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"Spirits? Oh come on, I stopped believin' ghosts since I was like... No wait, I still believe in them." While Marie was a bit eccentric, she was not a completely oblivious individual. She was able to tell that Belmont seemed to be having some frustration with them and describing this weird Spirit User thing to them. Even she had to admit that it was a bit funky of an idea, Marie not being normally skeptical of things, but even this drew the line. "Okay, let me just tone the ditzy dial back some for a sec... You saying that this thing I'm holding is NOT a bootleg IPhone, but lets me turn into a furry?" She'd say with mild confusion, cocking her head slightly.

Before she could really dwell further on the questions at hand, the lone male of the trio had apparently decided to begin eating the granola bar he stole from earlier... only to begin choking on it. Goddammit, why didn't he listen?! Without chocolate, that thing was demonic! CURSED! "See?! What did I tell you?! No one listens to the crazy person!" The girl would yell aloud, she glancing at Belmont. "You don't happen to know CPR by chance, do you?"

Well lucky for their choking acquaintance, apparently she did have a response to his near death experience... Marie's eyes widening at the strangest sight she has seen so far. What looked like... code wrapped around the ginger's form, obscuring her body entirely. When the light dispersed, what stood in the girl's place was some type of animal she had never seen before... but one thing for sure was that they had enough sharp claws to make even Freddy Krueger proud. "... Wow." She would mutter as she watched the slightly shorter creature that she could only assume was Belmont rage at the choking man, tackling into him headfirst.

[Leyton Thomson]

The red head was rattling on about transforming or something, and of course Leyton would listen, if he wasn't chocking. He clawed at his throat, eyes tearing up, trying to relieve himself of the obstruction in his throat. After Belemont was done speaking a white light blinded Leyton adding to his disdain, once the light faded the only thing left was a dog, chicken, mongoose, thing in the place of Red.

Before he could try to further sever the bar in his throat, the dog thing gored Leyton in the stomach sending the granola bar out of his throat and a few feet away. The white haired male fell to his knees, and held his stomach, "Thank..." hie body leaned forward and he fell to the ground a crumpled mess. "You." was his last word as he slipped out of consciousness, that little dog packed more of a punch than Leyton at first site thought that was for sure.

[ANDREA B. BELMONT]

[attr="class","smdbody"]the spirit user peered down at the male that she had, unintentionally, saved. "tch."  at least he's got some manners.  since he was breathing on his own and didn't immediately require any amount of treatment she turned away, at first, releasing a displeased sigh all the while. settling her paws upon her hips belmont struggled with deciding how to go about continuing her lesson. but... there wasn't much of a point in attempting it if the white-haired fellow remained in such a state. perhaps it would be best to make sure he didn't end up getting fucked over while he was in the midst of being unconscious? there were numerous beasts who would naturally take advantage of his vulnerable condition.  ah ain't a babysitter, though.  still...  can't just leave 'em.  she flopped onto her furry belly, having moved closer so that she was left partially laid upon his downed form. the digitization would fade at that moment, the young redhead quickly reverting back into her original shape. using him as some sort of makeshift pillow, the upper half of her belly rested upon his, her one-eyed gaze clinging onto his face.  "he's breathin' good," she commented. "he'll be fine, ah reckon."  the girl moved to gingerly prod his chest. and, when that had failed to awaken him, her finger tips brushed gently against his covered belly.  "not bad lookin'," she said. "bet he ain't got much of a thinkin' mind, though."  [attr="class","smdtags"]word count ■ @marie Leyton Thomson  ■

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Needless to say, the now furrified Belmont's tackle into the young man's stomach seemed to do a good job at dislodging that cursed non-chocolate granola bar of death out of his throat, it landing unceremoniously a bit away. He at least seemed to be mostly okay before he blacked out on them. "Well, it's not CPR, but it'll do."

As Marie attempted to figure out WHAT just happened back there, she could not help but blink in confusion at seeing the monster return to her original, human form. She could not help but feel a bit sorry for the unconcious guy... miss Belmont here certainly was a cutie, even if a bit aggro. She sighed in relief to hear that he was at least still alive. "Oh good, hard to tell whether or not you killed the poor sap!" She'd say, snorting at her comment about him. "Ha ha, yeah! He IS pretty cute. Dumb as bricks though if he thought tryin' to steal from a stranger was a good idea."

