Post by Solace Mercer on May 25, 2016 22:32:13 GMT -5
Well this had certainly been an eventful day for Solace. Between having a little black rock... slime... thing jumping out of his computer, being told, rather forcefully, that they were going to be friends from then on, and of course the subsequent destruction of his room by said ball of black slime, the young man felt like he had had enough excitement for a month. Currently he was in a small park near his building, huddled up behind some bushes and trying to be subtle as he interrogated the little visitor about his purpose and the device it had brought along with it. Said questioning had not been terribly productive, but at least he now had a name.
"Botamon?" Solace asked the small creature, who moved in his hands as though to nod. Well, that hardly rolled off the tongue. "Mind if I just call you... I don't know, James? Would that work?" He asked with a small, nervous chuckle, hardly able to believe he was talking to a monster of any kind, much less one that claimed to be digital. Any second he was expecting to wake up and have this all be a very realistic dream.
"Sure!" The Botamon now dubbed James chirped happily. At least he was happy with the current arrangement. While Solace didn't seem too keen on fighting, he still seemed nice at least, plus he wasn;t mad when he broke all of his stuff. The baby digimon was going to take what he could get. "Now you've gotta help me get strong!"
"Um... sure, little guy." Solace muttered, not exactly sure how he would go about doing that. He wished he had someone a bit less... impetuous to fill in the many blanks that James' story left.
"Botamon?" Solace asked the small creature, who moved in his hands as though to nod. Well, that hardly rolled off the tongue. "Mind if I just call you... I don't know, James? Would that work?" He asked with a small, nervous chuckle, hardly able to believe he was talking to a monster of any kind, much less one that claimed to be digital. Any second he was expecting to wake up and have this all be a very realistic dream.
"Sure!" The Botamon now dubbed James chirped happily. At least he was happy with the current arrangement. While Solace didn't seem too keen on fighting, he still seemed nice at least, plus he wasn;t mad when he broke all of his stuff. The baby digimon was going to take what he could get. "Now you've gotta help me get strong!"
"Um... sure, little guy." Solace muttered, not exactly sure how he would go about doing that. He wished he had someone a bit less... impetuous to fill in the many blanks that James' story left.
