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 Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2007 4:43 pm
Minty then jumped at Static.
Natsu saw what was going on, and then kicked the thing.
Minty chomped on her foot, and held on, making her foot bleed, a grin on his face.
Natsumi got a pained look on her face and winced.
Mia went over to take Minty off.
Minty made a growling noise that was very intimidating.
Mia jumped back.
A Gaomon that had on a gray headband and gloves then entered the Digi-Farm.
((Adding more Digimon to the RP ish fine ^-^))
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Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2007 5:12 pm
Grabbing the thing by the little flick on it's head, "Let her go!" Static snapped.
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Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2007 5:22 pm
He screeched, letting go, upset that something interrupted his fun.
Natsu kicked her foot back. "Stupid son of a-" she she turned her head and gasped, looking at a Gaomon standing nearby. "D-Dad...?"
He smiled softly, coming over with some bandage tape for her foot. "Good thing I persuaded Toji-san to let me come back before him and the others, mm? My little Natsu-chan?" he tended it. "I thought you were more dicsiplined than you were."
Natsu winced as if he just yelled at her, yet his voice was calm. "Dad...Shishou(mwah ha ha-Go Furuba/Fruits Basket for the name~) it was that stupid..thing."
"You think I don't know?" he said, looking at Minty.
Minty was afraid of Striker.
"So..." he looked at Static and Dalton, "are these your friends?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2007 5:50 pm
Settng Dalton back down and slightly bowing his head, "I'm Static, sir." Not quite as formal as the renamon, the kudamon blinked, "I'm Dalton." beaming a grin at Static, "Hey you get to meet her pops." Static reframed from kicking the weasle digimon across the farm.
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Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2007 5:55 pm
Striker gave a look at Dalton, and then bowed to Static. "I thought something might have been going on..." he snatched up Minty. "This...thing...I'm sorry for letting you meet him, but we can't cage him. He has done a number on us, but I think we can tame it..." he then gently threw it farther away, Minty not even making a thump.
Natsumi looked at the other two, blushing. "Yes...this Striker, my Dad, my Shishou. He's taught me martial arts and everything in between..."
"And also the supplier of Curry!" Mia chimed in.
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Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2007 6:00 pm
Kneeling down Static pushed Dalton's head into a bow, "Nice to meet you sir. Your daughter is quite skilled." The Kudamon struggled mumbleing somethign but it's hard to tell what.
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 3:10 pm
Striker looked at her. "You fought without me watching? And you did well? I would have liked to see that." he looked at Static and Dalton again. "I appreciate how you both are so kind to be her oppenent."
Of COURSE I do well, you just don't let me fight ANYONE. Natsumi thought. "Uh...maybe we should go in...? It's getting dark."
"And...we need to cage the Minty." Mia pointed to the thing chomping on a tree.
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 4:15 pm
Almost sad, "I guess we should leave then." Static looked down at Dalton, his shoulders slumped down a bit.
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 5:22 pm
Striker laughed. "We don't announce it unless we're inviting others to go with us." he smiled, shaking his head slightly, amused.
Natsumi meanwhile ran over to Minty, and picked him up, chucking him into a small pen, and took that into the 'lodge', and headed down into the basement.
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 6:11 pm
His cheeks looked purple due to his blue fur, "Well then I guess we'll come in for a little while then." Before Dalton could comment on Static's face he snatched the Kudamon up and quickly walked inside after Natsumi.
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Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2007 4:57 pm
Natsumi went down the basement stairs, turning a small light on. She went to the corner of the room, and placed him in a mesh-fenced area. She then put some food in the area. She sighed, and went up, hearing him chomp the food like a savage. She didn't turn off the light, but closed the door behind her, walking into a kitchen.
Striker opened a door to the same kitchen, where a multi-colored Biyomon was putting some simple soup on a small table, and on three others, each the same size.
She noticed Natsumi fist, smiling, then saw Striker, then the guests. "Oh, visitors? You should have told us, Striker-channnn~"
Mia slumped in a chair. "And yet you didn't hear the big...'mini-tournament' outside, Sherika?" Mia didn't seem fazed about it.
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Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2007 5:09 pm
Letting Dalton down Static walked in and looked around. He had hoped that Katrina and Ashlin could take care of the other digimon with our burnign down the common room. But her also remember there was a champion and a ultimate there to keep things in line. Nodding to the Biyomon, "Greeting. I'm Static."
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Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2007 5:21 pm
"Hi!"she replied cheerfully. "I'm Sherika, one of the Farm chefs. Tonight's special is...soup. Either tomato or veggie." she looked somewhat sad for a second, and then gave tomato to Mia, who's 'fingers' signaled 2.
Natsumi went over to a more closed-off part of the kitchen, where the more heavy equipment(like the stove). Inside she went over to a cupboard, where she got some curry powder. "I'm not gonna have stinkin' soup for the fifth day in a row." she grumbled, getting water in a pot.
Mia spooned the soup. "Where's Mom?"
"Erm...she went to get more good food..."
"How could she get food? Digimon don't buy things without money."
"She had a secret stash..."
Striker looked at Static. "Maybe you can see what Natsu-chan may be cooking? I know she won't have simple soup...not for a fifth time...straight."
Sherika had that look again.
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Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2007 5:31 pm
"Oh....Ok.." he nodded and walked towards the other renamon, leaving Dalton where he sat. Walkignup behind Natsumin, "Hey. What cha fixn'?" Peering over her shoulder he looked at the pot. Dalton scratched at his ear that had the earing with his hind foot, "You guys haveing problems getting food? Maybe Iria can help out."
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Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2007 5:44 pm
"No, Ted's just too lazy to bring back good stuff. Luckily no one looks in the cupboard, so I usually have the curry to myself and or Dad." she said, putting in the powder, then in a separate pot, noodles. She heard, and felt something from the basement, but ignored it. "Dad will probably take the old soup, though I would advise not to have the vegetable, if you don't want homemade japanese curry. Beats Indian curry by a mile." ((Yes, it does. *Ish a real taster*))
Mia finished her soup, and stayed in the chair, to see if there'd be anyone who could handle 5-day old veggie soup, which her stomach could handle. "Hey, Dalt, are you gonna try old soup?" she asked, messing with her spoon.
Striker sat down to some tomato soup, but added some spices that would bring back good flavor. "Mia-san, you shouldn't be so...demending."
"Hypocrite." Mia muttered.
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