The patriotically clothed blondie whistled slightly towards Belmont, a bit of a silly smile on her face. "But daaaang girl. Now what you did back there was probably the neatest party trick I've damn ever seen! You were like a cute fluffy bunny-cat Freddy Krueger! If it weren't for those sick claws, I'd probably have tried and snuggle ya." Despite the excitement in her voice, it had dawned to Marie that this was NOT a dream. This was very real... and some weird stuff was happening in between. Somehow, she was very far away from home... in a place whose physics did not appear to be anything like New York, that's for sure. She took a deep breath, she taking a seat down by Belmont and their still unconscious male accomplice. "Hmm. But I guess that means you were right huh? This AIN'T a dream. Honestly... I've got mixed feelings bout that one."

For a brief moment, Marie glanced at her backpack. Pulling it in a bit closer towards, she began to dig into her random assortment of junk... eventually unearthing two granola bars of her own (both being actually chocolate-flavored.) She tossed both to the redhead, smiling at her. "There ya go pal! That makes up for the one tall and handsome stole, plus an extra one because why the hell not?"

[Leyton Thomson]

Leyton was riding a bicycle across a sunny highway, he was the only one on the road, not a car in site. He felt a hand on the base his stomach. A feminine voice muttered something to him. He found himself running his hands through a girl’s hair, a divine combination of ginger and blonde, she took his wrist, and they moved through a corridor where rows of dresses hung from the ceiling. 'They're beautiful, which one do you want dear?" he asked the female accompanying him, it was strange, she seemed so The dresses distorted and turned a dark blue before melting around Leyton's feet, soon becoming a mass of water. Leyton and his companion stood on the water surface; he opened his mouth to speak, but before he could she descended into the water. "NO!" he exclaimed reaching for her, but she slipped from his grasp. Not too soon after she disappeared from site pale white arms sprung from the water and dragged attempted to pull him under into the darkened sea.

Leyton's eyes shot open, hyperventilating and manic. He realized the redhead was lying on him, without hesitation he pulled her into a hug, his heart was racing, though it may get him punched again he only wanted to hold someone after that nightmare. "I'm so sorry," he muttered, voice trembling with sorrow and fear "I had no right to steal from you."

He looked to the other girl, he could barely stare into her eyes. "I'm sorry for disturbing the both of you." his eyes were fixated on the blonde and back to the red head. They probably thought he was little more than a theif. Both of the women were exceptonaly gorgeous, one blonde, one red. Normally he'd be esctatic for this sort of situation but, rght now he felt sorrow. What was that dream? Who was that girl? 

[ANDREA B. BELMONT]

[attr="class","smdbody"]"well. lookie here. he's got some proper manners in him after all," she drawled.   miss belmont's expression had been utterly flat when the man had decided to pull her into an embrace, appearing to take advantage of her closeness. before his awakening the redhead had simply peered down at the subtle features of his face as they twitched with obvious interest. must be dreamin'.  when he awoke, he appeared genuinely mournful. this had most likely been triggered by the 'near death' experience coupled by the sudden awakening.  "cute."  after the word had slipped out she moved with the intention of freeing herself from his grasp. sliding out of his arms with an adequate amount of grace - she had, admittedly, tripped up a bit - the female found herself peering down at him and the now seated blonde. the redhead's single eye traveled across their forms, assessing them with an air of professionalism.  "c'mon, fella. get on up," she ordered. " jus' make sure yer in proper workin' order and all. don't wantcha keelin' over on me now."  she looked to the blonde, mentally sifting through a few things before speaking. her tone would waver, occasionally.  "imma let yah know somethin' right now," she started. "spirit users ain't too common 'round these parts. we're outnumbered in comparison to the folk walkin' 'round with digital partners and such." bell took a moment, her gaze wavering.  "ah... ah guess yer one of mine. we gotta support one another seein' as we're on our own out here - ah guess." fuck, she forgot she was absolute shit at speaking when it really mattered. uncertainty flashed across those prettied features of her before she huffed.  "anyway. got any supplies?" she asked. "it ain't easy survivin' out here without 'em. yah could starve or die of thirst 'fore anythin' else."  [attr="class","smdtags"]word count ■ Leyton Thomson @marie  ■

