In Memory [Wild Cards]

[Nicholas Hyde]

Hyde wasn't really one to care too much about his appearance. However, today was a 'special occasion' of sorts. Granted, it was one the lanky man would rather do without. He put the finishing touches on his hair, making himself look as pristine and proper as the occasion called for. He glanced back, seeing Hyde finishing up polishing her visor, seeing it catch the light. One would think they were going out to a party or a wedding or something. But today was a much more somber occasion.

Leyton Thompson was dead.

Hyde wouldn't be the last person to admit he didn't have much love for the white haired spirit wielder. The man was obnoxious at the best of times. However, he was still one of their own, and thus deserved proper respect. Hyde had heard he was killed during a battle in Triton City. Seemed appropriate that he would die fighting, as any good warrior should. Still, he would have preferred if he hadn't died at all.

As such, he was putting on a memorial service in his honour. They couldn't get a hold of his body, the SS wouldn't allow it. But they could still put this on for him. Once Sable was done, she looked up at Hyde, silently asking if it was time. Hyde nodded and they headed for the door. The service was to be held outside, on the upper platform. He silently wondered how many would turn up for it. Better be all of them. It was only proper dammit!

[Drum]

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Sky above me. Earth below me. Fire within me. "Papa... What would you have done in my stead?" Drum muttered as he looked at himself in the mirror, he had made sure to clean his armor so it would shine and look proper and taken care of, nevermind that he usually did it always twice a week so it wouldn't run or crack in places but today was special, after all, one of their own just died on the battlefield. Would his Father have cared for the white-haired man? Maybe, maybe not. His Father was a strange man when it came to his emotions, he cared for each of his children deeply and also for his subordinates but he had a rather strict way of showing it sometimes... "Get it together, Drum." The Mini Dragon said as he patted his cheeks to focus on the present and not one that man. "Right, time to face the music." Sighing harshly through his nose the Rookie Level Digimon walked out of his quarters and up towards the upper platform of the oil rig where the ceremony would start once everyone got there. Which would hopefully be everyone, they might not have liked Leyton but at least he deserved some sort of closure, maybe... Nicholas Hyde Odette Delacroix Karisa FERGHUS DegasVilku

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[DegasVilku]

Degas Vilku

Heart Breaker

Degas flicked out his black dress and pulled down the black netted visor.  Tilting hit hat he was ready to look like a widower. He didn't know the guy well but playing the widower and adding some fun to his funeral could be fun. The guy had mood swings like nuts Degas was sure he'd laugh at this.

'And I just groan. You are an idiot beyond comparison.' Oh hush it wasn't like many girls were going to be there. Had to even the odds a little. 'Excuses excuses.' Then stop complaining he had a million of them.

He made his way up the metallic stirs his heels clicking against the metal. A black hanky laced in golden thread in one hand to catch fake tears. performance of a lifetime? Maybe, he should get an oscar.

'More like a bullet to the head. Why am I paired with you?' Because he only had the basest of desires. Food, money, and sex. Who needs anything more? 'Right...'

He stepped up onto the platform to see Nicky, his partner and Drum already there. All so prim and proper. Degas couldn't help but to smile under the netting. He gives a polite wave and wanders over.

"Poor Leyton. Gone too soon and so young." Degas said holding his hanky tight to his chest.

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[FERGHUS]

Human funerals were an odd form of remembering a deceased being. Yet, the old lion couldn't help but respectfully do himself up in a manner befitting this memorial. Last time Ferghus wore a black suit and tie was, well, that was few and far between. Years even! True, being a digimon he could've easily just gone shirtless as he always did. But damn his stubborn insistence on waiting in that tailor shop for an hour! Cost him a job and half's pay rate on top of it. Nearly thirteen feet of lion man wasn't easy to get a custom made suit for, and simply transforming into DonLeomon wouldn't have made a good impression.

And this bottle of hair gel! Geez, he had to use nearly half the fucking bottle JUST to straighten out his mane! He grasped a whole area of his mane sticking out from under his chin, patting it down and sliding his hands across the fur, "Urrgh... look like a fuckin' shady business feller. God damnit." Reaching over to the edge of his long, makeshift nightstand, Ferghus wiped his hands clean with an overused towel. Hair gel was a lot more grime ridden than he remembered. Of course, he didn't make it a point to use it on a regular basis.

