Home alone [Closed/On invitation]

[Laila Lancaster]

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The month of July was always a pleasant one to experience, that time when the spring season seemed to be entering the first days of summer. As a child Laila always loved summer, it were the days that she'd spend with her parents in the garden of her family estate. However, those days the month of July had become just a simple month within the year to her. Although most of the Lancaster residence had been preserved, the damaged sections of the estate repaired by the goodwill of her mentor and colleagues of her parents and grandparents there was still a lingering scar upon the building. It was not a physical scar mind you, in fact it was the opposite: the scar was one of the heart. An emotional scar had been left behind with the murder of her family and the emptiness of the residence was a hollow feeling.

A lonely sigh escaped the girl's lips, as she tossed her body onto its side, raising her hands from beneath the blanket to look at them, the darker patches on the back of her hands making her cringe lightly. The burns she suffered as a child when her house was set ablaze by the crime syndicate had never recovered entirely, and while they didn't hurt she still found them unsightly. A sign of weakness, a symbol of her failure, of course a part of her did know she was in no way to blame for the loss of her family.

"Good morning La-mama~"

A cheerful voice drawn her attention away, raising her body upright to see an Angewomon, seemingly occupied carrying what appeared to be a large silver plate. The scent was unmistakable tea, a swift sniff of the scent suggesting Darjeeling, one of her favorite brands. Letting out a little yawn, barely covered by her hand Laila rose from under the blankets as she approached the small table that the Angewomon had placed the silver plate down at, noticing that she even had brought some cookies to come along with it.

"Good morning Terina, you certainly must be in a good mood to spoil me so early in the morning."

A bright smile emerged on the angel's lips as she watched her tamer take a sip from the tea, clearly savoring the taste. It was only after several light sips and a quick nip at one of the cookies that Laila started speaking once more.

"Did you brew this tea Terina?"

The Angewomon shook her head in return to the inquiry, making Laila tilt her head to the side for a moment, as if trying to figure out the answer to her own question.

"Heh~ I see how it went. Coco brewed the tea, but was too shy to bring it herself?"

In response to the question Terina grinned sheepishly, seemingly excited to answer the question with a cheerful and melodious voice.

"Yep, pretty much. She said that with La-mama sleeping so nicely she'd be tempted to crawl in beside you, but she decided against it until La-mama's next paycheck comes in."

Ah right, she did promise that next time DATS paid her for her work that she would be getting an upgrade to her digivice so that she could disguise her Digimon with human appearances. The girls did want to visit the city and all, but with Digimon still being considered a secret existence she was certain it would be better to get them a disguise first, an angel and a devil girl would surely draw attention otherwise.

"Where is Coco now? I'll go and get changed so we can meet up with her."

As their conversation continued she had already finished showering, having just changed into her usual outfit while pulling on her gloves.

"Coco is observing an intruder right now."

Laila simply nodded her head in response to those words, but only a moment later realized what the Angewomon was talking about.

"An Intruder?"

Terina was quick to reply, gesturing at the window nearby, and as Laila approached it she could see a white-haired lad climbing over the entree gate! Wow, from such a height that young man certainly had quite some physical training. Still, what in the world would someone be doing here, and entering through the front? She was uncertain whether it would be labeled as brave or foolish, but it didn't matter. she was intrigued by this intruder, and by the time her 'guest' had arrived at the front-yard of the estate Laila had opened the door leading inside, accompanied by the Angewomon by her side while feeling a light breeze from above, the Ladydevimon descending from the rooftop.

"You certainly don't look like the mailman."

Although her tone was calm and refined, almost lady-like Laila did find herself slightly amused at this peculiar presence, did the man realize he was intruding into the residence of a DATS member?

### | Leyton Thomson

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[Leyton Thomson]