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Marie could not help but snort slightly as the young man thankfully waking up from his lil' coma, he ending up embracing Belmont. In truth, it was honestly kinda cute, but she couldn't help but snicker slightly knowing the circumstances that led to this. "Oh good, your awake! Glad to see you least are sorry... just don't do that again or else I'll give ya a can of whoopass!" She'd say, flexing her not very muscular arm at him with a cocky smirk on her face. She obviously did not harbor any real animosity towards him, she just messing with him. She quickly got up, holding a hand towards him to help him get up. "Name's Marie by the way. Try not to die on us, okay?"

The blonde haired girl tilted her head quizzically as Belmont threw that word around again... Spirit Wielder? What a weird thing to call yourself. It was like something from a tacky 2000s cartoon. "So that's what we're called huh? Spirit Wielders? Funky name... but I kinda like it. ♪" She'd hum, though her tone lowered some as she grew silent, she beginning to think to herself. "There is a few thing that bothers me though. Feels like theres still a couple of details we're missing here. I get the feeling that we're not on Earth really right now, but question is WHY?" She'd ask, taking a deep breath in contemplation. She shrugged slightly to herself. "Aww well, not like it matters. We're here and it sounds like that ain't changing for awhile huh? May as well make the best of it." She'd say, a smile back on her face. Call it either naivety or optimism, but it was difficult to discourage the girl in any real way.

Marie smirked cheekily at Belmont as the girl seemed to get a bit tongue-tied. As freaking cool as she was back there when she turned into that Freddy Krueger cat, it was actually really cute to see. "Cat got your tongue huh?" She giggled some, though she placed a hand behind the ginger's back, giving her a reassuring pat on the back. "Aww it's alright, I get whatcha trying to say girl! I don't mind helping ya guys out however I can, I mean it's only courtesy ya know?"

When it came to the matter of supplies, Marie had to admit she was short on actual useful supplies. She packed very light on that... after all, it wasn't like she was actually prepared to be out of New York for more than a day. "Hmm... Well, I don't really got much on me that's USEFUL honestly. Pack of trail mix is about all I have left. Just junk otherwise." The girl put her hand by her chin, attempting to debate on what their options were, if any. "Say... Belmont? You seem to know more about all this crap going on than us. Whats around here anyway?"

[Leyton Thomson]

The mortified young man rubbed the back of his neck, rolling his neck from side to side.He stood up and stretched his arms, as well as his back, twisting his upper body from side to side. "I feel fine," he gave the Blonde a confident smile, "I shouldn't have tried to take what wasn't mine."

Leyton nodded his head as Red spoke though his attention was fixated on her figure, curvy, and dainty. Not exactly fragile, but packed plenty of punch, he ateleast knew that now. He was in and out of her speech, catching hints of what she was saying, he was still a little out of it from her punch, that and the fact he still hadn't eatten anything in what seemed like hours. "Wait, wait, wait... We can turn into things?" he asked. stumbling back, head spinning.

What was going on today? This morning he was streaming through the web for a new TV, next thing he knows he's stealing a gronla bar like a starving street urchin, what was going on with his life? In an attempt to not feel sorry for himself, he tuned into what they both said about sticking together. This was a blessing in disguise, he could figure out what was going on and even get some quality time with these two, they'd be like the three muscatears. "I'm in, especially if it means I can 'down time' with you two." he winked at the red head.

"I don't have anything on me but that device and..." he plummeted his hands into his pockets, "that's it. I hada phone but it turned into that thing we all have." he was low on really anything, as he didn't prepare to go on a trip of any kind. "Oh right, names Leyton by the way, but you can call me Ley."

