Wandering Willows(Open)

[Krysta Fyalke]

Silence is golden For truth is rarely spoken 0258 -- Krysta Fyalke Krysta stood before the grand mansion. It was well weathered and looked kind of creepy. Her kind of place really. It was just as quite as her. She approached the door and knocked. There was nothing but deafening silence that made a person feel like they had gone deaf. Her partner squirmed in her arms. "I don't like this place. It is too quiet." Darric said. She had to admit it was too quiet. Not even the natural sounds of wind reached this place. She still liked it though. She opened the door despite her partners protests. The wooden floors creaked with her hollow steps. A fine layer of dust was settled everywhere. It really needed to be cleaned. She went through checking the downstairs rooms. She ended up staring out the foyer glass wall. A nice crisp looking pond and a wildly grown garden made up the back yard. She opened up the glass wall and headed for the lake. She set Darric down and reached in her bag drawing out a cloth that she dampened.  Darric watched her curiously. She couldn't explain to him what she was doing. He followed her back inside and watched as she removed one of the white blankets from a chair. She wiped down the chair. Then she took the blanket it out and shook it. It seemed his tamer was making herself at home. She began steadily cleaning the place. He took to simply watching her from the foyer.

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[Leyton Thomson]

I AM NOT A BAD MAN even though i do bad things Dun dun dun nun nun nun nun nuuuuuun, was the tune Leyton played on his imaginary Piano, for he was an artist, or at least felt like one in this old Mansion. Yeah, it wasn’t that great, had cob webs everywhere, he could of sworn there was a Bakemon trapped in the master bathroom, and the mattresses were stiff but the place made a damn good hideout. Heck, in a few days he might come and refurbish the place, hire ten or twenty Ebemon to come spruce the place up, maybe get a Vademon or two to hook him up with some tech and convince a Hawkmon to give him their feathers for bedding material. Yep this place is going to look nice by the time he was done with it, and the best part: IT WAS FREE. The white hair walked through the hallways of mansion stroking his chin and picking places to put various items, “I’ll put a Gokuwmon Statue over there, Andrea will need a place to relax so I’ll turn that room into a sunroom. Hmm now to find a place to put my breakfast nook.” he walked down the hallway, and into the foyer, feet tapping every step with a loud creek. He soon heard one of his new doors open, someone was here? Meh maybe that Bakemon he’s renting the place to. “Hello?” he said, foot on the last step, “Listen Barron, if put one ectoplasmic hand on my new chair i’ll-” he stopped, an intruder? From his positioning her back was turned to him, staying low he crept up behind the perp, licking his chapped lips. Damn they smell good, it was a familiar scent but he couldn’t quite make it out… “Brace yo self foo!” he lunged at the intruder, arms forward ready to maul them.

-tag- Krysta Fyalke -words- ### -notes- I messaged your other account!

MADE BY VEL OF GS & Elaina

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[Krysta Fyalke]

Silence is golden For truth is rarely spoken 0236-- Krysta Fyalke Krysta stopped moving and looked around as she thought she heard a voice. She jumped suddenly dodging to one side as she saw a shadow out of the corner of her eye. The person who had lunged at her went by and landed with a thud. That white hair was familiar. "Who's the fool now." Darric huffed then chuckled. He had seen him well before his tamer had. Though he wasn't expecting the guy to try and pounce on her. "Well nice to see you again, Layton." Darric continued as his tamer bent down to make sure he was okay. She cocked her head curiously. She wasn't so much worried as to confused as to why he was here. To her knowledge it seemed like most people avoided this place due to the deathly silence.  "Why you here anyway," Darric voiced for his tamer. She nodded in response pretty much saying that was exactly what she was thinking. She couldn't let Darric do all the talking though. She straightened and went over to her bag pulling out her notebook and pen. "I hope we are not intruding, but we did knock." She wrote then showed it.

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You really should post in the safari again. As for your message....well they pretty much said no way ^^; I asked but kind of forgot to respond oops lol.

[Zachary Scryer]

ANother random drop in the digital world from the present point of Nexus(postlude to the Nexus Event going on) and now Zachary and Panthermon stood before the doors of the strange mansion with vines growing all over it and wear and tear from the passage of weather and time. Zachary and Panthermon stood before the doors, exploring the area of the digital world. "What is this place? It looks like that creepy castle back inside the Dark Area. We aren't back there, are we?" Zachary asked as he examined the surroundings. He was certain they were above ground.

