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TONIGHT, WE ARE YOUNG!

gonna set the world on fire!

"Its strange....I never really took a good look at the wall from the plane...Even more proof that I seriously need to pay more attention to where people take me...."

Sighing as she leaned against a nearby fence, Amanda shook her head before lugging her book-bag over her shoulder. It had been a interesting few weeks since both her and her father had moved to Japan. The transition was something that took time to adjust to. Aside from what she had heard on the news, the place had been known for being a hotbed of activity from creatures from another planet. Something that both new comers had been skeptical over. Yet as time went on, they began to find out the most strangest of events came from what she had seen lurking outside her window one day. A creature with a large head, green eyes and claws, peeking into a bush at the foot of the apartment complex in which they had come to live. Naturally, it went away after some time, but it just seemed to confirm that maybe...otherworldly beings weren't such a crazy notion after all.

It helped that it wasn't her that noticed it. The news seemed to speak on it briefly now and then, though it was minor on details outside of what people were supposed to do about it. That job seemed to be left to others....tamers...in fact. Upon hearing the idea that national defense against these monster came from random people that walked around with these things as pets, Amanda was certain that this was no doubt, the most insane idea on the face of insane ideas. Not that she would say much about it, the last thing she wanted was to piss off a tamer and end up getting eaten or something. But the idea was nuts. Or at least it had been.

Walking across a small bridge, the blonde haired teen placed a small set of ear buds into each ear, tangling the small cord that remained upon each around her finger before stopping at a crossing point amidst a crowd of various faces. Each one seemed to tell a different story, a certain activity that they lived with or had to accomplish each day. It made her wonder if she her own appearance gave anything away? Did her pink jacket and denim skirt give off the idea of her being a tamer? Maybe she smelled like one? Or perhaps there was some kind of side affect to being hugged by a monster from another plane? She wasn't even sure how it happened or for that matter why it did?

What began as a typical Saturday at home had turned into a frenzy. It had been two weeks ago, and Amanda had been left at home to fend for herself while her dad worked late. Still new, she had not made any friends. In fact..she felt almost isolated by them...at least the ones within her home room. Most of the time during break, she would find herself eating alone, sitting alone, or simply being lonely while the rest of them would go off and eat in a park near by. Guess it came from having such a close neat group, people that you grew up with. It was just what she had back in New York, of course now she didn't. The good news was that the swim team had an opening, she only had to try out. Maybe once she did, she'd have a social life again.

That was at least what the teen told herself, as she sat in front of the tv within her living room, a bowl of popcorn upon her pajama covered lap, looking on at what could only be international humor. Though to her, she found herself barely able to keep up. Language tapes and books could only do so much with only a few weeks notice. Just watching the display left the girl with a pouting look. She could only think of one thing for a girl in her position.....Sad.

Of course, that was when she heard something at the door, prompting her to reach for the remote at her side to shut off the television. As the noise continued, Amanda rose up after removing the snack bowl from her, walking slowly along the wooden floor as she arrived at the door. Standing on her toes, she looked through the peep hole to see who, but could not see anything aside from something that seemed like an orange surface. But she did hear a voice, asking if she could help him find someone? In truth, it didn't seem like the brightest idea to just open a door and help a stranger. But it almost sounded like a little boy, causing her own motherly traits to come in.

Big mistake....

Upon opening the door to reveal her Hello Kitty pajamas to the hallway, it turned out that she had something far worse to worry about than her non existence social status or even her appearance. What came next...was the very same thing that was happening to her right now. In fact, already she could feel something change in the air.

Getting to the other side of the street, the girl began to see a odd opening within the crowd, almost as though they were moving out of the way of something. The parting of the sidewalk managed to get her full attention, especially as a noise seemed to muffle through the sound-waves coursing through her ears. It was then that her eyes saw it, and they grew larger as the being rapidly approached. Red belts covered wide spread claws, a serious gleam remained in it's eyes as the being advanced. Amanda slowly removed the small pink buds from her ears, squinting her eyes as she could heard the gasps of people as the creature rushed passed. Though soon her blue eyes grew larger once more upon finally realizing just what this being was.

"Oh god....no..."

Knocking people off their feet, tipping over one person's small stand, the light orange creature with sharp claws and teeth closed it's eyes with glee upon seeing it's friend so close. It even seemed to be laughing as it speed increased.

