Acquaintance [OPEN]

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Yoichi had lost track of the cigarettes he'd smoked today. Idly rifling through his pack, he realized that he only had three left, a sad realization for a man who had far too little to do. Would he be walking to the convenience store in an hour or so to pick up another pack? Or would he just sit here and sulk, bearing a look of sadness on his face and last night's clothes on his body? Sighing, he took a stroll around the corner, looking for somewhere to sit. A bench was occupied by a couple of business types, chatting about the nonsense they'd seen on the television last night. Something about another monster. 
'Who cares?' Yoichi thought.
He was tired of this monster shit. Nothing was coming of it. Stuff would blow up, the news crews would rush there, and a day later the police completed their investigation and cleaned it up. He wondered how long this would go on. They were running out of dustpans by now. Of course, his current preoccupation wasn't so much about monsters as it was about finding a clean seat. 8am. Everyone was moving, traveling. And these two were hogging up the only damn bench on the block.

Finally, the intruders left, allowing Yoichi his resting place. He sat awkwardly, placing one leg atop the bench to prevent others from sitting down. An old lady eyed him nervously for a moment, interested in the bench but otherwise unwilling to ask to sit down. Casting a condescending gaze over his shoulder, Yoichi allowed her to struggle on without any care at all. This city was so boring. All of the bright lights and the money and the night clubs didn't entertain him anymore. He'd already been out for the fifth straight night. He suspected the amount of hours he'd slept were in the single digits. Tilting his head back, he closed his eyes. Sleep.

"?"
Yoichi roused from his slumber, only to find the face of a young child staring back at him.
"You dropped this."
Giving his head a shake, Yoichi patted his pockets. Where the hell was his cellphone? Looking at the kid, he realized it was in his hands.
"I know" he retorted in irritation, reclaiming his item.
The mysterious kid ran off shortly thereafter, unwilling to make any further interaction. As Yoichi reclaimed his device, however, he realized that something was wrong with it. 
"What the hell?"

Examining his 'phone', he realized that what he was holding wasn't a phone at all. It was some sort of...toy? He mashed a couple of buttons and then hucked it at the ground. Great. He'd be buying another one of those. What was it, the fifth time this month? Crossing his arms, he slumped back down, pouting like a child. In the meantime, the object began to beep wildly, signifying a new arrival...

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The sound of high heel shoes could been heard tapping against the concrete ground as a dark haired beauty strutted through the thick crowd of people populating the streets of Tokyo. She was currently wearing a short, black dress, a pair of chic black high heels to match her dress and a making hand bag to add to her outfit. The tiny dress hugged her curvaceous body, showcasing her feminine body frame. Her long, raven hair dancing in the gentle breeze like graceful ribbons. The young lady was in search of a particular modeling agency within the limits of the massive city. Unfortunately, she had no idea  where the building would be located, nor did she know how to read the bewildering map that rested in her dainty hands. "Ugh, I really don't know where I'm going right now...Luckily, my interview doesn't start until two hours..." She spoke softly, glancing down at the map once again with her crimson orbs. It wasn't too long after that, that a small kid had bumped into her, almost knocking her down. "Hey kid, be careful! You could end up hurting someone or even hurt yourself if you're not watching where you are going!" She shouted out to him with a serious, yet caring tone.

A few seconds later, she heard something going off in her purse. Maybe, it was her cell phone. Digging into her purse, she would pull out a small hot pink and translucent device, which seem to have been flashing red for some unknown reason as it continued to beep in her hand. "Oh, I almost forgot that I was evening carrying this device with me." She giggled, staring down at the device. She had no idea what the device was nor what important it held. She just knew that it was "pretty" and unique. Therefore, she treasured it for those reasons. She had found the device resting at her door step, it was left within a small, precious gift box. So, she figured that it was a gift from a secretive admirer, which she seem extremely romantic to her. Aphrodite would use one of her free fingers as an end to stop the beeping noise by hitting a couple of random buttons on the device. However, the beeping noise would not fade away. Rolling her eyes, she would then stuff the device back into her purse and carry on toward a random path leading through the city.

