Booze and Glory

[Leyton Thomson]

I AM NOT A BAD MAN even though i do bad things Shogungekomon’s Bar and Grill, one of the seaside city’s biggest restaurants, and Leyton’s frequent hangout spot was near empty today. The Gazimon waiters were all on break leaving one rather friendly Gekomon to run the bar. Leyton sat in his usual spot, corner of the bar stand in front of the bigger tvs in the joint. The tournament finals were being broadcasted by a duo of Impmon standing in what could be assumed to be a press box. “That’s right, today lord Crow takes on champion Reikiko and her partner Kuro in what will be a fight for the ages possibly eclipsing the entire tournament in what will be a slobber knocker.” “Well damn, one minute I have the fight of the year the next I'm sitting in a bar, watching the finals.” the white hair laughed, tapping the bar to summon the Gekomon bartender. “Hey, buddy let me get another hit of Hard Cider, and don’t be stingy with the fizz.” The Gekomon smiled his usual goofy smile, tongue protruding from his mouth, and saluted Leyton’s order, “Coming right up sir,” Turning back to the TV Leyton rubbed his chin, what a month he’s had. Bronze Medal winner, he fell into depression, and later unlocked his inner fire, if he didn’t know any better he would think his life was a soap opera, though with Andrea’s absence it sure lacked romance. A mug of hard cider slid across the bar stand and was swiftly stopped by the youth, “Thanks, gek. Hey, when you go on break let’s hit up the beach and catch some na nas.” “Sure thing Leyton,” The Gekomon laughed and went back to his duties.

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MADE BY VEL OF GS & Elaina

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[yvonna]

Yawning softly she would open her eyes to reveal a beautiful sky. She was leaning on a tree waking up from a nap after some simple drinking. Yvonna's eyes turned to look at her adorable turtle Turf. ''Hey Turf, ready for another night of drinking? Haha.'' she spoke with a feline toothy smirk as she then looked forward. Pressing on the grass she would stand up and stretched yawning one more time. She was wearing a long hoodied cape coat which was closed hiding her body as well as her face. She grabbed her cane as the turtle would cutely yawn and walk along side with her. ''I heard there was some party going on about some tournament crap. They got some good food.'' she spoke talking to her turtally friend walking with her cane. Even though she could walk like a normal person, Yvonna liked to pretend to be some old person as it would be least expected. Turf was waddling next to her in its smallest size as she would just take her beautiful time to get there. ''Let's see...what will we get?'' she wondered to herself as well as Turf. ''Maybe I'll meet some friends.'' Turf spoke in his boyish voice that seemed like he was going through some puberty. ''Haha...we shall see Turf, we shall see, but first let's get wasted and chow down.'' she speaks in her fake old woman voice. The other thing was that she also liked to even voice as an old lady for lame humor.

Walking slowly in the Bar and Grill she walked in as her turtle would hide in her coat. Using her cane as it went each step with her as her two hands would grip onto the turtle knob. Her head would look around to see a seat although she wasn't so sure on where to sit. 'Shit...where the hell do I god damn sit? It's busy here.' she thought and eye twitched. 

Leyton Thomson

[Leyton Thomson]

I AM NOT A BAD MAN even though i do bad things Leyton took a sip of his cider when the front door of the bar opened, turning his head he saw her “Wow…” he muttered must be a new digimon, yeah they had a cane but that was it, maybe they were like shademon 2.0 but they literally wore a shade? maybe she had a ski accident. He looked around the restaurant, “Damn things got busy fast.” he cursed. He noticed the stool next to him was empty. “Hey! Stranger! There’s a seat over here!” he dusted off the seat next to him, he didn't know this person at all but hey nothing wrong with being friendly right?