"AMANDA!!!"

From there, it launched itself into the air, the dragon landed upon the girl and toppling her over with ease. Laid under him, the girl winched before feeling the large head of the Agumon nudging against her face, his eyes still closed as he loving sat on her chest.

"There you are!! You were taking so long to get back, I thought I'd come find you! It was easy! I know your smell any where!!"

I bet you do...."

Eyes narrowed as she managed to sit herself up, the teen looked over to the crowd before grinning nervously as they seemed to glare towards them. If they hadn't thought she was a tamer, they seemed to know now.

"Um....sorry...about that...Heh...heh...."

The creature mimicked the actions of his tamer, waving at the same moment as she did while people slowly began to continue about their business. Though as he looked down towards his tamer, he could see the girl's frown and began to nervously laugh as he scratched the back of his head.

"I ....guess I made a mess huh?"

"Understatement Grunt....now could you please get off!?"

Rising up from the girl's extended lap, the teen slowly rose as well. Looking quickly towards her book bag, she began to see if her laptop was still in one piece, all the while lecturing the dinosaur that stood at the level of her forearms.

"Grunt you can't just run off like that on your own! Especially when you have no idea where I am..."

"But I did know! I told you I could smell Omph!"

Lowering his jaw with one hand upon his snout and the other under his chin to close it, the teen glared as she shouted towards him.

"DON'T TALK ABOUT HOW I SMELL!!??"

Realizing how much of a scene she was causing the girl's face turned bright red as she released the Agumon's head before storming off towards the park nearby. Blinking, the creature quickly followed after her.

"You do smell nice though...."

"Please just don't talk right now...."

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ARTEMISIA don't get too close, it's dark inside

flashes of the sun It wasn’t often that she found the time to just sit in the park and read. Between her classes at the University and the part-time waitressing job she had at the café, Artemisia felt as if there was little time to herself anymore. Sure, she could always read at night, when she was finished with her assignments and homework, but she liked to enjoy the stars and the moon without the need for a light. Just sitting on the roof and tracing out the constellations in the air with her finger – that was what she liked to do. Not ruin the glow of the moon, the twinkling of the stars and the warmth of the darkness around her, like a blanket in the chilly night. She liked the dark and so disliked bringing up any flashlights or book lamps that she would need to read outside in the middle of the night. "Izzy?" Ladon asked, his voice low and gravelly, as if he were holding back a growl. The blue eyed beauty looked up from her book, not saying a word but turning her attention to her partner. Ladon’s emerald-like eyes, clear and sharp and startlingly bright, focused on her, silence enveloping the both of them. At that moment, he reminded her of a soldier, or perhaps a warrior or samurai would be a better fitted description, considering the amour he wore. Had he been human, she thought maybe he’d be standing head held high, back straight, with his feet exactly shoulder width apart, hands laced together behind his back in an ‘at ease’ position. It was not the first time he reminded her of a soldier or a samurai or warrior. It made her think that maybe he is suited for the war, to be a warrior fighting for whichever side it is they are on. Before her thoughts could take a turn towards the war, her partner spoke. "Izzy" Ladon stated once more, catching his tamer’s attention. The color of the sky at dusk met the color of the bright foliage in the spring and Artemisia can’t help but turn her gaze away. Too close, he was getting too close too fast. And it frightened her because then he’d be able to see everything; her flaws, her weaknesses, her mistakes. If she got too close, he’d be close enough to see her break, even when she doesn’t want to and it scares her because she's supposed to be strong. "It’s a nice day out…how come you’re reading instead of taking pictures?" If he was worried about his partner, he hid it quickly and efficiently. Artemisia looked around; the park was as lively as any other day, kids coming to play, adults and teenagers just walking by or lounging around with a significant other – or a group of friends. There aren’t many digimon around, and Artemisia took note of it for later. "Come here then, we’ll take a picture together…for the scrapbook." It’s not just her scrapbook, but the scrapbook. If he could grin, Artemisia would have guessed the dragonoid digimon was grinning right that moment. Was he glad that they were going to take a picture together, or that they were finally doing something other than reading – which she knew Ladon found boring unless it was about mythology. Her partner, after learning his own namesake, as well as hers, had developed a love for the tales. Ladon moved beside her, farther away from the camera, but still nudging her with what she hypothesized to be his equivalent to a smile. One arm outstretched to take capture both of them, she smiled as she felt him bump her cheek lightly with his own the same moment she heard the shuttering ‘click’ of the camera. Turning it around to see the picture, Artemisia couldn’t help but think it would go great in the scrapbook. "It’s a good picture?" "Oui, it’s good." Ladon heads towards an apartment complex nearby, visible from the park. "Let’s take a picture here; with this building in the background." he stated, waiting only for his tamer to meticulously place her things on the ground – save for her camera – before getting up to follow him. They both know what he’s doing because Ladon isn’t far from naïve and childish, but Artemisia appreciates it all the same. Getting lost in her thoughts is a dangerous thing for the eighteen year old, for there is a fifty-fifty chance that she’d end up regretting letting her mind wander. Sometimes it’s just hard to escape the hold of the dark, especially without help. "Hey—you, girl! Wait, for a moment, or you’ll get in the way of the picture." Ladon called out to a blonde girl before she could take the picture. He wasn’t a particular fan of getting his photo taken, but he knew just how much the scrapbook meant to his tamer. Knowing that she would be putting pictures with him in them made the dragonoid digimon want to take pictures; especially with the fact that he knew his tamer always held back on the relationships she forged with others. Friends, but never close; still, this was a step. When she glanced over to the blonde Ladon had spoken to, she noticed the Agumon with her and realized that was probably why Ladon had no problem speaking to the girl. The digimon was usually so careful about speaking to humans, especially those who were not tamers, for he was not the kindest looking digimon around and they never knew how the others would react. She didn’t take the picture, since Ladon wasn’t even looking her way, but it would have been rude to just ignore the blonde. "I apologize for his behavior," she gave a light bow to go along with her apology, before introducing herself. "My name is Artemisia and this is Ladon, it’s a pleasure to meet you." she stated. One should always introduce themselves first before asking another their name. TAG: @amanda NOTES: sorry, I rambled. Hope this is okay though!