Soon enough, she approached a young man resting on a bench. He appeared to have been a little out of it for some unknown reason. Taking in a deep breath, she would slowly start to walk toward the stranger, her thick hips swaying from side to side with each step as her smooth and elongated legs lead the way. After moving closer toward the stranger, her crimson eyes quickly noticed what seem to have been a sadness being expressed through his eyes. "Hello...Umm, excuse me...Are you okay? She would asked him, expressing a genuine concern for him.  

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That stupid kid. Didn't Yoichi make it clear he wasn't interested?
"Go away, you-"
He froze. No. That wasn't the kid. Looking over his shoulder, his spied one of the most beautiful women he'd ever seen. She was gorgeous from head to toe: long legs, supple curves and long, flowing hair. An awkward pause. Panicked, Yoichi straightened his collar and brushed one of his bony hands through his hair. There was no fixing his mistake. She'd likely dismiss him for another asshole and leave. He wouldn't deny that assumption (for it was true) though he would not apologize for it, either.

"Nevermind. You got one too, huh?" Yoichi went on.
Her looks were distracting, but not as distracting as the violent beeping noise coming from the device in her hands. He kneeled over to retrieve his. The two of them seemed to be crying out in unison, as if connected by the same purpose. Yoichi wondered what that connection was, if not why this kind of coincidence occurred. He noticed one difference, however. Her device was pink. His, on the other hand, was a deep blueish purple colour.
'It probably represents my bruised ego' he mused.
Bruised, but never compromised. Even on the most boring of days, Yoichi always had one thing to appreciate: himself. Today, he had two.

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Aphrodite titled her head a bit before taking a few steps away from the stranger, who attempted to tell her to go away. That was until he actually glanced up to have a look at her. She assumed that he had mistaken her for someone else. Therefore, she decided to stick around a little while longer, but she still figured that she would give him his space. A soft giggled soon escaped from her ruby red lips after watching him straighten out his collar and brush his fingers through his hair. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bother you...I just wanted to make sure that you were okay." She replied with a soft and angelic voice. She hoped that he would accept her apology, and not be bothered by her presence.

"I have one too, huh?" She questioned, feeling slightly confused until she noticed him staring at the pink device resting in her head. Shortly after that, he would pull out his own device that appeared to be identical to hers despite them having different colors. [color=deeppink]"Oh, well I guess this device isn't a exclusive gift after all..."[/color] She giggled softly, before glancing up and allowing her crimson eyes to meet with the strangers eyes. "Unfortunately, I don't know what this device is nor can I seem to stop it from beeping. Do you know anything about these devices?" She was hoping that he would be able to shed a little light on her.  

[Zaknafain Westhaven]

