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Post by Noah on Mar 1, 2010 2:34:07 GMT -5
"Its been a while, hasn't it Mini?" A certian black furry dinosaur-looking creature said, laying out on the sand and looking up into the night sky, clouds passing overhead, the sound of the waves in the distance. It was rather peaceful... something rarely had when these two were about "Since we met, that is? And paired up?"
"Yah..." The human responded, laying next to his partner, staring into the sky as well "How many digimon must you have absorbed by now?"
"Not nearly enough" The dorumon grumbled "We have lost too many battles for my liking. And we are still puppets of that metal imbecile."
"We didn't lose. It was simple strategic retreat." The boy responded to his digimon "We'll reach the top. Someday. We'll be able to look down and laugh at everyone below us..."
"Yah... nothin and nobody in our way..." The mon sighed, watching the clouds roll by "Say... shouldn't you be getting home? Your parents might worry.
The boy smirked, and chuckled lightly
"Hah. Since when have I ever cared what they have to say?"
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Post by cruurtun on Mar 1, 2010 18:45:26 GMT -5
A pair of golden eyes watched the two, gathering information. The body these eyes belonged to was camouflaged, and effectively invisible to the Dorumon and his partner.
"Careful," Margras said via the Digivice, causing Commandramon the blink and raise a hand to his ear, "We already know this one is dangerous."
"Roger that," Commandramon said quietly, sliding a silencer into place on his assault rifle.
"I'll have Gatling Arm ready to go if you need the firepower," Margras added, and Commandramon smiled grimly.
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Post by Noah on Mar 2, 2010 2:03:57 GMT -5
The boys digimon was not completely oblivious to their watcher, his ears perking as he sat up straight, looking around cautiously.
"Hm? Whats going on?" The boy asked, looking over at his partner, a hand reaching down into his pocket and gripping his digivice if need be.
"Kid... know that feeling you get when you are pretty sure you are being watched?" The digimon responded, confirming the boys assumptions. For now, however, they didn't know if someone was indeed watching them, where they were, or if it was just his digimons imagination...
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Post by cruurtun on Mar 2, 2010 7:11:09 GMT -5
Commandramon wasn't really bothered that they had noticed that they were being watched; he hadn't even intended to find them. He'd been strolling along the beach when he had sensed Dorumon's presence. The cyborg dragon was of half a mind as to whether of not he should simply continue on his stroll, or watch the pair while they were on the beach.
Eventually he decided to just watch them, and leaned back on his branch.
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Post by Noah on Mar 2, 2010 13:03:42 GMT -5
Dex was still on edge, looking about cautiously as his partner stood up as well, gripping the device in his pocket and reaching down for some cards, just in case.
"You sure someones here?" The boy asked, trusting his partners judgement.
"Not positive..." The furred creature responded as he surveyed the area, though his sense of smell was rather good, the oncoming ocean breeze was blowing the cyborg's scent away from him, and in the darkness of night, his eyes couldn't catch him from so far away. "If its a digimon... its data is mine. I don't take kindly to being the one who's getting stalked..."
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Post by cruurtun on Mar 2, 2010 19:00:08 GMT -5
"Stalking?" Commandramon said quietly, "I think not."
The cyborg Digimon moved to another tree, but the branch he stepped onto snapped, sending him crashing to the ground. Fortunately, he landed on his feet, but the sound he made would draw attention to his position for sure.
"Argh! That was my fault!" he muttered, standing up; his camouflage wavered away, putting him in full view.
"I'm not stalking you," he called to the pair, "I sensed you and decided to take a look, nothing more... I have something to ask, though. Are you or are you not working for BlackOmnimon?"
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Post by Noah on Mar 3, 2010 1:07:32 GMT -5
The dorumon distinctly heard the crashing of the tree branches and turned his head twords the fallen digimon, feeling a small lump in the back of his throat. A Metal Cannon prepared to enlarge and fire if nessicary. The hair on the back of his neck was standing up and his eyes seemed to be like slits. It was rather obvious he was not happy.
"You were watching us without our knowledge. Sounds like stalking to me." The human responded, glaring down the digimon, one card in his hand and the other holding his digivice.
"Yah, we work for the lug." Dex responded in a rather rough voice "Mind telling me why you care before I blow you away into tiny bits of data?"
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Post by cruurtun on Mar 3, 2010 19:39:50 GMT -5
"Then you are my enemy," Commandramon said, pulling back the slide of his rifle and, in doing so, cocking the weapon. His tone, however, was regretful. "I did not want it to come to this," he continued, "I knew you were dangerous, and was hoping to avoid conflict with you... But now, as you are minions of my sworn enemy, it must... Margras?"
"I'm already on my way. Mom's not going to be pleased!"
"Thank you, sir."
"To keep this fair," Commandramon said, "You should not Digivolve to Champion."
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Post by Noah on Mar 4, 2010 18:36:03 GMT -5
Whille usually the creature would take being called dangerous as a compliment, it was outweighed by the way he was called 'minion.' He growled deeply and gave the new digimon a vile glare. Minato could see he was upset. This new person was in for it.
"MINION?" He bellowed out "Don't clump me together with those mindless drones of his! Expendable, unintelligent filth that they are! I am superior to them, as I am to you! And I shall defeat you without even achieving champion once! METAL CANNON!"
The digimon fired off a metal sphere twords the opponent, and quickly charged at him right after the projectile was airborne, not wasting time in his assault. The human watched onward, a couple cards in hand. If this guy was serious about needing to be champion, he would resort to it. But not now.
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Post by cruurtun on Mar 4, 2010 19:24:10 GMT -5
Commandramon ducked the first attack, and jumped to the side.
However, he left something behind.
"DCD Bomb!" he yelled, and the grenade he had left behind detonated; the thump was rather muffled, but the explosion was as powerful as ever.
"Must everything always be difficult?" Commandramon continued, sounding irritated. "Sir?" he added, just seconds before Margras came bursting out of the trees, his coat and unbound hair flapping wildly. There were three cards in his hand already; the only three he had.
One of which was completely useless to him anyway.
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