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TONIGHT, WE ARE YOUNG!

gonna set the world on fire!

Moment Music

"Grunt...You really have to work on your patience...."

"I was patient! You said that you'd be home before I knew it...and when I knew you weren't, I knew I had to find you...So then when I knew you knew I knew, we both knew you were ok....I think..."

Scratching his nose gently, the two walked towards the open area that was pretty popular to those that came to the park. It was isolated from most of the structures that surrounded it, giving more room for activities within nature. There were trees, a playground of sorts, even a small natural track. If she hadn't known better, she'd have figured this place was meant for digimon and tamers. After all, it was almost like a outdoor gym. Though there were those that were just more interested in the fact that they had a chance to be outdoors, rather than among the hustle and bustle that was the city. Peace of mind, and capable to a brief escape.

She'd been here a few times, mostly alone. When you didn't really know anyone, you tended to venture out. It was a nice place, reminding her of the small parks that were scattered back home in the states. Though in truth, she'd have to say that the ones that were around here seemed to be much larger. It wasn't a complaint though. Amanda was more than happy to have room to venture out, especially now that she had such a ball of energy tagging along side her. Not that she had intended on this turn of events. Who would have thought that a dinosaur would come knocking at her door in the middle of the night?

It had certainly surprised her the first time she saw Grunt. The orange hided lizard looked up towards her, his green eyes gleaming as he craned his large head towards her almost petrified face. Considering she had been alone in her apartment, the sight was enough to cause her pause. Though as an excited look slowly came over the creature's face, the teen rapidly slammed the door shut, bracing it with her back as she gripped it's handle tightly. She had been terrified. After all the monster movies she'd seen as a kid, packed on to the fact that there were now real monsters moving supposedly within the city, it seemed like the only natural thing to do would be to stop it's approach before it came any closer.

That didn't seem to stop him, as he rammed it's body against the wooden door, with an impact that had even pushed Amanda away from it. With it's second attempt, the creature had managed to tear it down, causing the structure to topple over and land upon the floor with a loud thud. It's face still grinning, he charged towards her as he spoke of how it had finally found her. At this point, Amanda was screaming, picking up a nearby dish and tossing it towards the beast to keep it at bay.

I still have to replace those dishes too...Dad can be such a stickler when it comes to some things...I thought my life was going to end in my pajamas...

