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Post by Dameon on Dec 18, 2007 20:01:21 GMT -5
"I meant what I meant, I am the train! The name's Trailmon," He said, speeding up a bit and probably throwing Dameon and Sora for a loop a second before getting used to it. "As for where we are, we're in the Digital World."
Dameon blinked, stunned a little while standing up again, having fallen down when the Trailmon sped up. "Digital World? And.. your Trailmon?"
"Yup, I'm a digimon."
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Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 18, 2007 20:11:28 GMT -5
“A whose-a what now?” Sora asked, raising an eyebrow. “Digimon? That sound like something from a bad anime show.” He chuckled at his joke, only slightly phased by the newfound information. Sure, it was weird as hell. But then again, what wasn’t in his life.
“And what’s the digital world supposed to be? Sounds like a cheap video game or something.”
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Post by Dameon on Dec 18, 2007 20:31:00 GMT -5
The Trailmon rolled his eyes, coming to the stop.. which the station was ironically mid-way up the mountain.. the cave was further up. "You really don't know anything kid. The Digital World is like your world, in a way."
"Except we don't have talking.. things.. in our dimension other than humans and the now-and-then parrot." Dameon commented. "Digimon, kid, digimon! Get it straight!" The Trailmon said, a bit irritated by the both of them.
"Okay, okay, sorry."
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Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 18, 2007 20:38:12 GMT -5
“I think someone woke up on the wrong side of the….rail,” Sora said, half wanting to slap himself at the pathetic excuse for a joke. “Wow, I have really got to start thinking these things through,” he muttered.
“Anywho, I think I’ll just ask the question that’s on both of our minds,” the teen said, pulling his obsidian device out of his pocket and examining it. “What’s a digimon? Some kind of fruit?”
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Post by Dameon on Dec 18, 2007 20:41:38 GMT -5
The Trailmon sighed, shaking its head. "Honestly.." He gave a brief explanation on what digimon were. Dameon listened carefully, wanting to hear what this guy had to say. He was a little surprised a bit by the details, but it was quite interesting.. then the Trailmon eventually came to a halt and he blinked, confused a bit. Were they at their stop?
"Uhm.. why'd you stop?"
"Because this is where your getting out, we're here."
"Where's.. here..?"
"The station!"
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Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 18, 2007 20:43:50 GMT -5
“Station? What station?” Sora asked, shaking his head and knocking the weariness out of his head. “Do we finally get to get off this thing? Thank god, I thought I was going to die of boredom.” He’d only heard bits and pieces of the train –thing’s words, and had a general idea of what was going on. He stood up out of his chair and stretched his arms, resisting the urge to yawn.
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Post by Dameon on Dec 18, 2007 20:50:37 GMT -5
The Trailmon's eye twitched.. Sora was one of the reasons, as well as Dameon why he was more than a bit irritable. He then opened his doors and rocked a bit so they would fall out onto the platform, smirking a bit. "Fun enough for you? Anyways, see you humans later!" He sped off before they could come close to grabbing back onto him..
Dameon was shocked at this, then looked at the track.. it was practically hovering over the ground, no supports whatsoever! Well, maybe a couple, but not many at all!
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Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 18, 2007 20:55:57 GMT -5
“Ouch,” Sora said, rubbing his rear and pushing himself to his feet. He glanced at the tracks, noticing how they seemingly hovered a few inches off the ground. “Now there’s something you don’t see every day,” he commented, prodding them with the tip of his shoe.
“Now what?”
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Post by Dameon on Dec 18, 2007 21:17:24 GMT -5
Dameon shook his head, a bit unsure. He was holding his D-Tector in his hand, unsure of what to even do at this point. As he lifted it up to examine it though, he was surprised as a radar/compass-like function suddenly popped up, a red arrow pointing.. up? "Whoa.."
He actually reacted quite more calmly, not throwing the device over the ledge like he probably would have done another point or time. He then looked up rather curiously, wondering what it was pointing at. Up ahead on the mountain, he saw what seemed to be a cave..
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Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 18, 2007 21:36:41 GMT -5
“Sweet,” Sora said, looking at the holographic compass spinning above the other boys digivice. He pulled his own out of his pocket, shaking it slightly and biting his bottom lip. “Aw come on, do something!” he yelled, smacking it with his free hand.
“ I got nothing,” he said, pocketing his own device and observing the compass. He followed the arrows direction before noticing a cave a couple hundred feet off, a grin forming on his face. “Wanna check it out?”
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Post by Dameon on Dec 18, 2007 21:40:48 GMT -5
Dameon nodded, his own grin forming on his face, surprisingly similar to Sora's. "Sure.. maybe its where this spirit thing is." He suggested before looking over at the cave again, frowning. "That's.. going to take us forever to get to." He mumbled, not liking having to walk now that he was so comfy being in that train. "Oh well, let's get going!" He exclaimed.
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Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 18, 2007 22:05:33 GMT -5
“Race ya!” Soar yelled, sprinting off towards the cave and enjoying the fresh air. Being cooped up in that train hadn’t done much for his nerves – he needed open space, fresh air, blue skies, puppies. Okay, not that last part, but he didn’t exactly mind them.
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Post by Dameon on Dec 18, 2007 22:10:24 GMT -5
Dameon laughed a bit and nodded, sprinting after Sora and managing to catch up for a few seconds. He was losing the race though, and he was like.. 'Damn! He's fast!' He thought, continuing to try and just keep up the pace.
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Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 18, 2007 22:27:49 GMT -5
Sora glanced over his shoulder and raised an eyebrow, noticing how Dameon was lagging behind. “Jeez, you need to start working out more,” he joked, slowing down and trotting next to the teen.
“I’m not that fast,” Sora brushed a bead of sweat out of his eye, cursing as the salty liquid passed over a cut. “Hell, I’m only like the third best guy on track, and all I do are the fifty yards dashes.”
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