I AM NOT A BAD MAN even though i do bad things The white hair was always fascinated with the UK, as he would visit his Nonna (Grandmother) in London annually with his mother, though this year he was alone, being that his parents had put him out of their home in New York just a year ago. Luckily for him, he had managed to scrape up more than enough money to make a round trip for a two-week visit.   His mother would get him to laze inside of his grandmother’s pool house claiming that he would do nothing but cause trouble if he were to go into city alone, so instead of touring the city he would lounge around reading magazines and eating goodies. This time, however, was different, this time, he would visit the city and have a day of fun and debauchery.   Strolling down one of the less that busy sidewalks of the Big smoke, he would look up at all of the buildings; wondering who or what he could get into. Maybe he could fight a stranger in a bar or something. Who could guess? For the time being London was his oyster to loiter in. His only problem was where to start. His ebony eyes would scan the exterior of the many buildings around him. “Let’s see… Which one of these places screams “no skulking.” his tongue would slide across his dried lips.   After what seemed like hours of treading the streets of London his eyes finally set a gaze on an extensive plot of land set away from the busier part of city, he couldn’t tell how big the estate was, but it was more than enough to give him the thrill he longed for. Licking his tongue once again, he jogged up to the entry gate of the manor. Who could have lived there? A Duke? The descendant of a king? Maybe an oil tycoon? It didn’t matter; the rambunctious youth was going to find a way in to find out.   The gate was high, standing maybe ten-fifteen feet high? It was a total rimshot, being he was terrible with estimates, for all he knew it could have been maybe twelve feet? The height was irrelevant, what was relevant was that he was going to scale it and snoop around that house in the name of curiosity.   “Okay, I can do this,” he took a deep breath and stretched his arms, crossing them across his torso, before squatting to make his legs limber. Beginning in a squat, he surged upward, trying to grip the gate’s bars at the highest point he could reach. Two daring hands clung to the bars, a good foot from the top, now crossing into the property was a manor of shimmying. “And one!” his left hand slid up the pole gripping the peak of the gate, latching onto the curved design. He let out a relieved sigh, satisfied with his lack of plummeting back to the ground.   His eyes kept onto the top of the entry, “And two!” his other hand spring upward, Leyton momentarily dangling from the bar. His second hand gripped one of the curves; the hard part was over, but now it was a game of upper body strength. “I can do this…” he pulled himself upward, forcing his upper body over the apex, stomach resting on the top bar.  “And just like that I am- oh shit!” he fell forward, falling to the ground below. Tucking his head inward he rolled onto the floor, standing up and posing like a gymnast who had finished a series of moves. “Woo!”   "You certainly don't look like the mailman."  The sudden disturbance made the white hair break his stance, and whip his head in the voice’s direction… “W-whoa!” he fell back, backing into the gate. “Hold on I can explain why I’m here…” he couldn’t, not at all, other than wanting to get a cheap thrill from skipping across someone’s garden. “I-I, uh.” his mind went blank, this lady wasn't exactly a "Duke." but a dame!  "Erm, I'm just" he slicked his hair back, "Chillin'"

-tag- Laila Lancaster -words- ### -notes- A wild Leyton has appeared, hide your women!

MADE BY VEL OF GS & Elaina

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[Laila Lancaster]

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"Go right ahead."

Her tone still remained the same, tapping a foot lightly on the stone tiles that led toward the building behind her, eyes focused onto Leyton as she seemed to await his response. Usually there were two type of scenarios this could lead into. When a suspect was caught red-handed they became so nervous they messed up in the most glorious of ways, or they pretty much started to go silent. Amusingly enough Leyton did the former.

"Quite a peculiar place to be chilling at, don't you agree?"

No change in her tone, still a calm and refined expression upon her face as the two female Digimons stood beside her, eyeing the lad with a hint of interest in their eyes. It was only for a moment, but once she briefly looked sideways at the Angewomon she inquired with a hint of curiosity.

"I wonder what the usual punishment for trespassing would be..."

The Angewomon raised a hand toward her face, lightly tapping a finger against her cheek as if she seemed to be thinking of the answer her tamer asked. In the meanwhile Laila turned her focus back onto the Ladydevimon, humming out aloud.

"Perhaps it's even more severe considering he is entering the residency of a DATS agent?"

Oh, she certainly was having fun dealing with the lad she had just caught red-handed, but it was time for her to finally stop teasing him, stepping a bit closer to look at him more closer.

"Hmm, I remember your face. Leyton Thompson, you're making one a name for yourself in the Digital World lately, especially that recent shooting incident made your name go around. Either way..."

She paused for a moment, turning her back toward Leyton as she took a step into the direction of the house.

"Come inside, as long as you don't take home some 'souvenirs' I'll ignore your trespassing. It's been a while since the estate saw some visitors, even if unexpected like yourself."

She raised a hand to her lips, as if to stifle a laugh while she continued her walk, the Angewomon lowering a hand toward Leyton to help him upright while the Ladydevimon was quick to chase after her tamer.

"Big place, isn't it? My family has lived here for generations. Grandparents officially earned it after they helped with some stuff in the last war. Since then this place is known as the 'Lancaster Estate'. By the way, my name is Laila, Laila Lancaster."