Recalling their first meeting, she sighed upon remembering that despite his size and capability of speech, Grunt was not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed. He had his moments, but today seemed not to be one of them.

"Grunt....Just....don't worry about it ok? I was trying to find out more about the swim team at school..."

"Ohhhhhh...Any luck?"

"Kinda...they have an opening spot...but I have to wait...Maybe once I'm part of something, I can get a life..."

"Ummm...But don't you already have a life? One that you're living right now?"

Blinking as she turned her gaze towards the creature, a smirk came over her face before she did her best to try and answer.

"Well...yea...but..I mean more of a life where I can go out...hang out with kids my own age...play around...get a boyfriend or something?"

The Agumon tilted his head to the side, displaying that he didn't really understand what she meant. Though before he could state it, a voice caught both of them off guard, prompting them to freeze in place. It seemed to come from the side of them, the voice belonging to a being within samurai armor. With a tan colored tail that match much of his physical body, it appeared similar to Grunt, though his armor made him seem almost from another time. Had this been at a time where Amanda was unaware of Digimon, she would have likely thought this was a joke. Though strangely enough, her reaction seem quite different from that of when she first made contact with her own partner.

"Oh...Um...sorry?"

Waiting where she was, Amanda looked over towards Grunt who held just as much of a confused gaze as ever. Though as they waited, she looked towards the approaching figure of a teen who it seemed was the target for the picture that was to be taken. But rather than do so, she seemed to be coming towards them. Apologizing for the creature, she gave a polite bow which prompted Amanda to laugh lightly before waving her hand to the side.

"It's alright...I mean, we were kinda just wandering...I should have been paying attention..."

From up close, it was clear that the girl was much older than she was. Long black hair with a few ribbons, her eyes blue much like her own, but definitely different, along an outfit that seemed much more put together than her own. As she began to give introductions, Amanda grinned in a way that almost seemed similar to that of Grunt as she placed her hands behind her back.

"Amanda Billings....and this is Grunt...."

Upon seeing his chance, he rapidly closed the gap between the two girls as he held up his large claw for a shake towards Ladon.

"Hey! Whats up!? Nice to meet cha! Whats with the camera!? Can I see it!? It looks awesome!! I always wondered where the flash came from in those things!!"

Watching as the dinosaur began to pester his fellow monster, Amanda sighed before closing her eyes.

"Sorry about him...he gets excited around new people...still working on reining him in...."

From there, she tilted her head to the side. This would be the first time she ever actually met another tamer. While she may have seen them in passing, never had it been like this.

"So your a tamer too?..."

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((Its great...Don't worry about it...I tend to ramble on my threads too XD It builds atmosphere))

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ARTEMISIA don't get too close, it's dark inside