"This is definitely not the dark area. I am sure," Panthermon said, looking at the building. "Still, this doesn't have to be to sense a malicious presence clinging to this house. If we choose to enter, we should proceed with caution. Its probably not as dangerous as the one before but you never know."

It was still day time, so the likelyhood it was now riddled with ghosts and monsters were slim, unless you counted every digimon as a monster anyway. Still, Zachary looked to his digivice-- and then soon saw something odd. "Hey Panthermon, look at this!" he exclaimed. Taking his focus off the building, the giant cat looked to Zachary and his device, showing the radar on it. Two blips were on the radar inside the mansion-- meaning there were two digivices inside. ANd likely that meant, two digimon tamers inside. "We are not alone here-- and it probably is in the good way. Other tamers are inside this place."

"Don't lower your guard, Zachary. Tamers they may be, but they may not all be good, as we learned the hard way," Panthermon said, breaking Zachary's focus from his D-Power. "Let's be cautious all the same. No telling what else is in here that device can't pick up."

"Yeah, your right..." Zachary said as he put his digivice into his jacket pocket. With a deep breath, he soon reached the door and slowly opened it. It let out a clear, loud creaking sound but he only opened it just enough to let himself and Panthermon in.

They closed the door behind them. Now they slowly ventured into the mansion, braving what dangers that might be in there. With the hope to make some new friends...

... though it was very likely they would once again meet an old enemy.

Krysta Fyalke Leyton Thomson

[Leyton Thomson]

The white hair went blazing by the intruder, body crashing onto the hardwood floor, everything in this house was broken but the floors were in near perfect condition. Upon bounding off of the floor his head hit the decaying wooden exterior with a thud. For a moment he didn’t move.

"Well nice to see you again, Layton."

Shaking his head, Leyton managed to gather some of his bearings, the room was spinning as a result of his crash. “Nice to see you too Darric…” Darric? “Darric!” he shot up, the room spinning once more. On wobbly legs he turned to Darric, and his lovely trainer.

“Well, well Krysta, it’s nice to see you again, you know I’ve been thinking about you since our last encounter. What a pretty girl like you was doing in this big world of ours.” he muttered as he shook his head again, the spinning was getting annoying.

Darric had asked the white hair what he was doing here, well that was a silly question… Or was it? “Well this is where I hang out, Bakemon lets me chill here.” he scratched the back of his head the rampant room finally settling.

“And no you aren’t intruding, I don’t think Bakemon cares who comes in and who comes out.”

[Krysta Fyalke]

Silence is golden For truth is rarely spoken 0236-- Krysta Fyalke Krysta looked at him quizzically. Just chilling in a supposed haunted house? She guessed that took some gull or stupidity. Honestly he was just one of those people that it could be either or. "Bakemon?" She wrote down and showed it. "It's like a big flying sheet with a eyes and mouth cut out. They are only scary in large groups." Darric explained. Goodness knows how he knew that though. Maybe he had been another digimon before being an egg. He had no memories of such a time but that was fine by him. At least the information remained. Krysta smiled at the description. So it was like a childrens ghost costume. That was far from something to be worried about. Though there went her plans for living here. She wouldn't want to be an unwelcome room mate. Now that she thought about it... Maybe the Bakemon liked his house dusty. The room that she cleaned looked nice without it. Not very scary either. Which is probably what a ghost would want. She began to worry she had done something wrong. She didn't like getting on a persons bad side at any time. Especially when she had never met them. "Will he get mad that I cleaned up his dust?" She wrote and showed. Hiding her face slightly behind the notepad. Darric chuckled at his tamer. He didn't know but the fact his tamer was worried about it was cute. She was too shy and nice for her own good. If the Bakemon would be mad he couldn't be for long with such a sincere human. Or if he was he would just need a good pummeling. One of Darric's ears twitched at the sound of the door. Someone else had joined them it seemed. He wouldn't say so just yet though. The steps were rather light.

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[Zachary Scryer]

Leyton Thomson Krysta Fyalke
Zachary and Panthermon had only just entered the creepy old house, yet to arrive to the spot where Krysta was. Panthermon easily blended into the darkness of the house, as if he was already using his power of invisibility to get around. The only visible thing of him was the glint of the ring and gauntlets on his front legs, and of course his yellow eyes that easily glowed in the dark with the right light. Zachary merely walked beside him as they proceeded to explore the haunted house.

"This place would be a blast to come here on Halloween," Zachary said, looking over the rather dusty and unkept place. "We could sell tickets," He half-joked.