-tag- yvonna -words- ### -notes-

MADE BY VEL OF GS & Elaina

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[yvonna]

Her eyes would wander through the darkness that shows of her face. Walking one by one step she would go ahead to see if she could find anywhere to sit. 'Well damn...' she spoke as she gripped her turtle staffs tip that was shaped as a turtle. ''No turtle party?'' Turf whispered with sadness. She chuckled quietly and as she was about to turn she heard someone say there was a seat by him. Was he inviting her? She smirked as she then walked in an old man way to the seat. Yvonna slowly sets her cane next to the seat and sits on the chair. ''Thank you young man. How generous of you.'' she spoke in an old womanly voice.

''Can I get you anything?'' the person was asking as they then saw the staff with a turtle on it. ''Hah, it's nice to see you're still walking. I'll get the usual.'' he spoke chuckling and was on his way to get her drink. 'Who the hell was he? Seemed familiar like this place.' she thought. Her eyes cornered with her head as she looked towards the guy. ''It's so rare to find generous people to strangers.'' she spoke in her old timer voice as she then looked up a little and looked at the TV.

Leyton Thomson

[Leyton Thomson]

Ley hiccuped as the passer-by sat next to him, this must have been his fifth drink tonight. He placed an elbow on the bar and turned to the stranger, "I am pretty generous huh?" he chuckled, "I bet you can be pretty generous too under all of that cloak... He hiccuped once more looking at the TV screen. "Ya know, I almost won the tournament." he placed an armed around his new cloaked pal.

"But I got knocked out and lost," he laughed remembering the little bit of action he could recall before Kur knocked him out. "I was sooo close, but my stoopid Digivolution broke." he took another swig of cider. "Get whatever you want i'll pay man."

He was fading in and out, looking at the person next to him, and their cane, "That's a nice cane... But I have one better for ya stranger. Doesn't matter what you're hiding in that shade of yours. Ahahahaha." shit was he drunk already?

yvonna

[yvonna]

Sitting on the chair and feeling her turtle move a little she then wondered something. She listened to him speaking about how he lost the tournament. 'Haha, poor fool.' she thought and hiddenly chuckled. Clearing her throat she would then turn her head towards him again away from the t.v. ''Ohohoh~ You almost won huh? You'll pay for my drink too?~How very generous.'' she spoke in her old woman voice again as she then smirked. ''There ya go Gma.'' the waiter spoke as he seemed to be some Gekomon. Did she know him? She must've known here or maybe it was the fact she has been here more than she remembers. 'Curse my god damn memory.' she thought. ''O'well thank you.'' she spoke and bowed her head a little. It was funny as the guy next to her calling her a man. She then saw a human Arukenimon with another digimon walking towards her with the barrel she ordered. She old-lady laughed as she then lifted the cork out. ''That's a big order grandma. Here, it'd be easier to drink out of this long straw.'' the Arukenimon spoke and gave her it. ''Enjoy!'' she cheered and then walked away with the larger digimon that was carrying it.

''You sure you want to pay now, dear boy?'' she spoke in her usual old voice and chuckled. She prepared it and then slowly put the tip of the straw within the shadow of her face as she then started to drink it. 'Oh god this tastes amazing.' she thought as she tasted the mix of the fruit, vodka and some other things. She stopped sucking on the straw and grinned. ''Ooh? My cane has the design of my digimon.'' she says and then goes back to drinking.

Leyton Thomson

[Leyton Thomson]

"Well my cane has the design of well.. Nothing right now, but when you see it you'd be amazed." he rested his head on the bar, yawning. He felt surprisingly good, maybe this is why there are so many alcoholics in NY, being buzzed or drunk or whatever was neat. He studied the stranger, hmm, long cloak, weird cane, and a sweet voice... And Digimon were calling her grandma... She must have been a Babamon, yeah and all of these Digimon were eggs she watched over at one time in her long life, clear, clear. Maybe if he sweet talked them enough she'd regress into angewomon or something.