Eye stared into the mirror in front of him, equally old and ragged as the old man. Forearms rested against his thighs, slouched over in some form of trance or contemplation. Only one clue hinted towards his body's status. Bags under his good eye screamed at the Leomon to get some rest. He'd gotten little of it as of late. Partly to his own faults, of course. Ferghus couldn't help but work, get payed, spend his pay, and repeat. A sigh escaped his jaws as his right hand raised to rub his eye. About time to got this bullshit over with.

Out of his makeshift room, and lumbering towards the upper platform, he made his way to join everyone. At least he hoped everyone that could be there would arrive. He'd be giving more than earfuls to the slackers. Like Leyton, the king of slackers. That white haired, digimon wannabe idiot who got himself killed and caused this Memorial to happen in the first place! "Boy... yew best slack off gewd wherever yer headin'," the Leomon grumbled, half shocked to notice his willingness to have that kid slack off, even in the afterlife.

[Karisa]

Karisa laid down as she looked at the sky upon the beach and lifted her arm up to look at her finger. She made a small smile as she looked at the ring, wondering if it was alright. She waited to hear from Layton again as she hoped what she told him last time, he didn't take it by heart. She felt close to him in such time that they knew each other, like brother and sister. Her free hand that wasn't being close to her face, reached into her pocket and looked at her phone as she was messaged. ''What's this...?'' she questioned as she would see a message sent to her. Come to the base. Wear something black. She was looking at the number, seeing it as random. ''Do...do I listen?'' she questioned. 'Do it...' the dark one spoke within her thoughts. She nodded, let both of her arms lay against her sides and stood up.

Slowly Karisa leaned down to grab her suitcase, go to the changing room and then looked at Naku, who was laying against a tree in his angel form. ''Naku...we're being summoned for some reason.'' she spoke to him confused. He nodded and got up. Karisa on the other hand, went and changed to her dress of fine black material. Her hair was fully down, silk silver shimmering upon the heavens, her eyes shined like carefully carved jewels and her facial expression stayed calm. She would walk out to see Naku looking down at her, with a smile. ''Are you ready?'' he asked in a sincere darkening voice. ''Hai.'' she spoke and nodded. Naku would lean down, bent his knee so she would hold onto him. He would fly over the ocean and to the base to see people she knew. 'Hyde? Ferghus? Drum? Why were there tables around like that? Why was there a picture of Layton? Of onii?! What was going on?!

Something within her felt like bursting as her eyes glared. Naku stayed in the sky, waiting for her to say to land or not. ''L-let's go see what...what is going on. I don't want to make guesses.'' she spoke to him. He nodded, going down to then now be by the door. Naku, in his 15 ft tall form would stand by the door. His wings would close as Karisa would be next to him. Her eyes looked at them all. Her eyes felt like watering already when her heart knew, before her mind. ''W-what is the meaning of this?...'' she questioned seriously in her soft voice. Karisa gritted her teeth as she would look around between the three (the others not being there yet) and waited. The darker one waited for her freedom to be unlocked, waited to be told on what she already knew, before the lightful one did...


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[Nicholas Hyde]

As Hyde approached the area where they had set up the service, he would see Degas, Drum and Ferghus approaching as well. Hyde resisted the urge to facepalm when he saw what the spirit wielder was wearing. Was he seriously dressed in drag at a funeral? He had no idea if he was being serious or joking around, but a part of him wanted to smack him upside the head with his mechanical arm. At least Ferghus had dressed for the occasion, wearing a suit and actually doing up his mane with gel. He couldn't imagine that it would have been easy. A real class act.

However, things were going to take a major turn when Karisa showed up. He would expect the girl to be hit hardest by this, considering that Leyton was like a brother to her. However, what she said caught him by surprise. She didn't even know that he was dead! Why hadn't she been informed!? Now it was up to him to explain the grim manner to her. He slowly walked up to her. "Karisa," he said, his voice even and solemn, "We had received word that Leyton has been killed. He died during a battle that happened in Triton City. I'm sorry," He then went quiet, letting the information sink in. He knew how she would react, and he couldn't blame her. Still, he braced himself for the incoming outburst.

