A Walk In Andante [OPEN]

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FLYING ON THE WINGS OF MY DESTINY ❀

So, what was he going to do with his Digimon? He knew absolutely nothing about being a Tamer. Kokumamon just appeared out of the blue. He wasn't even sure how to react to it, and he recalled that he had to act fast for fear that his dad would have probably tried to injure it.  Well, attempted to, and would have nearly done so, if it hadn't been for Shuusei interfering. He scrutinized the buzzing chunk of metal before him. Walking around didn't seem to help at all. Shuusei was clearly at a loss. He didn't even have a digivice - something that most Tamers would have, or so he heard.  "What are you going to do now, master?" his partner inquired. Well, Shuusei wouldn't go as far as referring him as a partner. Not just yet, but the Digimon was insistent. If anything, the Digimon insisted on addressing him as 'master'. It only made him feel and sound old. Shuusei didn't want that! He threw a glance back at his Digimon, murmuring something along the lines of "I don't know" and "Not sure", and he continued walking aimlessly.

LAIKA OF GS!

[Quinn Blythe]

Tokyo was Quinn’s turf when he was still a troublesome teenager, and even after years he couldn’t let go of his habit of butting into other people’s business to protect what really matters to him. The reason for this one occasion was simple – bullying was a horrible act he hated even before, and he couldn’t just stop himself when a group of three teenagers were beating up another. Digimons were present as well, and he had the gut-feeling it was related to a gang war. Again.

In any way, half an hour after he interfered with the bullying and got the boy to run away, he himself was strolling the city streets as casually as possible so not to draw attention. With his vest a little dirty, his right fist bloody, and his digimon partner missing, Quinn felt like in the old days. The only difference was his height and the absence of his schoolbag. Oh, and maybe his hair got a little lighter as well.

In any case, he had to meet up with Keenan so they could head back home. He could only hope the digimon didn’t get into more trouble. He could trust the little guy, but admittedly, the Patamon was worse in sneaking around in the city, however familiar he was on the streets after these years. He couldn’t have gotten too far away though. He had to find him, and unfortunately, some unknown noise was interfering with his digivice, so he couldn’t use it to track his partner. He was staring at the device for a long minute, wondering what its problem might be... and not finding a clue.

Old style investigations, then, here I come.

He figured asking tamers for help would be better than asking simple pedestrians. As he glanced around, his sight was drawn to a teenaged boy with a robotic digimon... for some reason he could see the hollow air around him, which disappeared after a blink. But from that, Quinn knew he had to ask that one guy. "Hey, sorry for the intrusion, but..." he started as he walked up to the boy, giving a friendly smile "have you seen a lone digimon around? It’s a Patamon, it looks like a light brown, squishy pillow with ears that look like bat wings." He even mimicked the Patamon’s silhouette and size with his hands, not bothering to pocket his dark grey and teal colored digivice or wipe the dirt from his fist while he was explaining his troubles to the boy.

notes: Hey Michi, I hope you don't mind me hopping in~
tags: @shuuseihatsuharu

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"it's what tomorrow holds" ☒ Quinn Blythe ✐ 405 ✉ I don't mind! :3 MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

Shuusei could only stare at the device that had popped up on his bedside table when he woke up. The black and red digivice felt cold, smooth and, at certain areas, rugged under the warm pads of his fingers. He glanced at his Digimon with sullen eyes, suddenly feeling bad for him. At least, Shuusei thought it was of the male species. "Kokumamon, right?" he called out, wanting to confirm the name of the creature beside him. The metal Digimon shook its head furiously, a clear indication that Shuusei had gotten it wrong. "It's Kokuwamon!" Like his master, Kokuwamon had crimson-colored eyes that lacked life, quite similar to Shuusei's own. Not that the boy would ever know that, of course. If anything, Kokuwamon was just following where his master went, but even then, he had no clue where they were headed. Shuusei had no goal in mind, and Kokuwamon watched as the boy examined the foreign piece of technology in his hand. If there was one word to describe his master now, it would be clueless. He would have used the term 'lost', but that was a rather harsh way of putting it. The more Shuusei stared at the object in his hand, the more his mind wandered. He would have probably walked into a lamp post just a few steps away from him, had it not been for the voice of a silver-haired stranger breaking him out from his reverie. He stared blankly at the other for a few moments, before the question finally settled in his head. "... Patamon?" he repeated, a puzzled expression written all over his face. He shook his head. Shuusei hadn't been paying attention to his surroudings, much less the fact that there were other Digmon and Tamers all around him. He was curious as to why the boy just looked like he got out of a street fight, and the device in his hand didn't go unnoticed. Shuusei couldn't see the details of the Digivice in the other's hand, but it seemed to be the same, except that he saw that there was an antenna on his device. His own red and black one didn't. "Sorry, I haven't seen any Digimon of that sort," he offered a strained smile, even though Shuusei felt really bad that he couldn't do anything. Plus, he wasn't sure what were the names of each Digimon, so he was useless in this case.