"Sure thing hot stuff, you can even keep em coming." he kept his head on the bar, "I see you enjoy the taste of whatever that is, I can give you something that taste-" he covered his own mouth, that would of been in poor taste, that and she was probably a Digimon! Wait but she had a digimon.... Could Digimon have Digimon? "anything for you madam."


yvonna

[yvonna]

Drinking her alcohol she could hear him bicker and even called her hot stuff. Her eye brown raised up as she could tell what he was going to say. 'Damn pervert, Haha.' she thought as he then changed his wording to madam. ''Oh?~ Tell me about yourself. Do you always say silly things like that to every female?'' she spoke in her old-lady self. She wasn't so sure about this guy, but he seemed so typical. She didn't even have to reveal herself for him to flirt. 'Oh boy...' she thought and rested her shadowed face upon her hands as she rested her elbows the table/counter. She quickly grabbed the drink and waited for him to answer.

Leyton Thomson

[Leyton Thomson]

He tilted his head at the stranger, they wanted to know about him? Well that was a good sign, normally he had to work to get someone to start up a conversation with him. He tapped his chin picking a place to start, "Well my name's Leyton, I live here in Triton City, I'm a spirit wielder and I'm the bronze winner of the Triton City fighting tournament... You?" he leaned in a bit, raising his head.

What is this person? Could they be a spirit wielder? Maybe a Babamon? Or a combination of a human digimon? What are they? He would have to take the hood off and find out. "I'm also pretty skilled in a few other ways, wink wink." he wiggled his eyebrows and winked at the stranger. Being drunk made him feel so stupid... But it was a good stoopid. "Tell me about yourself babe, maybe tstart with if you're single or not so I know if I should skip the bill. Ha small joke."

yvonna

[yvonna]

Relaxing while drinking her alcohol barrel she would listen to him start be saying his own name. Yvonna heard he lived in Triton city, being a spirit wielder and he is somehow a bronze winner of the City tournament. After he was done he would ask her about herself. Her head tilted down as her right hand rubbed her chin a little in thinking. 'Mmm, what to tell this guy.' she would think and chuckled like an old woman. Her eyebrow would raise up a little in question as she would hear him call her 'babe' and about if she was single or not. ''Hah...You have such spirit boy.'' she would chuckle old woman-like.

She could feel Turf crawling on her shoulder guessing it was up. ''Oooh?~ Me huh?~ A young man like yourself wants to know about some old woman? How kind...''. ''My name is Yvonna, although some call me Gma Zom.'' she speaks as she then looks up at the T.v and then back at the counter tops grabbing her cane. Turning around a little to tap his head with her cane. ''I'm fifty-something year old woman and this...'' she started to speak as the small turtle would come out of her coat and yawned sitting on the table counter tops. ''Is Turf.'' she finished. Turf would turn and look up at Layton. ''Hai there.'' it spoke with a friendly grin upon its face. ''Are you my friiiiend?~'' it questioned. ''Hahaha...You silly dear.'' she spoke oldishly towards the turtle as she pets it. Turf was the size of her hand as he would look around and saw the T.V. ''It's so cooolorful and nice.'' Turf spoke in a calm-high tone as it smiled still watching the T.v. Her head turned around as her free hand still had a hold of her cane. ''I travel the digimon world and haven't left it for quite some time...How is the reality world?'' she questioned in her still old woman tone.

Leyton Thomson

[Leyton Thomson]

Okay, she was a bit older, but that was okay... Not too shabby, she even called him spirited. Hey, old women needed love too, no matter the age, well with maybe a cut-off of 70 or so, no need to break any hips for a liitle loving. Her laugh was sweet, almost in between a giggle and chuckle, kind of cute regardless.

"Well yeah I want to know about ya, I am buying you a drink" he laughed, Yvonna... That was exotic, really fascinating... SCORE"Hey age is nothing but a number, and fifty isn't that old. Why I bet you're hiding your beauty under that uh. Disguise."