flashes of the sun Ladon wasn’t too upset with the newcomer and her Agumon, not really. Having Izzy do something was much better than just letting her get lost in her thoughts; he never knew what she was thinking but it wasn’t the usual human worries. His tamer was a complex person, always contemplating one thing or another – usually things like the war and their place and things most people don’t think of unless they have to. He never knew why she was always so thoughtful about everything, like every action she took would have a repercussion; but he did know that the longer her thoughts wandered, the farther she got. It happened one time, so far, since they met and he’d never admit it aloud, but it frightened him. He thought Artemisia was just going to close her life from his. Without his tamer, there really was no place for him and Ladon just didn’t feel right without his tamer anyways. He’d search endlessly for Izzy and without her, it was like his life was just…incomplete. "It’s okay, we just take pictures when we feel like it." It was more like when she felt like it, but the digimon liked to consider himself and his tamer as one. It only made them stronger, being partners and all. While he wasn’t the most friendly digimon out there, Ladon wasn’t the meanest or rudest either – it was a bit like Artemisia, who was friendly and social but never outgoing or anymore more than just enough. "You probably should. Watching where you’re going is always a good thing to do," he quipped, reminding Artemisia once again of a soldier or warrior with the way he was standing – as much as a dragon-like digimon could. "Step on her shoes without messing up the shine, Ladon," Artemisia stated, soft-toned voice a sharp contrast to Ladon’s distinctly masculine and partially gravelly toned voice. The Ryudamon turned his emerald eyes to his tamer, unsure of what she meant. However, instead of expanding on her words, Artemisia smiled towards the younger girl, a friendly, polite sort of smile. "Don’t worry about it, it’s a park after all." As the younger girl introduced herself, as Amanda Billings, the eighteen year old could not help but notice that she hadn’t seen her around before. This was a complete stranger, the only thing they had in common were the fact that they were both tamers. Grunt, as the Agumon was called, had Ladon sizing him up – pride could not go without any sort of confidence and Ladon was prone to his moments of arrogance. "Hi…and the sky. Nice to meet you too, Grunt. And yes, this is a camera, but it’s Izzy’s camera, not mine. I don’t know how it works." he stated, answering all of Grunt’s questions in a calmer, if slightly slow, manner, a bit awkward because he’d never been pestered before. He’d done the pestering at one point in time – because Izzy was stubborn and didn’t want to believe she she could be chosen as a tamer – but never had he been on the other side of it. Artemisia sighed, Ladon needed to socialize more – which meant she needed to find others for him to socialize with. At least he’d be getting some experience now, especially when dealing with outgoing digimon, like Grunt seemed to be. "Don’t worry about it; he’s like a kid, making his first friend." Artemisia stated with a smile. Grunt, excited and curious as he was in his rapid-fire questions reminded her of how children act when they get excited about something they don’t know. She couldn’t blame him for acting like how he did; eventually, he’d grow, as all children do. When Amanda asked if she was a tamer as well, it gained Ladon’s attention too. "I am, indeed. This the first time you’ve met another tamer?" she asked, an eyebrow curiously raised. "Of course Izzy’s my tamer! She has a digivice just like you!" the dragonoid digimon jumped into the conversation, emerald orbs focused on Amanda, suddenly protective and defensive. It was bad enough Izzy didn’t think she could be a good tamer, but now this girl had to question her?! Did the raven haired teen really not look like a tamer? "Show her, Izzy! Your digivice!" "What have I said about jumping to conclusions?" she asked Ladon, who merely stood up straighter than before. Of course, of course; don’t jump to conclusions. He knew that, but it just bothered him when people questioned Artemisia as a tamer. She was his tamer, damn it! Artemisia pulled the dual grey digivice out of her pocket anyways, letting it rest in her open palm for a moment before putting it back. "I apologize for his behavior again, he’s defensive." She stated before turning her dusk-like gaze on Grunt. "I can show you how to take a picture, if you would like," she offered, as Ladon calmed himself down from his ‘defensive mode’. TAG: @amanda NOTES: not my best, sorry. still getting used to her character...

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TONIGHT, WE ARE YOUNG!

gonna set the world on fire!

Moment Music

It seemed that the two weren't really doing anything truly important, at least not from her point of view. Simply taking pictures and enjoying the day. Amanda almost figured that it was just a hobby for the older female. Photography was never something that truly gripped her. A picture was just that, a picture. Perhaps it could be altered now and then, but aside from sentimental value, it really wasn't worth an effort to try and engage into the topic. Of course, she wouldn't say that. Amanda didn't know what picture taking truly meant to Artemisia. To her, maybe it was worth it. As Ladon seemed to go on to lecturing her upon how they should pay more attention to where they were going, the young girl seemed to cause him to become silent.

Wow...though I have no idea what that meant....I bet it was something pretty powerful to get him to back down....

Blinking, she watched as the Agumon continued to converse with Ladon, his own expression becoming blank upon finding that his questions were getting less than promising results. Still, at least the monster was making friends, which was something that Artemisia reminded her of as they seemed to watch the duo for a moment. Grunt was indeed a child, from what her own research upon digimon had given her...limited as it may have been. He was still learning, and thus growing. Of course he would be overly excited to meet someone who was like him, considering how long he must have wandered around searching for her. Perhaps he was just as lonely as she was, being stuck at home while she was at school and her father was at work. Outside of her and her dad, who did he have to talk to?

She was right...he was like a kid...

"Heh...A kid with a very large head and scales..."

Giggling, the two of them continued to told until Amanda had asked her question. This seemed to prompt one towards her, which she would have answered had Ladon not come into it abruptly. Much like a dog defending it's master, he stated her claim of a digi-vice and even attempted to get her to reveal it as a means of proof. His swift action and change of tone had caused the young blonde to step back, prompting Grunt to come to her side as he waved both his claws while holding a nervous grin.

"Heeeeeeeyyyyy ....chill out....It was just a question...she didn't mean anything by it....right?"

