, Dora opened his eyes, groaning. "Greh! Brennan!!!" The Digimon moaned, "You're squeezing me furry hard! Please stop! Greh!" Dora squirmed around and Brennan sighed.

"Dora, I will let go of you on one condition. Stop it with the puns." He said, hoping for Dora to agree. Dora paused for a second, thinking.

"Never!" He proclaimed at last, squeezing free. This led to another sigh by an annoying Brennan, but unfortunately, he didn't have much time to be annoyed, because Dora, who lacked any actual body parts at the moment, was rolling through the snow with no control of his own movements. Brennan let out another exasperated sigh and began to chase after the rolling Digimon. About a minute after the chase ensued, Brennan snatched the now snow-covered Dora off of the ground.

Brennan looked up at the vivid blue sky and the contrasting dull gray clouds, letting out another sigh. He growled, "You know you don't have legs!" The Digimon sighed apologetically and the two began to walk once again. Brennan looked up at the vivid blue sky and the contrasting dull gray clouds, letting out another sigh, a rather exasperated one at that.

But he kept walking, and eventually arrived at a thicket of trees, lodging himself in it, Brennan saw a Digimon on the other side. It yelled something that sounded like 'Light Nail' and cut a small tree to pieces. A crouching Brennan looked at Dora and whispered, "What the hell is that?!"

"Well how am I supposed to know?!" Dora snapped back. Brennan shushed him and continued to talk.

"Well what about that, uh, Digivolving, was it? Can you do that in case it attacks us?" Brennan asked Dora, unsure if the new Digimon was friendly.

"I can't Digivolve on command! Not by myself, at least!" Dora proclaimed annoyedly. "I need you to help me, and say something like, 'Let's do this, Dora!', while you hold out the Digivice." With that, Dora's limbless body rolled out into the clearing, straight into the Digimon's point of view.

"Shit!" Brennan yelled, running into the clearing after his Digimon, and clutching his Digivice. "Let's do this!' He yelled, holding out the Digivice in front of him dramatically.

"Dodomon digivolve to... Dorimon!" Dora proclaimed as his body shifted and transformed. Dora didn't change much from Dodomon to Dorimon, he really just gained legs. Upon realizing that it was right in front of the new Digimon, Dora quickly scuttled behind Brennan, leaving the teen to interact with the new Digimon.

[WISELY SAGE]

what would it take for things to be quiet?

brennan

--- words

"Dodomon digivolve to ... Dorimon!" The newly transformed Wisely's ear twitched at the loud voice that echoed through the still air. Pausing he looked over at the human and digimon duo noticing the supposed protector was hiding behind the one it was supposed to protect.

The irony...

"Tch!" He gave an annoyed sound before crossing his fur covered arms a narrowed glare shown with his blood red crimson eyes. "Is there a reason you two are here?" He gave a very human look as he gestured to the area surrounding them. "This isn't exactly the greatest place for a picnic, ya know?"

It annoyed the spirit wielder that whenever he digivolved he ended up becoming a bit more social due to the influence of his digimon spirit. While the spirit wasn't a chatterbox it was at least courteous enough to have a civil conversation. Something that blended into Wisely's usually stoic behavior meeting half way in which the transformed teen was still pretty quiet but actually willing to converse to a degree.

Shaking his head he let out another sigh before focusing his attention on the tall skinny trees nearby. "Well - if you're not here to fight, then stay outta my way. I'm training if you can't tell." He spoke gruffly his tone oozing irritation. Hopefully that would be the end of the conversation and the idiot duo would leave him alone to his training!

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[brennan]

The Digimon just ignored Brennan's remarks, and simply asked why he and Dora were here, he then asked them to leave, a remark that Brennan ignored. Brennan shrugged in response, "I was kind of hoping you could tell me... I know practically everything, yet I know next to nothing about this Digital World. My name is Brennan, by the way." He sighed a picked up Dora, forcing the introverted Digimon to be somewhat social. "This is Dora. My Digimon partner. He's a Dorimon at the moment."