Keeping his senses peeled, Panthermon darted his head around cautiously. "Zachary-- in the spirit of your favorite movie. 'When the Pirates of the Caribbean breaks down, the pirates don't eat the tourists.' " the panther said, referencing Jurassic Park.

Zachary rolled his eyes. The panther tended to look up things online on his computer and watch some movies on it to learn more about the human world. They would often watch movies together as well, and where he picked up those little one-liners.

As they proceeded down the hallway, they could hear voices nearby. It was likely the tamers or perhaps their digimon talking a bit.

Zachary soon felt a small tug on his jacket, thinking it was Panthermon. "Hey Panthermon, stop pulling my jacket like that," Zachary said.

Panthermon stopped, having been a step ahead of Zachary. "I'm not." he said simply, and turned around.

"H-huh?!" Zachary said. Quickly he turned around. His jacket was held up slightly from the bottom-- revealing the end to be held by a strange floating white digimon with raggedy features save for two eyes and a mouth of sharp teeth. "WHAAA!!"

"GHAAAAA!" the digimon from behind shouted as well, equally startled.

Jumping back, Zachary got away from it and Panthermon growled, facing the floating digimon as he stumbled in the air as Zachary tore his jacket free from his grip. Grabbing his digivice, he read the digimon's data quickly as it popped up. "Bakamon, indeed! Champion-level, Virus type. " he growled, upset to have been snuck up on from behind.

Panthermon growled at the ghost, alarmed that they might be attacked by the champion level fiend. "Zachary, digivolve time!"

"WAAAAIT!" the ghost wailed, and covered his head with his sheet-like arms. "DON'T HURT ME!"

A sudden pause was in the air as Zachary lowered his digivice and Panthermon stopped growling. "Um... what?" he asked.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you. Please, don't hurt me!" Bakamon begged, actually now hiding from Zachary and Panthermon by a series of drapes hanging nearby. "I was just curious who you were. I thought you were a ghost too with that cape."

Zachary and Panthermon exchanged looks at one another. It seemed this Bakamon was an oddity among its kind. Most Bakamon loved to scare people, torment even terrorize them. This one was... actually a bit of a scady cat and polite. At the very least, he didn't seem hostile. Putting away his digivice, Zachary calmly took a step closer to the Bakamon. "Um... it's okay. Calm down. Sorry we startled you. YOu kind of startled us too. Really, we won't hurt you unless you wanted to fight of course."

The Bakamon shook his head. "No. I don't want to fight! " the ghost said, peeking out from his hiding place. "Really. "

It was an odd situation as Zachary and Panthermon wordlessly exchanged looks, but they both had the same thought. He was rather harmless for a champion level digimon for now. "Um... its okay. I'm Zachary, and this is my friend Panthermon. Nice to meet you. YOu don't have to be afraid of us. " he said.

Pathermon let out a growl-like sight but nodded. He still kept his guard up. It could be a ruse or trick... but for the time being Zachary wished to reach out to the 'friendly ghost'.

[Leyton Thomson]

Leyton stopped, hearing a familiar voice coming from the foyer, ugh not that guy... "Hey Krys, I gotta go, but to answer your question nah, he's actually pretty timid. You're gonna have a goody two shoes joining you soon, he's pretty weak so don't be afraid to KO him Darric." Leyton opened the glass door and went into the garden. "Be good! Peace" he called closing the glass door behind him.

Why was he fleeing the scene? He didn't want anything to do with little Zachary and his weakling of a partner just yet. Scaling the back wall, he jumped into the night, reading to whatever else the world had in store for him.

EXIT

[Krysta Fyalke]

Silence is golden For truth is rarely spoken 0179-- Krysta Fyalke Krysta jumped as she heard the yell. Her gaze going to the foyers doorway. It quickly went back to Leyton though. He said his farewells rather hastily. Did he not like the person who had screamed? "Well, got rid of one and gained one. Should we go check and see who it is?" Darric said jumping a few steps. "Cold...and yes." Krysta wrote and showed. "Just in case...." Darric said then digivolved to Missimon. Krysta got up and walked beside Darric. She peeked out into the hall at the group. A white floating sheet? Must be bakemon. Then a big black cat....panther. And a young man. Did this world have more men then women? She walked up to them. She would have said hello but of course she was a mute. She looked to Darric who got the hint. "Hi there." He said as they approached. "Names Darric and this is Krysta." he said and motioned to his partner. She gave a polite smile and nod.