"Ah! Of course not!!"

The situation had changed so rapidly, without warning. Amanda began to feel like they were only one word away from a fight, which was the last thing she wanted. Thankfully, Artemisia once again calmed her partner or rather scolded him. It prompted both Amanda and Grunt to sigh in relief. The scene had been deflated, ending the tension and allowing them to once again go back on more friendly terms. Upon hearing how Ladon was very defensive, Amanda looked towards the slowly calming creature before nodding her head slowly as she responded.

"Yea...I noticed. But I guess all digimon are like that. I just never seen one act with such passion upon it...Mine isn't as dedicated to that part of their apparent creed..."

Holding her hand to her lips as she giggled again, Grunt frowned as he crossed his arms and snorted a small puff of smoke from his nostrils.

"Am so! I defend your honor all the time! Like when your dad forgets to lower the toilet seat at home!"

Upon hearing this, Amanda face became beet red as she lowered her head in shame.

"I'm......I just don't know what to say to that..."

Watching as the girl offered to show Grunt how to use the camera, Amanda gently reach into her back-pack, revealing her own digi-vice as well. The hot pink and white object gleamed within the light of the sun before she placed it back within it's place in her bag.

"But to answer your question...yes...at least not directly. I'm still pretty new to all this, hence why I'm not too great at keeping Grunt in line..."

Upon saying this, she could see Grunt had already begun moving close to Artemisa, nodding his head with a grin as he awaited her instruction on how to use the device.

"I barely know anything about being a tamer...to be honest..."

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((Same here...It's never easy working with a new creation...Thankfully it always gets better after awhile lol))

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ARTEMISIA so darkness i became

flashes of the sun She couldn’t help but laugh lightly, not a full blown, from-the-belly type of laugh – when was the last time she had laughed like that? She couldn’t remember – but she was still amused enough to laugh a bit as she watched Grunt and Ladon interact. Grunt seemed to deflate from curious and excited; just like a child would once they realized they were getting nowhere. Ladon, as he said, didn’t know much about cameras and Grunt wanted to know about cameras. Not exactly the best conversation starter for the two dragonoid digimon – though Grunt did seem to remind her more of a dinosaur than a dragon. Ladon, she couldn’t really compare to a child as she did with Grunt because the Ryudamon wasn’t very childish or naïve. He was, like a young adult almost; not yet there, but still no longer a child. Much like her, she supposed – at eighteen, she couldn’t be a child but could not be considered as an adult either. It was that awkward stage, where she was neither. Still, Artemisia was more mature than most would think from an eighteen year old girl, but she didn’t like to think herself as such. "Don’t forget about the claws," she added with an amused smile. Of course, Grunt was a digimon and not a human child – sometimes she forgot that there were differences between them. She couldn’t see much of a difference because, they both grew, learned, loved. Digimon just grew in a different sort of way than humans – changing forms and power much more obviously than any human could. It was still the same though; because digimon were creatures too, weren’t they? Humans, creatures; what was the difference – for humans were creatures, just unique enough that made them humans. Just as there were different digimon – but in the end, they were still all digimon. Sometimes she forgot that people didn’t think of it that way. Especially with the war on the horizon; with the bad digimon and good digimon and tamers, stuck in the middle. War was universal, she supposed; the only thing that everyone understood. It was much like a double-edged sword, like the darkness she was so fond of. Without war, how could they appreciate and wish for peace? ”War is peace”; it went hand in hand, just like dark and light. She couldn’t help but smile as she noted Grunt had made to stand by Amanda when Ladon got defensive. Amanda may not have thought it, but Grunt had been in the best position he could have – if he jumped in front of her, it could have spurred Ladon on to actually attack. If he didn’t get closer, he wouldn’t have been able to protect his tamer. Instead, he tried to clear out all the tension by explaining that they meant no offense. Neither may have seen it that way, but Artemisia did. "Sorry for snapping at you like that," Ladon apologized, averting his gaze as if embarrassed to apologize. Of course, he was a prideful creature and so it didn’t really surprise Artemisia that he didn’t want to apologize properly, by looking Amanda or Grunt in the eyes. Still, an apology was an apology and beggars couldn’t be choosers. From what she saw, Amanda and Grunt were in no state to pick a fight with Ladon. "There is a place and a time for everything, but now is not the time." she stated, amusement tinging her tone and her smile. Even Ladon couldn’t help but let out a snort of amusement in an attempt to not laugh outright. At Amanda’s apparent mortification, Artemisia smiled, almost encouragingly, "it’ll be at his own pace, but he will learn." "How come you’ve never spoken to other tamers before?" Ladon asked, as Artemisia made to show Grunt the camera. "Do not tell him how to do something, but instead what to do." The blue eyed girl stated, pushing a strand of raven hair from her eyes, "he may just surprise you." "I’m a new tamer as well. It takes experience and time, as everything does." Artemisia stated, though she wasn’t looking at Amanda, but showing Grunt the button to click in order to take a picture. "The flash comes from here. You asked about it earlier." Artemisia pointed to the ‘flash area’. Ladon blinked, as his tamer seemed to handle both Grunt and Amanda at the same time. She was good at it, he realized – helping and listening to others, though never saying much about herself. Izzy refused to talk about her problems, he knew that; but he just hadn’t known how good she was at helping others with their own, however indirectly. In this case, it was more advice than anything that his tamer was giving Amanda, but still. It was something meant to help the younger girl – so why couldn’t she help herself? Or at least, let him help her. Ladon turned his attention towards Grunt, pushing the thoughts to the back corners of his mind – later; he’d try to figure his tamer out later. "Try taking a picture of the tree – that one, with our stuff under it," he pointed towards the tree that, indeed, had Izzy’s items laid neatly side by side to each other. "Just don’t drop the camera," Artemisia handed him her camera, which he held out almost gingerly to the Agumon. TAG: @amanda NOTES: XD that's true.