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[Drum]

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Sky above me. Earth below me. Fire within me. The Mini Dragon looked up from the ground towards the others when he finally stopped mulling with his own thoughts and took notice of the others walking towards the upper floor, the Rookie Level looking even more tiny compared to the giants around him. "Execution 5/10. Clothes 9/10." Drum said towards Degas with a weak smirk crossing his muzzle; an obvious attempt to lift the mood however futile it was. Looking to the side he spotted Ferghus and couldn't help but stare at how primp and proper the normally rugged Digimon looked, the suite was obviously a nice touch not to mention how his hair was slicked for the occasion. "Looking good; Roaring King." Drum said in lieu of a greeting, soon enough spotting Hyde and Sable waiting for them at the upper floor. "Sorry for the wait Hyde, Sable." Nodding at each in kind the Drumdramon waited for any more people to arrive and he didn't have to wait for long. Seeing how distressed Karisa looked while Naku merely loomed behind her made the Mini Dragon a bit apprehensive, specially when he heard tales from his Father and the Elders on how female Digimon (and thus female humans by association) could go from one mood to the other at the drop of a hat it was almost scary. He wasn't at all ashamed that Hyde was the bravest of them all and approached the girl with the sore news. He only hoped that she won't go out her rockets and kill them all in sheer despair and rage.

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Degas Vilku

Heart Breaker

Degas stuck his tongue out at the sarcastic Drum but smiled afterwards. At least he agreed with the outfit. Degas then turned and smiled at the prim and proper Leomon.  He walked over to him and stood beside him. 'Please don't...'

"Looking good there stud." Degas commented. His gaze not lingering on Ferghus to long though. After all he shouldn't come off needy on a day like this. though standing beside him like this. He was wanting to role play a white dress right about now. 'Facedesk...' What a funny image. Degas smile grew broader but he hid it behind his hanky.

Then the girl of the hour arrived. The poor dear looked a little distraught. He wondered if she was an angry mourner or a wailer. Both bad but wailers were easier to handle.

Nicky walked up to her with the news. Sad but true. They seemed close so he was sure Nicky could handle her unless she got out of hand. Stil he had a plan for the end of all this either way. He would just have to go get it when the ceremony or whatever was over.

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[FERGHUS]

"Both ya'll knock it off," the old man growled, his eye glaring beams towards Degas and Drum. He didn't expect the compliments from these two on the Leomon's attire, but he should've expected such knowing these two. Unfortunately he was too distracted by the boys' quips to each other to really get his mind set in gear, "This here ain't the time ter be goin' at each other. Ya'll best behave or Ah swear Ah'll whoop both ya'll so hard neither of ya'll are gonna sit right fer a month. GOT IT?" Grouchy. Perhaps even a bit too harsh on the Spirit User and Minidragon.

But Hyde appeared just in time. Things were about to start, and all they needed was Karisa and her partner. Speak of the devil, the two in question arrived just in time! Her angel landed on the platform, Ferghus a bit concerned noting how much taller Naku was than the lion himself. The old man didn't quite have the time to really observe differences in size back during the Tokyo nonsense. Yet here she was in front of the lion's eye, which was all that mattered. Except for the emotional state the girl seemed to be in. Ferghus knew the girl wouldn't take this well.

What helped was not having to be the one to share the unfortunate news. How much it helped in reality? Not much, as the Leomon found out on his own. Ferghus began to feel more and more uncomfortable with this situation. People die all the time, right? He didn't need to get worked up over the matter. Younger folks he gave a pass to though. They haven't lived long enough to experience much. Sighing, the lion figured he might as well try to be there for Karisa. Assuming Degas didn't get grabby of course.

He rested on one knee, trying to remove the intimidating factor regarding his height to the human. Ferghus's jaw twitched, hesitant. Something needed to be said, "Karisa... darlin'? Come on now, come 'ere. Yew can stay with me, if'n yew want. Ah don't mind it none."

[Karisa]

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Karisa looked at all of them as she waited for an answer. Something was going on within herself as if the darker self was just lurking around. Something was up, she knew that much now, even though she was slowly getting what has happened. Hyde kind of came up first to explain that they have received word about Leyton, dying during battle in Triton City. Her body just stood there like a statue. Her face became rather stoned, emotionless though and didn't move. 'Leyton...died?' she tried to compute this information as if her brain wasn't really taking it in. 'He...died? No...they must just be joking or thinking it was someone else.' she thought in a rather crazed way. Her eyes of red just darkened as her eye lids would shut half way. Her heart felt like it was flushing down into her stomach into the stomach acid to burn. Her eyes didn't blink as her arms just dangled against her sides.

