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[maverick]

They needed to get some more experience under their belts if they wanted to become the tamer king. They needed to get more involved with the experiences of the world, and the best way was to find some digimon. Pyre was walking a few paces ahead, on high alert, to watch for any possible digimon coming to attack. The digimon was prepared for an attack, though he wasn't quite sure what kind of digimon they would run into either.

Maverick on the other hand seemed relatively calm about the whole situation, walking behind the Agumon. He was looking forward to meeting some digimon, his arms behind his head, walking through the forest, it was a nice place. Relaxing, calm, it had the same feel as a forest in the real world to him, he let out a content sigh at that.

Not much was different, and he could enjoy himself to his heart's content, which is what he had planned. Granted, a digimon to either chat with or fight would be fun too, even another person would be good.

[homme]

bronze tamer • crest of purity • kudamon

Homme was near the other man, even if he didn't know it. He didn't like going into the forest so much - it seemed dangerous, a bit more like an actual game. For Homme, the game was more about getting outside, about having the occasional talk with people. Even the digimon (a 'kudamon', he'd finally had it identified as) was a relief for him. He'd never had any real pets, and the kudamon acted a whole lot like one. It had talked a lot originally, trying to get him to answer back, but he hadn't understood a word of it, and it had largely given up on that.

The kudamon perked up at the sound of other people - heading right on over towards the noise. Lacking back legs, it's method of locomotion was a bit off - sort of like a snake, swimming through the sky not far from the ground. "Hello there!" It called out, eager to make sure they knew it wasn't just a wild digimon.

Apparently, there were people around - the Kudamon never spoke unless there were, and Homme felt a bit worried at that. Probably more people who didn't want to deal with him.

[wild digimon]

A wand is raised in warning. The light dims.

Though desert men once called me God,
To-day men call me mad,
For I wag my tail when I am angry,
And growl when I am glad.

[maverick]

It seemed that they were indeed not alone in the woods, when there was a voice calling out to them. Pyre took a defensive stance, but relaxed seeing that it was another player's digimon. Although, he was still on guard, last thing he needed was for Maverick to get attacked because he was slacking.

"Hello there!" the man waved towards the creature and its partner, about to go approach them. There were quite a lot of people here, but he was still sure he hadn't quite seen anyone like this person. Oh well, that just added more variety to the server, he had no cares about appearance anyways. "How goes it?" he figured a bit of friendly conversation couldn't hurt.

Then there was the voice of someone else, he turned to see the digimon nearby. Listening to its words, he contemplated the answer, before nodding, "The answer is a cat." It was a pretty simple riddle to him, but maybe he was just underestimating the complexity of it. Who knew really, but he was pretty sure that was the answer anyways.

[homme]

bronze tamer • crest of purity • kudamon

Homme wasn't sure he'd ever get used to that - to the whole idea of people talking to him in a language he didn't understand. It was easy to follow why they would think he would, being a Japanese server and all, but beyond the most basic words (he'd recently learned some sort of greeting that he was fairly sure was 'hello'), he didn't know a bit of it.

Even so, he was eager to bring out that one word he knew. "Hello." Mispronounced, and obviously not native as the kudamon perked up.

"Is this one of those riddle digimon? Because the answers definitely cat." He confirmed after the other human gave his answer. "I bet my human would have gotten it if he'd ever talk." The kudamon gave homme a pointed look, not at all amused. How was he supposed to do anything fun if his human wouldn't go beyond one word sentences?

[maverick]

The man spoke, but it didn't quite come out right, which gave him the impression that this man was foreign. Not that Maverick really cared much about that kind of stuff really, it wasn't some huge deal to the man. People did this kind of thing all the time, and he just saw no purpose in getting upset about something so small. Though, his own current problem was that he now needed to try drawing a bit on his English classes.

"Hello," he spoke, though his English was as bad as this guy's Japanese, so it was likely not very intelligible. He figured it was a chance to try and get something of a conversation going. He was better at understanding English anyways, so that part wouldn't be the problem.

Pyre looked between the human and the digimon that was with him. The Kudamon seemed to not have much of good opinion of his/her partner, with him being quiet. "Why doesn't he talk?" the digimon questioned.

[homme]

bronze tamer • crest of purity • kudamon

Homme was slightly surprised when the other man answered in English. Even if it was absolutely terrible English, Homme was French - and no real stranger to butchered English, even if he spoke it just fine himself. He gave a little smile in return, going right back to his manners.

"It's very nice to meet you." Pleasantries were good to fall back to. Plenty of formal classes taught you simple phrases like that before they taught you much more beyond that.

The kudamon gave a little shrug of his shoulders. "I don't know. He only ever does that funny talking thing - where he's not talking right. Like he is right now." The kudamon's voice was entirely neutral - and he jabbed a paw at Homme to indicate that Homme was doing the 'funny talking thing' - speaking English.

[maverick]

That seemed to get things rolling a bit better, the guy seemed to be a bit more pleased. Maybe it was because there was someone willing to try and speak to him in a language he understood? Who knew, but hey, he was willing to make more friends. Maybe if he became friends with this guy, then he could even improve his own language skills. That would be a bonus in his mind, and opened up a whole new door.

"It is also your response to that, too, is a good thing," he think that sounded right, but then he wasn't exactly an English major. Either way, he was at least trying to get a conversation going, so maybe things would turn out alright.

Pyre looked between the humans, before turning towards the Kudamon, "Maybe it's just a human thing?" Shrugging, it seemed like Maverick was doing something similar, not quite to the same extent from what he could tell thought. He wasn't sure though.

[homme]

[atrb=border,0,bTable] crest of purity • kudamon The man's English wasn't that good. It was mechanical - he knew the words, and what they meant, but he seemed to struggle to put them together. Lucien had never had that problem, being raised largely bilingual, even if French had always been his first language. The gist was there at least - he agreed, and felt the same way. "It's nice to get to speak to someone again. I apologize - my Japanese is... worse than abysmal." Realistically, he probably should have tried to use smaller words. Only that wasn't the sort of thing he ever thought about - and it was far from habit, even though it would have been a useful habit. The kudamon gave another little shrug. "It must be a human thing. I've never seen a digimon do it - just humans. Mostly my human, but sometimes other humans do it too."