[ANDREA B. BELMONT]

[attr="class","smdbody"]it was so damnably hard not to cast the blonde a glare - being called out was infurating and had stung her pride a bit. still, bell managed to restrain that natural urge, merely inhaling deeply and allowing for her eyes to fall shut. "tch."  as leyton went about finishing up his show of remorse and the woman decided to test her knowledge, the young redhead struggled to respond properly to the words that reached her ears. she was familiar with the area, true - but, how should she continue with the flow of conversation?  jus' talk and it'll come out, she reasoned.  the young woman looked to the white-haired fellow, a scowl remaining fixed upon her face.  "yah do whatcha can tah survive, yah hear," she said. "stealin' and takin' ain't wrong if it means yah can live another day. yer gonna learn that real quick if yah got shit luck like ah do."  belmont had been 'blessed with suck' the moment she entered this world, after all. so she had quickly abandoned any sense of morality she had clung onto previously. what was the point of doing the right thing when it resulted in your demise?  "this place is alright. just hills and a bit of forest," she said. "it ain't dangerous or nothin'. not yet, at least. but, yah never know what can happen 'round these parts. ah was plannin' to camp here, actually."  her gaze shifted between the two.  "now that both of yah are awake and all let's see if we can get yer devices workin' right. yah wanna transform, don't cha?"  honestly, she was just as curious to see what forms they took as they would be. there was even an underline eagerness in her tone.  [attr="class","smdtags"]word count ■ @marie Leyton Thomson  ■

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Marie nodded slightly at Belmont's comment about taking and stealing not being wrong if you need. Honestly, Marie had mixed feelings about that. Yeah it wasn't actually that bad if it were a last resort, but only if it were that. After all, burning bridges as soon as they came by wasn't awfully smart, don't ya think? "I can see that. No one wants to like starve to death. Still, you should probably only do it if its necessary and only if ya don't get caught." She glanced slightly towards Leyton with that comment. Regardless, she doubted that was gonna be needed honestly... Belmont mentioned there was a forest, so there had to be sustenance over there. "And hey, if there's a forest here, there's probably SOMETHING edible we can find there. If there's wildlife, there HAS to be something that can sustain them." 

Marie's eyes widened slightly as she was reminded about that they were Spirit Wielders. Oh yeah! She had forgot that technically, both she and Leyton were like Belmont, in that they had one of those weird devices. That meant they could turn into... something? Frankly, the girl had little idea as to what she would turn into... than again, she didn't have much preference. Whether it was cute or badass, she was likely to find her new alter-ego to be satisfying. "Hell yeah! Girl, you looked both cuteass in your transformation!" She went silent for a moment, just in case she got any odd stares. "What? Cuteass is cute and badass at the same time. Duhhhh." 

Marie paused for a moment as she pulled out the red device, she tilting it to get a vibe as to where all the buttons were. "Now I get that we're supposed to use this thingy for when we go all Power Rangers on someone's ass, but gotta admit... it still does have that bootleg IPhone vibe if you ask me." She'd say as began to fiddle around with the controls. The girl did manage to get the screen of the device to flicker on, a rough map of the are a they were in now visible. Neat, but not what she was looking for. "Say, Belmont? Mind if you kinda show us how you did that whole thing with your device again?"

[Leyton Thomson]

Baby, you better be BulletProof Too  Sweet ANDREA B. BELMONT @marie Blackwood

Leyton scratched his head, well this was a strange turn of events for sure. A team of three? He, and two lovely ladies, in a party of sorts what more could a guy like him ask for? His stomach growled, well other than another bite to eat and an energy drink. He nodded as Marie told him of the importance of not stealing, she was pretty sharp, even if she did come off as a little wacky but it was a good wacky. "Understood," he smiled, and gave her a salute before turning his attention to the redhead. 

He still couldn't get over her, but there was something more important afoot, figuring out how to transform. Leyton studied his left hand and held his device in the other. "So what we do is scan a data code, and transform sounds easy enough."  he chuckled. 

Turning into a Digimon looked like a blast, though turning normal may take some time to master. He had the best teacher for the job though; Red seemed to have lots of knowledge on the topic having transformed already. As a team, three spirit wielders would probably be quite unstoppable, maybe even Bulletproof. 