After that change of event news, she would hear Ferghus then speak. It somewhat snapped her out of her darkened mind, but in a way it made it deeper. He offered for her to stay with him, but that's what Layton offered too. The only difference was that he was going to stay with her....but it didn't turn out that way...

Flashback of last time with Layton

He would be the only one she had that was like family, although she knew that he would maybe still try. She really thought about it and knew in the end that it would end the way it always ended, him disappearing, changing his mind or dead. She knew it would be the first one, but she didn't want to say anything. She continued to smile, not wanting to cry as the thought of her feeling that emptiness again...after thinking that she had someone. She did have Faust, but it was totally different. Looking at him one last time she would make a smile, sweet although filled with false happiness. ''Thank you for the offer, but I'm sorry...'' she spoke softly, wavering with sadness, although not showing and then turns away and leaves.

She remembered it all, as in the last moment with him. Her thoughts on him ending up that way was true for that fact. She did indeed felt a bond between them, she felt in denial though. She didn't want him hurt or to die, but he ended dead anyways! Why?! Why every time she finds someone to bond, felt close and family and all...they all die or disappear...? Her heart was twirling in swirls, burning up in lava as if it was molding into an unbreakable rock. She thought on Ferghus's offer, she knew that she had to just stay away from people or at least to not feel any bond. Naku was behind her, towering over her in his 15ft height. He waited for her command, for him to feel her emotions wanted to strike those that opposed her.

She continued to stand there, not caring if the others went back to what they were doing. As her mind cracked, her full lips would then curve into a toothy smile and started to giggle. Soon her giggle would turn into a rather crazed laughter, her arms wrapped around herself under her chest. Karisa would continue this for about a half of a minute and then lifted her head up.

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 Her eyes were solid as the red didn't shine. Her smile was dazed and her head tilted while looking towards Hyde and Ferghus, who were in front of her. Her arms went back to dangling against her side, her facial expression went to a soulless state. ''Naku...'' she spoke in her girly, but cold tone. ''Mmm?'' he questioned, tilting his head down to look at her. ''Vist nu ni aut viea laus tu.'' she spoke in some unknown language in her a rather womanly voice, unlike her usual girly tone. She would slowly walk passed them all.

Her long beautiful silver hair swaying back and forth, red shining eyes that were now solid and soulless eyes looking forward as she would sit in a chair. The wind would caress her cheek, twirl around her as some nature plant pieces would then fly away into the sky, making her head turn to look up at it. 'Just wait for me...' she thought and was then silent. Naku stood there at the same spot, looking at Hyde and Ferghus.He would then look forward and go towards Karisa, sitting on the bare ground close to her. He didn't know what to do about her now, besides do what she wishes...

[Nicholas Hyde]

At least he wasn't going at this alone, as Ferghus came by his side to offer his condolences and support to the girl. Hyde liked Ferghus. The guy was always there for you. And then, well, things took an unexpected, and rather dark turn. Instead of crying, instead of the understandable denial that came with losing a loved one, Karisa began laughing. And not just any regular laugh, but the laugh of someone completely losing their mind. A wave of unease went through the one eyed man, casting a glance at her partner nearby. Then the laughter died down, her face in a daze, as she walked past, said something to Naku in a language Hyde didn't understand and then sit down. Hyde wasn't sure how to react. He was worried she might go completely insane and order Naku to nuke everyone in sight.

Then, out of the blue, Sable approached the girl, looking up at her sympathetically. "Miss Karisa," she spoke up, "I...I know how you feel. We've lost a loved one too." She wasn't sure about the others, but she knew she and Hyde had suffered the same pain Karisa most likely was right now. She reached out, taking a hand gently. "You're not alone..."

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[Drum]

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Sky above me. Earth below me. Fire within me. Drum cowered under the Leomon's tirade, almost whimpering at having the man loom over him with his imposing size. He knew that his poor attempt to lift the mood might have been in poor taste but he didn't thought that it would have been that bad to warrant the male's ire. "I-- I'm sorry." What else could he say? Even if he could articulate well or have the words to express himself the words would fail else so he settled for shifting slightly away from Ferghus just in case he exploded again. Unfortunately things took a turn for the worse, with Karisa suddenly laughing like a maniac when the bombshell was dropped right on her lap with no preamble. He thought that she would have fallen to her knees and cried her heart out but not... this! Thankfully Sable and Ferghus were there to help her go through this by the power of friendship... Yet in her current state, would she even care about that? He was so unsure and didn't know what to do... Nicholas Hyde Karisa FERGHUS DegasVilku

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[DegasVilku]

Degas Vilku

Heart Breaker

Well that answered that. Her manic laughter was definitely a sign or her being an angry mourner. He may have a way with words but words don't work on those who are not thinking straight to begin with. It was best to let those who've known her longest try to do their thing.