She had a turtle? Well, that's something... He definitely didn't expect that... "Hi Turf, I'm Leyton. Pleased to meet you." he gave the small reptile a warm smile. "Reality? Well, I can't say, last time I was there I got shot just a few days ago. I guess you can say it's normal. Are you hungry?"

yvonna

[yvonna]

She was hidden and he couldn't see her at all which that was a known fact. The only ones that knew her actual appearance were a couple people like the bar owners that knew her due to her drinking. She chuckled at him, ''Very true young man...''. Her eyes looked around and then back at Leyton who was then talking to her turtle. ''Hai Leyton, you seem nice.~'' it spoke and then looked at Yvonna and smiled. She chuckled once more at Turf and then at what he spoke about. ''So reality seems normal huh?'' she questioned and then nodded. ''Food...sounds amazing.'' she started as she slowly went for a paper as her thin gloves would get a paper and pen. ''I will write all that sounds nice. How about...I buy the food and you the drinks, mmm?~'' she questioned as she gave the bar guy the list. The guy chuckled and looked at Layton waiting for his order. ''I would let her buy if I was you.'' he told the white haired guy.

Leyton Thomson

[Leyton Thomson]

Leyton gave the turtle a mischievous smile, "I can cover the meal, trust me." he waved off her offer to pay, "I'm a gentlemen after all." he winked a the duo. This was going to be interesting, he never had a woman ask to pay before, but he could cover the food and the drinks, who knows he might get a little "gift" for paying up. Then again she was an older woman, and what older woman would waste her time with a hyped up twenty year old. 


"How much could it be?" he laughed, they were doing alot of laughing... "Can't you show me what you look like?" 

yvonna

[yvonna]

She kept on drinking as she would enjoy every taste of the amazing liquid she became addicted to. The coat was honestly getting hot as she was sweating a little. He talked about how he could pay for the meal as it was no problem. She could eat a whole farm on her own even with her physical fit body and old self. After he said that she would tilt her head a little laying her head on her left palm listening to him more. After some moments of drinking she heard him say how he pretty much wanted to know what she looked like. Her eyes lowered to Turf.

''What do you think Turf? Should I?'' she then out of no where spoke womanly tough although soothing. ''Alright Layton...since you've been such a gentleman.'' she spoke once more taking off her hoodie and flies off her coat. ''Oh god that feels so much fucking better.'' she spoke and leans back against the stools back bars. Her hands rested on the back of her own head stretching her back against the bars. This felt so much better. Her eyes of golden lions would stare at the huge plates of food as they were majority of hers. She smiled brightly looking at him with her eyes closed. ''Thanks man! This food looks great. '' she spoke towards Layton and then saw the food being set on the table.

She took a cheeseball from the bowel in front of her and nommed it opening her eyes to look at him happily.

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☪CREDIT: By Requiem of Remoor!

[Leyton Thomson]

“Ey Gek, get me another cider.” he wasn’t in the mood to eat, his stomach unsettled for some reason. It wasn’t her, or the bar, but he could feel something coming. The tourney was all but over but feelings of unrest had awaken in the boy. He turned his head out of a nearby window for a moment, watching the sun blare over the beach, what was going on in this city and who was crow for that matter?

Turning his head back to his acquaintance, she took off her robe revealing what hid in the interior of the coach SHE WAS HOT, 50 something years old and was THAT attractive. Leyton knew women aged gracefully but damn grandma had looks on her. “Uh” he couldn’t get anything out, he didn’t expect her to be so… Beautiful… Shit she could be his grany any time.

“Yeah, eat as much as you like, I’ll def pay…” he watched her begin her mean, just after she began thanking him. That definitely sobered him up. He would HAVE to get this lady’s number. “It wouldn’t be gentlemanly to have such a beautiful woman pay for the meal after all.”

Gma or not, it was a strange site, 50 years old and looked like she was fresh out of college. “Are you sure you’re 50? If I didn’t know any better i’d think you were still in highschool.”