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[ANDREA B. BELMONT]

[attr="class","smdbody"]"ah suppose ah can show yah again."  despite the presumed reluctance within  her tone a small smile had made its appearance upon her face. this would be her response to the praise - though, she winced slightly at being referred to as 'cute'. ah'm anythin' but that, she thought. and, while it was a bit repetitive to transform so frequently, it would be presented as a teaching tool of sorts to leyton and marie both. her single eye shifted between the two, a contemplative look reemerging. it appeared as though both were interested in the process.  "it'll all feel natural 'fore yah know it, ya'll," she reassured, her smile now widening. "ah assure yah of that."  she held the device before her, having decided to preform the digitized transformation once again.  "execute," she called.  data wrapped around her hand, and her device would soon scan the code with a firm sweeping motion. strips of the digital information circled around her as a result, her form wrapped in a dark aura, eye and mouth filled with a startling white. miss belmont's form shrunk in size, her body growing bestial and the light dispersing to reveal the gazimon from before.  "it ain't difficult. don't take too long, either," she explained, gruffly.  stretching in her transformed state, she settled upon her haunches and peered up at the two.  "give it a try."  [attr="class","smdtags"]word count ■ @marie Leyton Thomson  ■

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With Belmont agreeing to show them one last time how this transformation thing worked, Marie had to stop herself from picking up the now fluffy Belmont, she nodding with a greatly interested face. Seemed super cheesy how she did it... though Marie quickly realized that this basically meant that they were basically fluffy Power Rangers! How cool would have that been? She was basically given the oppurtunity to be one! She would have KILLED to have this oppurtunity back when she was a youngster! With a smirk of determination, she nodded at Belmont. "Okay! I think I've got the gist..."

Pulling out the same type of device Belmont had from before, Marie took a rather dramatic stance, holding the device outward. Was the posing necessary? Probably not... but damn this girl looked fab.

"Execute!"

As quick as she said this, much like Belmont before, bands of code began to form, cocooning Marie's body. Mere moments later, as the light died down... what was left of the human was a shorter, white rabbit-like creature, a ahoge and a set of four floppy ears adorning her head. The transformed Spirit Wielder opened her eyes for the first time in this new form, she gazing at Belmont, who she now matched in height... Leyton standing a good 2-3 feet taller than her now. "D-did I do it? Hold up! Where's a mirror, I need to see myself!" She would say as she quickly scrambled to the bag that she had left on the ground, she pulling out a small mirror. The rabbit-like creature seemed to stare at her reflection with great interest, she putting one of her clawed hands on her face, raking some of the fur. "Daaaaang. I look all adorbs!" 

Marie managed to identify herself as a Lunamon. Huh... that was odd. How did she know that? She didn't even know about Digimon until just now... actually, hell, she didn't even know what a Digimon was until now! Somehow, it seemed like information she had not previously known about just seemed to... pop into here head? A strange feeling really. Oh well, this was a form she honestly could dig! She hustled towards the Gazimon, hugging her fellow Rookie level. "This is really neat Belmont! Though does make me wonder... this isn't the only Digimon we can transform into potentially... right?"

[Leyton Thomson]

If I'm a danger to myself Imagine what I coudl do to you tagged

Right when he couldn't thought Marie couldn't be any cuter, she turns into a Lunamon of all things, why was this girl so adorable? That and she's a little funny, a combination that might serve well in an "encounter" of the hard kind. 


Hm, well he wasn't going to do a silly pose, even if that skinny little figure looked too sweet posing around, the white hair wouldn't do it. Instead he held his hand in front of him and two bands of data lightly faded around his hand. "Come on.. GIve me something sweet..." he muttered, scanning the data with his device. 


The bands of data expanded and wrapped around the lone man's figure before immediately dispersing, the only thing left from the cluster a Kotemon. Looking at his hands, they were both clad with Kotes, and a Bokken was holstered at his waist. "I'm a Kotemon?" he touched the mask covering his face. "I'm a Kotemon! How did I know I was a Kotemon?" 


He lifted his mask and further examined his reptilian hands in disbelief. "Hey babe, so what else is there to this?" he asked the Gazimon. 

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