She added the last bit with a subtle hint of a darker tone in her voice as they reached the entrance hall of the mansion, making her soon address the lad again.

"Saw your match against Adam Jackson, and the shadow-wielding girl, you're quite a spectacle to behold. Unfortunately I couldn't stay for the finals and the Bronze Match, work called me. Anyways, how did it go? Some of my colleagues secretly were betting on you to win the Bronze Match, but I didn't hear from them yet."

### | Leyton Thomson

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[Leyton Thomson]

I AM NOT A BAD MAN even though i do bad things “Uh.” his mind was drawing blank, how could he respond to her nonchalant attitude about this situation? He, a foreigner and unwelcomed guest jumped her fence and is now ‘chilling’ on her gate. The fact she was so calm was relieving, maybe she’ll let him off of the hook with a warning, or a light slap on the wrist “Well-” his voice trailed off as two other women joined the first.  There was no way for him to get out of this situation, his hands still hurt from lunging up the gate the first time, that and there was no doubt in his mind she would just drag him back down. What could he say without sounding like a moron looking for some fun? Nothing, well maybe she would buy that he’s a big fan of hers, though he didn’t even know her name. “Well, you see I-” his voice trailed off as two stunning women joined the equally beautiful girl. There was no way for him to get out of this situation, his hands still hurt from lunging up the gate the first time, that and there was no doubt in his mind she would just drag him back down. What could he say without sounding like a moron looking for some fun? Nothing, well maybe she would buy that he’s a big fan of hers, though he didn’t even know her name. “Well, you see I-” his voice trailed off as two stunning women joined the equally beautiful girl. Leyton’s dry lips would curl into a nervous smile; there were three women in front of him two of which possess a mass of powers capable of turning him into a pile of ash in a matter of what he could assume would be seconds. He would snap his fingers trying to come up with an excuse before his heart with sink at the mention of punishment and nearly jumping out of his chest at the word severe. “D-D-D-Dats?” Jail, he was going to jail, or he was going to be killed probably the latter. He was a rat cornered by three alley cats, three hot alley cats, what a way to go, what a world. The middle woman stepped forward peering down at him, his reflective pools staring into hers, “Let it be swift.” he mumbled closing his eyes, his heart couldn’t take anymore, all he wanted was for them to make an example of him for any future fence hoppers. Amazingly she didn’t harm him, in fact, she knew him? “I am?” he hadn’t realized anything he had done was relevant in the Digital world, yeah he took a bullet, and went right back to work, but he didn’t expect that news of his ‘heroics’ would spread so quickly. “Um” he attempted to offer her a reply, but before he could speak she gave him an invitation to enter her home. “Sure.” his smile returned as he let out a sigh, “I would love to see your hoooome- whoa.” The Angewomon before him stifled his train of thought, her radiance, elegance, grace, beauty, even if she had a mask on, was too much for the white haired warrior. He wanted to faint, but no he couldn’t, he wouldn’t not until he got her name! A shaky hand grasping hers he stood up. “T-Thank you.” he beamed as the duo would follow the others. Leyton looked up at the Mansion, an impressed a whilst leaving his lips. She had to be the descendant of a Duke! Or a King even! “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Laila, I’m Leyton or uh you already knew that.” he let out an awkward chuckle, trying to keep his eyes off of the Angewomon accompanying him. The quartet would soon reaching the mansion’s hall, Leyton’s jaw dropped open at the very sight. “Wow.” He would blush at her praise, cheeks becoming flushed red as he would scratch the back of his head, “Oh I don't know about all that, I mean I did okay heh. Oh uh, yes I won the Bronze match took a little longer than I would have liked but yep, I’m the bronze medal.” What could he ask, “Sooo, these are your partners, they’re very uh…. Beautiful, I mean you’re all beautiful, but you guys are like a beauty trio, I think I picked the right house’s fence to jump.”

-tag- @username -words- ### -notes- Dunt hert meh

MADE BY VEL OF GS & Elaina

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[Laila Lancaster]

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"I see, so you were the bronze medal for the tournament."

She mused softly, thinking idly about the way the competition had gone. Leyton Thompson, a Digimon called Blight and finally the mysterious shadow-manipulating girl called Reikiko. The top three of the tournament was peculiar to say the least, and she had to admit she was fascinated by each of the individuals that reigned supreme over their opponents. She paused as they entered the grand hall, paintings decorating the walls, a long carpet spreading over the floor toward the staircase and the chandelier above them really giving the place an expensive look. Leyton's question had not gone unnoticed, nor were the subtle gazes aimed at her Angewomon.

