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Who: Sam, FB, Wormmon
What: Proving that Jeni really is an abusive as hell mun Sam goes wandering back in the forest.
When: July 18th, early morning
Where: D'Ango Forest
Sam wasn't really a moody person. Maybe a little high strung. Just a little. But since his arrival he'd just been moping. He couldn't talk to Optimus. He could barely bring himself to talk to anyone. The distorted, frightening dreams he'd had after the last major battle had returned. And to top it all of he was in a clinic for five days recovering from broken ribs.
It wasn't that he wanted to mope and sulk about what had happened. Hell he knew what was done was done and at least they'd all survived the damn thing, but he couldn't get it to stop bothering him, knowing that for this Optimus, it had never happened.
And the what-ifs were playing like a damn broken record in his head.
So he just wandered, not even really aware that FB was never too terribly far behind, still holding on to his D-Comm that had been dropped and left in the room he was staying in. At least, he tried to keep close... Sam's walking pattern was so erratic it was kind of hard to keep up.
Eventually Sam's wandering feet seemed to bring him back to the spot he'd landed in upon arrival. He had no idea why he would have gone back there - it wasn't exactly bright with wonderful memories or anything.
But he was there, and had paused to stare up at the hole still in the canopy. A sigh, and he looked back down, finding something amongst the tangled underbrush. Carefully he crouched and pulled a few vines of growing ivy away. There on the ground was a slightly crumpled photograph of him and Mikaela at the beach their last year of high school. Before he'd gotten his Princeton acceptation. Before the battle.
Some how it had wound up on his person between falling asleep and going there, and upon landing there had gotten away from him.
That actually got a as-of-late rare smile from him, and he was so lost in his actual memories that he didn't realize he wasn't alone...
What: Proving that Jeni really is an abusive as hell mun Sam goes wandering back in the forest.
When: July 18th, early morning
Where: D'Ango Forest
Sam wasn't really a moody person. Maybe a little high strung. Just a little. But since his arrival he'd just been moping. He couldn't talk to Optimus. He could barely bring himself to talk to anyone. The distorted, frightening dreams he'd had after the last major battle had returned. And to top it all of he was in a clinic for five days recovering from broken ribs.
It wasn't that he wanted to mope and sulk about what had happened. Hell he knew what was done was done and at least they'd all survived the damn thing, but he couldn't get it to stop bothering him, knowing that for this Optimus, it had never happened.
And the what-ifs were playing like a damn broken record in his head.
So he just wandered, not even really aware that FB was never too terribly far behind, still holding on to his D-Comm that had been dropped and left in the room he was staying in. At least, he tried to keep close... Sam's walking pattern was so erratic it was kind of hard to keep up.
Eventually Sam's wandering feet seemed to bring him back to the spot he'd landed in upon arrival. He had no idea why he would have gone back there - it wasn't exactly bright with wonderful memories or anything.
But he was there, and had paused to stare up at the hole still in the canopy. A sigh, and he looked back down, finding something amongst the tangled underbrush. Carefully he crouched and pulled a few vines of growing ivy away. There on the ground was a slightly crumpled photograph of him and Mikaela at the beach their last year of high school. Before he'd gotten his Princeton acceptation. Before the battle.
Some how it had wound up on his person between falling asleep and going there, and upon landing there had gotten away from him.
That actually got a as-of-late rare smile from him, and he was so lost in his actual memories that he didn't realize he wasn't alone...