"H-hi..." Dora said, his ears twitching with discomfort. "Y'see..." Dora continued, "I was actually just born a few hours ago... and Brennan and I are exploring the Digital World together for the first time. I would really appreciate it if you could tell us what kind of Digimon you are." That was a much too long sentence for the meek Dora, so he nuzzled himself into Brennan's arm once he was done talking, hoping to avoid embarrassment.

Brennan nodded, "The little guy pretty much said it all. Though I could've said it better." This led to annoyed growl from Dora, which Brennan just rolled his eyes in response to. As Brennan rolled his eyes, Dora managed to escape his grip, dashing behind his back to hide from the new Digimon, leading to yet another exasperated sigh from Brennan, he sighed a lot.

[WISELY SAGE]

what would it take for things to be quiet?

brennan

--- words

The digimon raised a nonexistent eyebrow at the tamer's declaration of "knowing practically everything". Wasn't he contradicting himself if he knew nothing about the Digital World? Giving a heavy sigh he felt his annoyance rise but felt himself caving slightly by the sight of the cute little creature that reminded him much of a scared little rabbit or something just as small and cute.

"I'm not normally a digimon - but while in this form I am known as Strabimon..." Crossing his arms he glanced over at the pair wondering if that satisfied their nosy thoughts before shaking his head knowing that training was not in his cards right now. With a frown he de-evolved in a flash of data and light returning to his original human body.

Already he could feel the influence of the digimon spirit recede slightly as he put his hands (and D-Tector) back into his jacket's pocket(s). "Thanks a lot you morons, now I can't finish my training, not a lotta time..." He growled sounding very much like the wolfish creature had recently transformed into. "What the hell do you two want anyways? Other than to piss me off?"

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[brennan]

The guy stated that he wasn't normally a Digimon, but that in his current form, he was known as Strabimon. With that, his body flashed and turned into that of a human. Brennan put his palm to his chin, "Interesting." He said with a nod, noticing a Digivice as the teen put his hands in his pockets. "That's a Digivice." Brennan noted, "But it's different from mine... I assume different types of Digivices can do different things? Mine can only get Dora here to digivolve... but yours lets you turn into a Digimon." He said, nodding. "Interesting." He repeated.

Then the teen grumbled something or another about not being able to train anymore, and then asked what Brennan and Dora, referred to by him as 'morons' wanted, other than to piss him off. "I believe you've said something incorrect..." Brennan said, "The definition of moron is, if I remember correctly, and I do, 'a stupid person'. Calling me a stupid person is a blunder, I just so happen to be one of the smartest people I know. Wait, scratch that, I am the smartest person I know." Brennan paused for a brief second, examining the teenager. "Now, tell me." He said, "Why were you training? Any particular reason?"  Throughout all this, Dora just hid behind Brennan awkwardly, still not wanting to interact with the new person. The only reason he would do anything otherwise would be to protect Brennan, and since this person seemed relatively harmless, he had no reason to leave the security of the backside of Brennan's legs.

[WISELY SAGE]

what would it take for things to be quiet?

brennan

--- words

Wisely held back from rolling his eyes at the other human's 'sherlock deduction' as it didn't mean anything to him. So what if there were other types of digivices? Other people weren't his concern. Wisely had his own matters to deal with which he was unfortunately wasting with the egocentric chatterbox here. "Wowwww...~ You're just a regular Einstein aren't you?" He retorted with a voice full of sarcasm so thick you could probably cut it with a knife. "What I'm training for is none of your business - so leave, before I make you leave." He threatened callously the spirit user's short temper very well near it's end fuse.

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[brennan]

"I don't understand... why would you make me leave? I have not done anything to irritate you... but I apologize, I suppose? I really don't understand why I'm apologizing... but if it'll make you stop being so irritatingly unpleasant, I will apologize."

Dora shook his head, Brennan was really, really socially awkward. "I'm really sorry for him... he is not... the most socially capable person. If you would like us to leave, we will most certainly leave. Once again, I apologize for my partner." Dora waggled his ears apologetically, and Brennan sighed at the Digimon, he wasn't being socially awkward, was he?