"Come with me a moment Drum. Let them do what they can." Degas said surprisingly sober. 'No wise cracks to lighten the mood? You're just going to leave. Where is the gallant personality you sometimes boast.'

If Drum were to protest he would just shake his head no and pull him along anyway. Heading below deck towards his room. His heels clacking against the metal.

"Now then, grab a basket in a moment." Degas would say opening his door. Inside were three baskets of various colored roses. "I figured we could toss them into the ocean after the ceremony."

Degas looked up at the ceiling though refusing to touch the baskets for now. He was hoping that given enough time they could get her to cry instead of destroying them all. That bear was a creep factor to be sure. 

He admitted he didn't mind the idea of death but he didn't seek it out. If he had to choose between life and death he'd choose life every time. When his time came though he wouldn't fight it. He'd go out with a bang.

"Well while we are down here might as well as relax a little." Degas said sitting in a chair with a ploof.

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[FERGHUS]

Silence, even disbelief. The old fool at least understood how difficult it was to accept a tragedy. But Karisa just needed time to get her words and feelings out. Nothing more than that. Ferghus cautiously raised his hand in attempt to motion the girl to come closer. An embrace? As far as he knew that's usually how to comfort a person who lost someone dear to him or her. But his hand could only raise halfway. Instead of a tearful, sad cry, Karisa unleashed a bout of almost maniacal laughter. The laugh made Ferghus's hand retract in shock, eye wide at the outburst of this poor girl.

It was his turn to disbelieve what had transpired. She had walked off, with her partner soon going to her side, "D... Darlin'?" Ferghus could barely comprehend what Karisa had done. Had he underestimated how badly this loss affected her? Was he really so much worse with the younger crowd than he anticipated? The old lion shut his eye, clenching his fist as he ended up sitting on the ground cross legged. "Fuckin' shit... Ah wasn't prepared fer that,", he pinched the bridge of his nose, glancing at Hyde for some form of assistance with their poor girl's distress.

Ferghus turned his attention to the display set up, staring at Leyton's picture. How someone managed to get that boy to smile as he did in the picture was anyone's guess. But something told the old lion that smile was honest, sincere. How could someone so lazy get into this much trouble!? Hell, if all the white haired fool did was sit inside the rig and devour their food supply, it still would've been a better outcome than this! But it wasn't all bad. Digimon died and were reborn, so how was it for humanity and death? They fell, died, and then... they remained as they were.

Humans stayed that way.

No second chances.

EVER.

The lion sniffed, something tugging at his throat. His breathing pattern began to shake, stutter even. Ferghus's lip quivered, his head shaking slightly, "Oh god... god damnit... Ah..." His elbow rest on his thigh, the proper hand covering the Leomon's good eye. He failed another child. Shoulders jumped as a sob escaped the man's throat, the normally brave, gruff old mercenary resorting to all out bawling. Ferghus could feel the area around his missing eye pulse, but it couldn't produce tears. Only his right eye, the old lion clenching the area around his right eye as Ferghus's own sobs continued.

[Karisa]

Karisa sat there and tried to relax. Her thoughts, voices and all were freaking out as if they would scrambling. Her head wanted to explode as much as her heart felt stoned. She wanted to cry deep inside, but her insanity wouldn't let her do so. She then felt something, no...someone by her. Her eyes slowly looked over to the digimon of hydes. She spoke as if she understood, although unlike digimon...humans never come back. She let her have her words though as Karisa was still kind in her own way. Would she ever have her sanity back as much as she did before coming here? Before the battle in Tokyo? She knew better that it most likely wouldn't. Slowly her lips departed to speak in a rather calming and womanly voice. ''I wonder who will die next...out of the people I get close to...''.

Her eyes looked at the sky and then looked at Naku. It was like a curse, it was part of life at the same time, but why her? She has no clue on anyone anymore as she felt like drifting into that abyss that she dreams about all the time right about now.