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Dec 07, 2009 00:13

Who: Warrior Tigra and Travis Touchdown
What: No one ever said it'd be easy...
When: December 7th, morning
Where: Poyi Mountains

( Over the edge )

character: warriortigra, character: gottafindexit

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gottafindexit December 7 2009, 08:22:05 UTC

"Tch..." Travis muttered to himself as he ended up stumbling around a little, muttering curses under his breath. "Damn Digital World, thinking it's funny to leave the damn AC running..."

He'd heard whispers about the dojo he was headed to -- that it was a secluded place, for the most part. It worked for him, especially since he was in no mood to be bothered by random people asking why he was cutting up vegetables, or rocks, or other random things that he found annoying.

As soon as he arrived, his face betrayed some surprise at seeing Ahime at the dojo, but he said nothing as he moved closer. So, she was training too, huh...? Overhearing her comment, he laughed amusedly as a shit-eating smirk crossed his face.

"Fuck, you weren't kidding when you said that you needed the practice."

warriortigra December 7 2009, 08:31:11 UTC

"Travis?" Ahime grunted, wobbling a little as she tried to straighten back up.

"She's been at it for an hour," Ari commented from where she was sitting on a near by tree branch.

"Sh-shut up... both of you. I'm fine..."

gottafindexit December 7 2009, 08:36:13 UTC

"If you were fine, you wouldn't look like you're ready to collapse." Travis pointed out bluntly as Jeane hopped up onto his head.

"Yeah... seriously, you look like crap." she replied, pointing to the warrior. "See?"

"I have a Digimon ass on my face, you idiot. HOW CAN I!?!" Travis yelled as Jeane stumbled off of his head and fell face first in the snow. He sighed, ignoring Jeane's muffled yelps as he walked over towards Ahime.

"Seriously, you look like shit. Need some help?"

warriortigra December 7 2009, 08:45:54 UTC

Ahime attempted to glare at both of them, but it came out as nothing more than a tired, wary look. Shaking her head stubbornly, she reached out for her sword, but wound up falling on her butt in the snow with a quiet 'oomf'.

"Dammit..." she whined, putting her hands over her face, not even caring that she was pretty damn exposed in the cold, wet snow.

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