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Post by jicklet on Oct 22, 2012 19:11:24 GMT -8
jicklet [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=valign,top] | [atrb=valign,top] A quiet snore plus murmurs met Jicklet's ears as her partner swiftly decided into sleep. Such a strange partner. He certainly does like to sleep a lot. Wonder if there's something wrong with his coding. As Niinii slept, the blond avatar looked around the landscape, seeing the odd Hagurumon dance around - they were pretty common mobs in this area, then there was the very rare crackle of thunder, possibly from a Thundermon that had wandered outside the Factory. She wanted to explore the actual inside of the Factory, but that would wait until her Neemon partner woke, so until then, the cowgirlish avatar hovered around the entrance.
Soon, she heard quick and confident footsteps coming up. Turning, Jicklet saw a sword-wielding, blue armored, white furred Digimon hurrying up with a smile on it's muzzle. Above green eyes, an eyebrow quirked in confused amusement and she looked further to see a male avatar trailing it. She almost smiled before it froze, half made on her avatar, ... They didn't find me did they? Jicklet choked as they came up on her, Neemon snoring away, unaware of what was going on around it.
Soon, the pair were upon them, screen names in view, and Jicklet raised a hand in greeting, sweating slightly, "H-hi there, Ste-Steven," she stumbled over the username slightly, "and Spadamon." A tiny thought in the back of her head kept returning to the player she blacklisted, praying that they hadn't sent someone out to find her. It was a good chance that she was just being paranoid, and so she told herself, but she really didn't want to deal with that clinger. "What brings you out to these parts?"
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