love is a game, you say,

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Zaknafain was in a good mood. He'd managed to escape his brother's glare without too much trouble, and now he was making his way through a crowded street. He had already flirted with some pretty blond woman and earned himself a giggle and a swat for being a casanova at such a young age. He hadn't meant it of course, she had been far too old for him, but he was never above a teasing pass if the target was cute enough. He had a pair of earbuds in his ears, and he was grinning, a playful pop in his step as he danced. He was mouthing the words right in time with the artist - 'so dance, dance, like, like, it's the last, last night of your life' - and he was completely happy to play the part of the carefree kid. His sister may have been the idol, sure, but he wasn't. He was just looking to have a little bit of fun here and maybe make a few friends in the process. He'd always loved breakdancing, and his Converses were light on the concrete, his body hopping and occasionally jumping off of the various things around him. He was still trying to learn parkour, but it was something he had to practice on the sly, when his older brother Dimitri wasn't around to scold him for it. He had his fingerless gloves on his hands, and it was very possible that he would have kept right on going and exploring the streets of Tokyo had something not interrupted his strut, something that had never happened before. Something in his pocket beeped. It wasn't his phone: No, he knew that beep by heart. This was higher, more obnoxious, something that had managed to penetrate past the wall of music blaring in his ears. Confusion creased his brow as he tugged one of the earbuds out with a flick of a wrist, the other hand rummaging through his pockets until he found the device emitting the noise. It was something that he'd found a while ago, and it was almost like a playphone. He had meant to throw it away, but every time he'd think about it being in his pocket, he wouldn't be near anywhere to chuck it in a bin, so he would keep it in his jacket pocket as it slipped from his mind again. It almost seemed to be... honing in on something. His mouth twisted, debating, but with a shrug, he decided that he was more than able to handle himself if it was going to be any trouble, so he decided to follow it until he lifted his gaze from it to see a man on a bench and a woman standing in front of him, both of them holding similar items. The male looked intimidating, if Zak was someone who was easily frightened by someone's appearance, but the woman was quite pretty, someone he'd toss a casual flirt at if her hair was a beautiful gold or silver instead of the dark onyx that feathered over her shoulders. The brunet gave the device a look, as if to ask it why it had decided to guide him here, before he shrugged, shoving it back down into his pocket again. He sauntered over, trying to play it cool. "So what's that you two ha-" he began, but the device in his pocket let out the loudest beep yet, completely ruining his nonchalant manner, though he still finished his sentence "-ve there?" Hopefully they wouldn't notice. He just kept up that carefree smile and pretended not to notice the piercing shriek that had just come from his pocket.

play me and put me away!

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Yoichi hadn't worked a day in his life. Understanding technology, or anything scientific, was not one of his fortes. Having spent so much time with people, though, there were a lot of things he'd understood about human nature. For one, people were insatiably curious. They craved answers and recognition. They craved love and companionship. It was easy to manipulate those who saw good in the world and sought out that good for themselves. Yoichi knew this because he didn't give a damn about discovery or pride or friends. He only cared about himself.

Smiling, the man looked Aphrodite in the eyes. His look was one of a professional actor: well practiced and eerily genuine. He almost felt as if he was telling the truth.
"We'll find a way, dear" he assured her, dropping his hostile tone for a warmer, gentler manner.
Yoichi thought about speaking further on the topic, but he found himself interrupted by yet another stranger. Another stranger with another one of those infernal objects, that was. How was it that they were all here, in the same place, with the same problem? A strange feeling caused Yoichi's gut to twist and turn. Was this last night's sick, coming to get him? He didn't think so. He knew what nausea felt like. This wasn't nausea. This was something with a bit more...intonation.
"I think we've all been brought here for a purpose" he said at last.
There was no doubt in his mind.

"I'm Yo, by the way."
He stood up and extended his hand to the two newcomers, pulling out the etiquette his parents had fought so hard to teach him. It wasn't that he didn't need to be polite, but he wasn't going to do so if he didn't have to. This man was about deceit and self serving ambition. He was good at remembering things and retaining subtle details. That's where his social intelligence came in. On paper, he was useless. Conversely, in a setting with multiple people, he was an unbridled genius. Offering the converse boy a sweet grin, his skill really began to shine.

"Is that him?" came a voice, lurking from above.
The shadow of a small creature seemed to be watching them all, waiting...

OOC: Works for me! n.n

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If only it was just that simple, Aphrodite thought to herself as she continue to press random buttons the beeping device. "Yeah, I'm not having any luck with that. Hopefully, it will just stop on its own." She stated, shrugging a bit. A few seconds later, the dark haired beauty heard the voice of a new comer approaching them. Performing a graceful turn, she would then lock her eyes onto Zak, greeting him with a friendly smile. "Oh, hello there." She spoke, shortly glancing away from him and turn her attention toward his pocket.  "Hmm, I take it that you have one of these little devices, too?" She questioned Zak, giving him a half smile, while pointing directly at his pocket.

After making small talk with Zak, Aphrodite would slowly turn her body back around to face Yo. "You're right. I'm starting to believe in the same idea that you're believing in...I just wish that we all knew what that purpose holds for us..." She replied, looking down at the pink device resting in her dainty hand again. She would then reach her free hand out to shake Yo's hand. "It's nice to meet you, Yo. I'm Aphrodite." She introduced herself.

