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Post by SoltheGuilmon on Nov 6, 2016 11:25:40 GMT -5
Miles was walking through the park wondering where he should go first, he was young and unknown. He always enjoyed coming here when he was even younger with his sister, Elanor, they'd often pick flowers together. The serenity and the cherry blossoms eased his nerves and calmed his mind. This place had high significance to him. "I ran out ready to explore the world and make a name for myself but I don't even know where it is I need to go." Miles sighed, He turned to look up at the cherry blossoms as the wind gently broke them from their branches and carried them slowly to the earth below. Miles was memorized by the sight of it, "Cherry blossoms have always been my favorite kind of flower, even though Lia tells me they're not really flowers." After admiring the scenery, Miles wandered over to a bench and jumped up onto it watching the people come and go, the children playing the parents talking. He started to long for his family already, "Geez I've been away from them a whole hour and I already miss them." Miles looked at his gloves and the name engraved into them. He let out a sigh and beat them together twice softly, "I wonder what dad did when he first set out. I don't even know where to begin looking for fights." He said to himself. "I guess I should decide where to go from here." He stated.
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Post by DasuketheArcher on Nov 10, 2016 13:07:59 GMT -5
A curious little Palmon spotted the young Gaomon sitting all alone. It had been a long time since she saw that look, but she knew all too well what it meant. This young fighter was looking for his calling. Why not give it to him? She walked over to the child and stood right in front of him.
"Hello! My name is Talia. What's yours? I haven't seen you around here much before. You look lonely. Can I sit with you?"
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Post by SoltheGuilmon on Nov 10, 2016 15:13:35 GMT -5
Miles looked at the Palmon walk over and introduce herself, he smiled and scooted over to allow her a seat. "Nice to meet you Talia, I am Miles. I don't usually come to this park without my sisters, and they haven't taken me in some time. I just started my own journey so I thought I'd come visit the park before I left...not that I know where to go." Miles said with a nervous smile.
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Post by DasuketheArcher on Nov 13, 2016 16:58:47 GMT -5
Talia giggled at the Gaomon's nervous behavior. "It's quite alright. As it turns out, I went on a journey myself back in youth. A long time ago..." Talia looked up at the sky as her voice trailed off and he held up a hand to block out the sun from her eyes. If Miles looked closely, he would noticed that the usually purple tips of her vines were a gold color instead. "Anyway, if I had to venture a guess, you wanna be a fighter, yes? I've seen many young Gaomon follow that path. Is that your future, or are you the kind to break the mold?" Talia smiled gently at the young dog type.
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Post by SoltheGuilmon on Nov 13, 2016 18:10:45 GMT -5
Miles didn't pay the different colored vines much attention, not that he could honestly tell anything was different. He didn't talk to strangers much, "I wonder how many Gaomon sought this path, I don't really know any other path to take except the one before me. I wanna be like my daddy, he is a strong retired fighter. If you don't mind my asking...how old are you? You don't seem much older then my sisters." He asked with a curious look. Talia talked as if she were much older but as a Palmon, it was hard for Miles to imagine her so old. He hoped he wasn't being rude asking such a personal question but it did plague his mind so.
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Post by DasuketheArcher on Nov 13, 2016 19:32:51 GMT -5
Talia nodded as Miles explained his situation, but was a bit surprised that this young thing asked her age. Not the most polite thing to do, but it seemed that her appearance did leave one to wonder. "Well, that's not something I get asked much. If you must know, I am 67 years young!" Talia stood up off the bench and stepped out a few feet in front of Miles, facing him. "But I still got it!" As soon as she closed her mouth, she suddenly lashed out a golden vine and snapped the small piece of exposed bench between Miles' legs, then recoiled it just as quickly, laughing her head off.
"Ooooh, I've always wanted to do that to someone!" She said after catching her breath. "Now then, once you've composed yourself, why don't you follow me? I know a place where you can go to practice to be just like your daddy." She turned sideways and looked back over her shoulder. "You coming?"
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Post by SoltheGuilmon on Nov 14, 2016 10:30:33 GMT -5
"Well, that's not something I get asked much. If you must know, I am 67 years young!" Talia had said which made Miles smile, he was going to compliment her on her appearance but Talia had seemed slightly peeved at Miles for asking. "But I still got it!" She said and unleashed her vines whipping the bench, coming dangerously close to Miles's genitals. He wasn't prepared for it and his heart nearly stopped at the golden blur and loud cracking noise of the whip. He flinched and pulled his legs back as an involuntary reaction. He opened his eyes and looked down making sure he was still a male before looking at Talia with a frown, "Ooooh, I've always wanted to do that to someone!" She teased. Miles did not know the point of showing him her abilities so rudely when word of mouth would have sufficed. "Now then, once you've composed yourself, why don't you follow me? I know a place where you can go to practice to be just like your daddy." She claimed. Miles wasn't so sure she was trustworthy anymore and hesitated to remove himself off of the bench. "You coming?" She asked, "Y-Yea...." Miles replied, he decided to go but he'd be keeping his guard up from now on while around this woman. He wouldn't be taken by surprise again.
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Post by DasuketheArcher on Nov 16, 2016 15:12:10 GMT -5
"Alright! Let's get going, then!" Talia said, clapping her hands together in excitement. "Follow me!! I have a nice spot picked out in the Residential District! It's right between Bullmon's Antique Shoppe and PetitMeramon's Fireworks Emporium. You'll love it! Let's go!" Talia ran off several feet in the proper direction and waited for Miles to catch up before continuing to her destination.
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Post by SoltheGuilmon on Nov 16, 2016 16:01:06 GMT -5
"O-okay..." Miles said unsure of what to make of the current situation he was in. Was she trustworthy or psychotic? He didn't know but he had to start somewhere right? Miles broke into a small jog to keep pace with Talia as she took him to who knows where.
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