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[Zachary Scryer]

(WTF Did Sked go? I thought he wanted to meet and fight.) 

Zachary and Panthermon's questioning of the Bakamon seemed simple enough and no harm was coming to anyone. THat was good. Zachary by nature preferred working things out oppose to fighting, unless it was for fair sportsmanship. However the conversation was soon interrupted by the sound of a voice speaking to them. 

The two turned around to see a young woman, a few years older than Zachary. She seemed nice on the surface, despite her somewhat reserved and quiet demeanor. What was odd was her digimon partner, a small machine-like digimon fluttering beside her with his thrusters in the air. the little guy introduced himself as Darric and the woman with him as Krysta. 

Zachary took out his digivice and soon the screen popped up as Panthermon's eyes fixed in on Missimon. "Missimon. An in-training machine digimon. Sleak little guy," Zachary commented as he saw the little guy on his D-Power. Putting it away, he soon greeted the two with a smile. "Um. Hi there. Nice to meet you. YOu here exploring too?" he asked.

Showing his digivice, he showed the radar window. "I thought I would find others in here too. I could pick up your digivice signal. Wasn't there another person with you?" he asked, looking around as well.

Panthermon didn't say anything yet. OUt of the two of them, his partner digimon was the more protective and cautious of them. After a bit he would lighten up, but still he always kept on guard for both of their sakes.

"So what brings you two here? Oh, I'm Zachary, by the way." He greeted with a friendly wave.

Krysta Fyalke

[Krysta Fyalke]

Silence is golden For truth is rarely spoken 0162-- Krysta Fyalke "Yeah, a guy named Leyton. He left a few moments ago when he heard the yell. I think he got scared." Darric chuckled. "I was here cleaning. It's a really nice house. I was thinking of living here...if allowed." Krysta wrote out and showed her notepad. "Err, for the record she is a mute. Born without vocal cords." Darric said answering the question he knew was there. "Can I pet you?" Krysta wrote out and showed again. She loved cats and seeing the panther like digimon made her want to pet him. She took care of a lot of stray cats back home. "So, you're here exploring? Don't know what you expect to find." Darric said shrugging slightly. "Mostly dust. Though there is a garden and pond out back. Really overgrown though."

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No idea he left another thread with me as well. I think he is trying to cut back.

[Zachary Scryer]

The mention of Leyton made Zachary gasp and take a step back, and Panthermon growl out of instinct at the reminder of that horrid man. It was the guy they had fought in the tournament just less than a week ago! The man insulted them at the end, demoralized Zachary and not to mention in a tight match beaten him. Even go as far as nearly destroyed Panthermon. "LEYTON?! That jack-ass was here?" Zachary said, exclaimed and shocked to hear that.

It probably who was the other digivice signal was from-- but luckily he was gone. Zachary sighed as he regained his composure and focused on the two before him. There was little doubt they were anything like him. The girl seemed nice. HOwever, it was a throw when she wrote something instead of just speaking. Said she wanted to live there, and before Zachary could even ask-- he was then interrupted by the Missimon. He said she was mute, and Zachary felt a deep sense of sympathy for the woman. It was probably hard for her.

"I'm so sorry. But you can hear me thought right? Its good I can still communicate with you." He asked, afraid it was also a case where one's senses were deaf as well as mute. A rare but real case. But the fact she was mute was not a bother in the least to Zachary. Neither it was to Panthermon.

It was funny as she asked if she could pet Panthermon. Without even a reply, Panthermon approached Krysta and let out a soft 'purr' sound. It seemed Panthermon had a good judge of character as he soon got next to her and nudged his head against her, rubbing against her after like how a real cat showed affection to its owner. Zachary chuckled a bit at this, glad to see Panthermon had lowered his guard enough to allow her to pet him. Panthermon was very reserved to those who petted him. One person who tried without his permission-- rather crossing personal boundaries-- ended up getting mauled by him and leaving him scratched up. A reasonable reaction since the guy violated his space.

But this girl, kind enough to ask, Panthermon was happy to do. That and perhaps he had a thing for the ladies Smooth cat and all of that.

As Panthermon was petted by the woman, the little digimon asked them why they were exploring-- all the while the scardy Bakamon hid behind the drapes. "I am relatively new to the digital world and spend more time back home in the Real World. However, I take time to explore to map out the digital world and meet new people, especially tamers like you and me." He said. "Anyway, there is always something important to consider when exploring the digital world. But if i may ask, why do you wanna live here? THis is a home for many ghost digimon too. Unless you don't mind scary ghastly digimon haunting you--- Oh! Sorry, i mean no offense Bakamon!" Zachary added, turning to the shy Bakamon behind him.