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TONIGHT, WE ARE YOUNG!

gonna set the world on fire!

"Ohh...Heh heh...Its cool...Been yelled at for worse things...Don't worry about it.."

Waving her hand to the side, she could see that it had taken a lot for the creature to admit his mistake. Of course, it hadn't been enough to allow his gaze to look to her own in the process of his apology. Amanda wouldn't mention it though, knowing that he was only doing what any real friend would do. You defended the people you cared about, especially from those that didn't know the struggles they went through. To Ladon, she was a stranger, and her question had caused offense. Still, it didn't mean that the girl was too keen on having to worry about Ladon snapping on her again. Considering that she'd have a few more questions to ask.

A chance like this was rare, even more so with Grunt being there too. Despite them being more or less mainstream, she couldn't really get herself to go up and talk to random tamers to get answers. Grunt help had been limited to his ability to pay attention, giving her most of the work. What he did tell her was basically how digimon were creatures from another plain and that he was there to help her. The Digital world, what little he did say, was a vast area of different locations and climates. He was vague in what his help entailed, only stating that he didn't really know and that he was certain that others would be able to tell her more. This seemed like a better time than any to do just that.

But as she awaited what she believed would be a response, Artemisia did something completely opposite. Her attention still focused upon Grunt in his instruction, her words seemed to sway towards both of them. Almost as if it were a mixed message. Upon their last moment of conversation being about Grunt, the statement spoke of how there was a time and place for everything and that he would eventually learn at his own pace and time.

"Huh?"

Placing one hand upon her hip, Amanda continued to watch and listen, her face blank in attempt to try and decode her words. Was she stating that she wasn't going to help her? Or that Grunt would figure it out as he went along? Was that supposed to be towards her as well? When the older female continued, she said that she shouldn't tell Grunt how to do things, but what to do and that he might just surprise her with his results. Hearing this, the teens gaze leered over towards the orange skinned dinosaur, who's face seemed completely frozen with his grin. It was hard to picture Grunt doing something that was unexpected. So far, it seemed that she had him pegged as a child. Nothing so far had proved her wrong.

"Right....I think I get it...."

Rubbing the back of her neck, Artemisia stated that she too was a new tamer and that it would take time and experience for her to truly get what the title meant. Time was something Amanda wasn't sure she had, especially since she had yet to give her father a better answer to why they had not called the police about the newest inclusion to their household? Even at that moment she could recall the large vein that seemed to protrude from his forehead upon seeing the creature seated on their living room couch when he came home to a house cluttered in a mess of shattered dishes and broken furniture.

"I just wish there was a manual or a guidebook or something....It can't be that we're learning all this from word of mouth or just...out of the blue can it?"