"I'm not sure...How are we suppose to be able to know if they are the  humans that w are searching for?" A soft feminine voice questioned the other small creature as she perched upon a tree limb, hiding in the darkness. "That human girl, I feel that there is something special about her... Perhaps, she's the one that I am looking for..." She added, keeping her keen eyes locked on the raven haired female.   

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OOC: Sorry for the delay! Heaps of assignments.

'More than a pleasure to meet you' he thought.
"The pleasure is mine" he said instead.
This was the point in the conversation where Yoichi just wanted to quit the small talk and bring the girl home. It was a disgusting thought, to be sure, but it was all he knew. His lifestyle was one of instant gratification, not of proper relationships or meaningful connections. He was good at feigning the latter, though, and he often got rewarded for it. If there was anything Yoichi was good at faking, it was patience. His second most practiced skill was sincerity. Oh, the look of passion and feeling in his eyes when he wanted to! His long lashes fluttered at the thought. He was a damn good actor, even if he had been caught at the worst possible time of day. Morning was certainly a weakness - the bags underneath his eyes showed that.

The creature flipped around.
"Who the hell are you?" he wailed.
His beady eyes shifted steadily as he attempted to identify a speaker. Oh. A Biyomon. The furry bat snarled beneath his breath. Vaccine types! Why were they always Vaccine types? It was hard to find a Virus Digimon with a vocabulary over 50 words in Tokyo. All they seemed to care about was blowing stuff up. He - a DemiDevimon - also partook in such activities, yet he reminded himself that there was a certain code of conduct that his brethren had chosen to ignore. Nobody was afraid of dinosaur tantrums anymore. Didn't they know? It was cool to be understated. It was cool to be dark and dangerous! Like the Demon Lords. They were the baddest of the bad. Cream of the crop. The maniacal. The machinating. The intelligent. Those other Virus Digimon made him look bad. Being a cannonball with wings was insult enough. Of course, having run his mouth so quick hadn't done him any favours either.

Yoichi perked up, having heard a strange cry. Echoing the DemiDevimon's suspicious look-around in an eerily similar way, he searched for the source of the noise. He saw what would eventually be his partner at the foot of a tree, screaming at an unspecified pink bird.
"Don't suppose you know what they're on about?" Yoichi asked Aphrodite, shrugging.
The lack of surprise in his voice was strange, as if he knew this meeting was imminent.

Did he?...

[Zaknafain Westhaven]

love is a game, you say,

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Zaknafain cocked one hip out to the side. "Eh? What's this about being here for a purpose?" he asked, lacing his fingers behind his mess of chocolate hair, elbows sticking out casually. "I was just wandering, speak for yourself." He shrugged. "I have one," he replied to the woman, "but I don't know what it is either." Grinning, he brought one hand around and flashed a peace sign. "I'm Zaknafain, but everyone calls me Zak. Little easier to say for almost everyone involved." "I don't know about you idiots," a third voice huffed, the source stepping out to reveal itself as a single orange dinosaur-like creature, "but I'm going for the kid. Later." Bursting from the bushes, she darted over to Zak and aimed a kick at him. He saw her coming though and dodged, leaping out of the way nimbly - his sister had been too fond of the same trick when he was younger, and he'd gotten quite good at avoiding her leaps. "What are you?" he asked, a wary stance to his body, almost as he was prepared to fight. "Rude!" the Agumon snapped in return, huffing and lifting her head, closing her eyes. "I'm Spitfire, best and baddest Digimon around!" Coughing as a bit of flames from her Pepper Breath escaped her mouth, she looked at the other two humans, sizing them up. "Y'know, you both look stupid. And your Digimon are cowards, just so you know." Snickering, she grinned and sashayed her hips. "Do what I gotta do just to show you I'm the one," she crooned, earning her a laugh from Zaknafain. "Be nice, Spitfire," he chided, waggling his eyebrows and grinning. "Not everyone can be quite as pretty as you."

play me and put me away!