"Yep~ We are La-mama's partners."

Terina was the one to reply directly to Leyton's inquiry, a graceful twist in the air being made as she ascended a little in the air and finally landed on the edge of the stair's railing, legs folded over one another as she easily kept her balance, while the Ladydevimon moved behind her tamer, a bit less at ease than her sister was.

"I been with them for nine years already, although the Digitama only hatched a year ago. Actually, I guess it's almost been two years already."

When Laila finished saying those words she started to turn sideways at the stairs, seemingly gesturing at the large door that was at the side, and upon approaching it Terina already took flight, easily hovering down to Laila's side once more as the girl opened the door, seemingly leading into a spacious living room, their destination appearing to be a pair of soft sofas near the large windows, and upon arriving there she took a seat, the angel and devil girl taking a seat at each of her sides.

"However, I'm certain the girls will be quite pleased to hear your compliments."

Laila's comment was accompanied by a cheerful smile of the Angewomon, and a seemingly more bashful reaction from the Ladydevimon whose cheeks flushed up a light red color. However, after a pause she soon continued their conversation, seemingly raising a rather interesting comment.

"Although Terina and Coco aren't regular Digimon. They were in fact Digimon made using a genetic code, my own DNA as a catalyst to convert into data. You likely heard them refer to me as 'mama' rather than 'master' or whatever term other tamers use. That's because I am literally their mother. It's the result of my parents research in an attempt to learn more about what makes Digimon, well 'Digimon'. There have been cases before of people trying to create artificial Digimon, but to create a Digimon out of the genetic code of a human? That was an entire different league of research. It's for that reason they also took much longer to hatch, and that they are able to retain their Ultimate forms without much effort. The usual 'common' logic we use with Digimon has been warped entirely by this experiment, what is why the girls are rather fascinating in their own ways."

### | Leyton Thomson

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[Leyton Thomson]

I AM NOT A BAD MAN even though i do bad things The bronze medal was nothing to brag about, but in the company of such lovely ladies, it would make for a ‘mediocre’ accolade. Perhaps he could talk about how he managed to destroy Zachary, no, women didn’t like bragging… They liked humble men, well then again it probably depended on the woman. “Yep~ We’re La mama’s partners.” La mama? He thought tilting his head; that was a fancy nickname. Maybe she was like a mother to them? Found them when they were young perhaps? Maybe he could ask them what it meant. Though for now his attention was fixated on the grace of the Angewomon; elegantly, smoothly, gracefully, she moved with ease every movement fluent in her decision onto the rails of the staircase. The other young woman, the Devimon, seemed a bit more bashful, taking behind her partner. Leyton couldn’t blame her, he was… A real mess, especially after he had just technically broke into her home. “They were only Digitama a year ago? That’s amazing,” he’d compliment them, folding one arm under the other, he placed a hand under his chin examining the Lady Devimon first. What was her story… Why so shy? Maybe it was him? He proceeded to follow the trio up the stairs, soon stopping in front of a large door. Biggest door Leyton had ever seen, was it mahogany? “Maaaaaahogany,” he muttered as it opened, on the other side of the door was a living room, a living room that made his little apartment look like a dumpster coated with extra trash. Leyton stood behind the couch across from the ladies; it’d be rude just to plop down on someone’s couch. He placed his arms behind his back like a guard of sorts, chin up. “Well the three of you are a delightful sight,” he spoke clearly, voice deepened, “Again, I have to say I’m lucky to have ‘fell’ into the graces of three attractive women like yourselves.” His eye caught the reactions of the two Digimon; Terina was more reserved with a preprocessing smile, again displaying her grace and elegance, while Coco gave an adorable reaction, her cheeks becoming flustered. Did he do that? Honestly it as the first time he had ever gotten a woman to blush ever. Leyton listened attentively to Laila’s words, they were… Beyond exciting but astonishing, Digimon made with the DNA of a human being. He scampered across the couch, taking a knee in front of the trio or at least next to the coffee table, his eyes fixated on Coco as she sat before him. His eyes scanned her every curve and visual trait. “That’s astounding.” would he be able to get a Digimon? If he were to lose his spirit… Could he perhaps gain a partner? “That is truly astonishing; I must say I have seen nothing like you nor your partners. Your relationship must be leagues above those I’ve seen so far. And I must agree, but I would say more than fascinating, I’d say incredible.”

-tag- Laila Lancaster -words- ### -notes-

MADE BY VEL OF GS & Elaina

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