Grunt's attention seemed less upon the dismay of his tamer and more towards the now present camera in his hands. After taking Ladon's advice and using the information given by Artemisia, the Agumon cheerfully walked towards the tree before calling back to his fellow monster.

"NO WORRIES! I got this!"

Winking back towards the group, the lizard laughed as he held the device forwards, gently using the tip of his claw to press the button to allow a flash of light to emerge from it's top. Grunt jumped back slightly, nearly dropping the camera in his moment of brief panic. Yet he clumsily managed to keep it in his hand, sighing in relief before laughing nervously.

"He he..It's pretty bright! Let me try that again.....Lets see...Give me a tree smile....Or a wave maybe?"

TEMPLATE BY RACH

((though I think we're doing pretty good XD))

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ARTEMISIA i was in the darkness so darkness i became

flashes of the sun "How eloquent," Ladon snickered at Amanda's confusion at his tamer's words. He may not have understood her all the time, but he did sometimes. More often now that he was getting used to how she spoke and whatnot. Having her read aloud also helped with some of the references she made, which made him feel better because then it felt like an inside joke between the two. Artemisia reached over and tugged on the samurai styled red hair that only appeared at the back of his helmet armor. "Behave," was all she stated to the dragonoid digimon, as he lowered his head. If anyone should point out he acted like a scolded pet, Ladon would be quick to counter. He was her digimon partner, not a pet! He didn't apologize though because he was proud and had already apologized once. Though, he would admit that sometimes Izzy was hard to talk to, with all her sayings and references and stuff. Sometimes it wasn't even that; but just the way she spoke. He was getting better though, to his own joy. Amanda, it appeared, was of the majority that never really understood what Izzy said. Well, at least she had the guts to admit she didn't no, as un-eloquent as it was. "Izzy's basically saying don't judge a book by it's cover, yeah?" the dragonoid digimon stated, bright green eyes turned on his tamer. Artemisia nodded, her lips quirking into a smile. That was the gist of it, yes. Arte is a bit amused at Amanda, though it isn't in a malicious way. Most wouldn't admit they might not have understood. Pride was a funny thing, after all. The raven haired girl glanced at her digimon partner; a prime example she thought as she smiled. "Don't worry, girlie. Not everyone does." Ladon couldn't help but mention, a snort in amusement. Still, he liked this girl well enough - at least she didn't pretend to understand. He didn't either...well, not when it was just him and Izzy. Artemisia glanced at Amanda, when the younger tamer mentioned having a guidebook or manual or something of that sort to help. "What would we learn from a guidebook, that we would not learn ourselves?" She asked, with a smile on her expression. It wasn't rhetorical...well, not really. She didn't know why they were chosen as tamers, but there was one thing she was certain of it. Being a tamer wasn't fun and games; it was meant to push them to their limits and them some. To help them grow, for better or worse; see how they adapt to the challenges given to them. It was a part of the process, not knowing what to do - everyone did their own thing, after all. Those who were natural leaders would naturally pick up quicker, help others, be the leader they could be. Others distanced themselves, alone and without help. "Hey, be careful!" Ladon cried, moving closer to the Agumon as the digimon nearly dropped the camera. Izzy's camera; Izzy's precious camera. Arte watched with a fond smile at her partner, who was really more protective and defensive of her than she was of herself. "Being a tamer is not meant to be learned from a manual. It is meant to be learned, experienced. It will push us to our limits, test us, place obstacles in our way. How we react, what we do; it is what makes us tamers." Arte stated her previous thoughts aloud, for Amanda more so than anything. The younger girl seemed worried, unsure of how a tamer should act. She would learn though; experience things to teach her what not to do, to let her know what she should do. Wasn't that life, anyways? Being a tamer, you just had more obstacles to get through, more fights to fight; but you'd have a partner beside you as well. "Trees don't wave, I hope you realize that." Ladon muttered under his breath, watching Grunt closely as the digimon handled the camera. He rolled his eyes before stepping forward, in line with his fellow digimon. "If it moves, then it'll be blurry. Unless you focus it first. Izzy does it all the time, but sometimes she lets it get blurry on purpose." he said to the dinosaur-like digimon, hoping Grunt would get the picture and not drop the camera. Izzy would be so disappointed and sad if he did...even if she wouldn't show it. TAG: @amanda NOTES: so sorry for the wait! it was a busy week.

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