Finally secure enough to come out, Bakamon floated next to Zachary. "Oh, none taken." he said kindly.

Krysta Fyalke

[Krysta Fyalke]

Silence is golden For truth is rarely spoken 0270-- Krysta Fyalke They both looked surprised at his words about Leyton. Krysta didn't mind him though he seemed a player a bit. Darric shrugged it off. The guy is rather friendly with girls. He could only imagine how he was with other men. Both figured he could be difficult though. Krysta smiled and nodded as he asked if she could hear him. She put down her notepad as panthermon approached. Her fingers gently stroked the panthers head scratching along his head and chin. She loved the feel of fur. "Honestly I don't think she is afraid of anything are you?" Darric asked his tamer. He also questioned why she wanted to live here of all places. Krysta got a thoughtful look on her face. She stopped petting panthermon and picked back up her notepad. "No not really.... I get startled sometimes. And I dislike a lot of things like spiders but there is nothing i'm really scared of." She wrote with a practiced and quick hand. She showed it. "Yeah.... she's a rarity." Darric chuckled. Krysta put back down her notepad and went back to petting panthermon. Maybe her digimon would grow fur too. She hoped so...she also hoped he would abandon the dangerous weapon look. She still had no idea how she could explain having a small missile or bomb. "She's more interested in making her own notch in this world than in discovering everything about it." Darric said his gaze turning to Bakemon. "Though i guess we'd have to ask the local ghost population first." He said chuckling.

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[Zachary Scryer]

Zachary was curious about what he said about his partner. "What do you mean making your own notch in the world?" Zachary asked, curious of her reason being in the digital world. Some came here willingly, some fell in. He didn't know her back story, but he knew she was someone genuinely nice. Hense Panthermon snuggling up to her. After which she wrote down more and Panthermon sat himself down between them.

The Bakamon got a bit more friendly and fluttered in the space between them, just now curious about the others around him. He felt safer now next to others. At the mention of the other ghosts now though, he did speak up. "Oh! Those guys. Well... they don't take kindly to many outsiders. A very creepy person used to live here. No idea where he is now, but he was CREEPY. Anyway, I don't know about the others living here."

Whhhooooooooooo...

The Missimon's request to ask the ghost population was not well responded to as the ghostly wail echoed through the hallway.

"You had to say it, didn't you?" Panthermon replied with an irritated growl at the machine digimon floating in the air.

The Bakamon looked around too, cautious. "Oh no! The others are coming! We gotta go before the Boss comes!" Bakamaon warned, fluttering through the air and down the hallway. "This way! Hurry!"

Clearly, something spooked the ghost and the moaning sounds were beginning to sound closer and closer.

Looking around, Zachary had the feeling they were in danger too. "I'm getting a bad feeling about this. Come on!" he urged Krystia and Darric. Panthermon as well hurried after them, urging them away.

There was no telling just what kind of danger would be in here.

"Darric, one digimon to another-- please tell me your in training form is just for show. Can you fight?" the panther growled in earnest for the danger that was likely to come.

Krysta Fyalke

(OOC: I hope its cool I tossed in some action to come. If not, ill correct.)

[Krysta Fyalke]

Silence is golden For truth is rarely spoken 0211-- Krysta Fyalke "Hmm, well she isn't rich or famous. From what i understand she is alone but for me." Darric shrugged. "Looking for a place to belong isn't a bad thing. But she really has no sense of danger." Darric chuckled at this. He looked to Bakemon as it spoke. He figured that was a no on their part. Not exactly the most friendly types. The first ghostly noise sent everyone on edge but Krysta. She continued petting Panthermon but looked around. She wondered where they were. "Well that's ominous." Darric said. Darric needed no encouragement to follow after the friendly ghost. Krysta though followed hesitantly. Just as he had said she had no sense of danger. "I wish this form was for show. I'm only a few days old though."  Darric said. Darric felt on edge now. He really couldn't protect his tamer from champions even if he evolved. Let alone what ever their leader was. "I'll do my part." He said confidently despite that though. He just had to be smarter. Work smarter not harder.

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Nope no problem. In fact I had been planning on adding Skullsatamon as their leader. Have a real skeleton in the closet you know XD