There was something approaching Noir from the distance... namely, a Hookmon, on a snow sled, being pulled by at least half a dozen barking Gaomon. Sitting on the Gaomon's shoulder was a Muchomon, understandably bound up tightly.
"YAH! WE'LL FIND HIM OUT HERE, BOYS! I'M SURE OF IT! THE WHITE WHAMON!"
It was times like this Noir was grateful he could still be surprised by things being strange.
Still he recovered enough to call out and start flailing his arms to attract the strangers attention. Had to be a hell of a lot faster then just walking in a straight line till he froze to death.
"I got shanghaied by an out of work ice cream mon and dumped out here!" He complained loudly trudging through the snow and ice. "I don't suppose you'd give me a lift to town? I don't have my D-comm or anything."
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There was something approaching Noir from the distance... namely, a Hookmon, on a snow sled, being pulled by at least half a dozen barking Gaomon. Sitting on the Gaomon's shoulder was a Muchomon, understandably bound up tightly.
"YAH! WE'LL FIND HIM OUT HERE, BOYS! I'M SURE OF IT! THE WHITE WHAMON!"
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Still he recovered enough to call out and start flailing his arms to attract the strangers attention. Had to be a hell of a lot faster then just walking in a straight line till he froze to death.
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"Yaaaar!" shouted Hookmon, once he reached him. "What's someone like you doing out here?!"
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