Digimon Adventure 01.5

[onwingsofhope]

. . . H-huh?  Umm.  I . . . I think I’m lost.  Ahh, ahh.  I . . . I don’t think I remember what you’re supposed to do when you’re lost.  Do you?

M-Me?  Umm.  Uhh . . . Oh!  Isn't there a saying that goes like this? Moss grows on the side of the tree with bark, so . . . so you follow it and . . . you end up finding, umm . . . more trees!  Right?

Huh

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[a_severed_fate]

[As if anyone could ignore the loud wailings of a little lost kid and his Digimon. Certainly not Tear and her deeply buried maternal instincts. Hey, come on, she has a "Big Sister" title. Which this mun hates, but that's besides the point.]

[Also, it's not one cute thing, but two. And you thought she'd ignore them? No. Not by a long shot. Tear approaches the two at a brisk pace - not quite running, but certainly not procrastinating either. She pauses when she's a few feet away, slowing, then coming to a stop in front of them, leaning forward with her hands on her knees so that she can get a better view of these 'children'.]

I thought I heard someone crying and it seems I was correct. It's a good thing I found you.

So then, are you two all right? Are you injured anywhere?

[onwingsofhope]

[Takeru manages to spit some words out in between sobs. Patamon, on the other hand, impressively continues wailing without taking a breath, although he adjusts his volume downwards to let Takeru talk to the nice lady.]

N-No! We're lost a-and we don't remember anything so we probably hit our heads a-a-and I'm looking for someone or something and it's very . . . very i-i-important!

[a_severed_fate]

(What am I supposed to do... how would Van handle a situation like this? Oh, right, if it comes to that...)

Calm down, both of you. Crying won't help you in this situation.

[Well that was a little harsh. Tear fell silent for a second, trying to reevaluate the situation and what she should do. She wasn't exactly good at comforting children. Rather, she was pretty to-the-point and blunt.]

Listen... You're on an island called "Memento Eden". Everyone who arrives here does so in the same way you did - lost and without being able to remember anything but their names.

You remember your name, right?

[onwingsofhope]

B-B-But P-Patamon said it was -- it was OK cause no one else would . . . would see . . .

[Takeru reluctantly dries off his eyes although his shoulders still heave every once in a while. Patamon flutters over and perches on top of his head as he sniffs.]

Umm . . . Yes. M-My name's Takeru, and that's . . . that's Patamon.

[wizital]

[Don't mind this little digimon, who is slowly coming down from a tree, just to watch you two.

There's something about you both... he just can't explain it. So he won't speak, not just yet, and watches.]

[onwingsofhope]

Takeru! Something's coming! . . .

[wizital]

It's all right. I mean you no harm.

[onwingsofhope]

But you have blue skin. People with blue skin are always bad guys in video games. Or aliens!

[magical journal chat! or something]

[sore_feet_man]

*has been watching the boards more and more recently...noticing how few new people have arrived. he notices Takeru's name the same day he arrived!*

..."Takeru", hm? Have you made it to the apartments, yet?

[onwingsofhope]

Ohhhhh. Wow, this is like the Internet! Umm. Yes, I have! Mr. Wizarmon showed me the way.

[sore_feet_man]

Ah, good. He seems like a trust-worthy guy, from what I've seen.

I know it's tough, but there's a lot of good people around here who will help you out if you get lost or don't know what to do. You can count me in, too, actually; I'm Ginko, I teach at the local school.

[onwingsofhope]

Oh! So if there's a school, does that mean I should go, Mr. Ginko?

Um. What's school?

It's like . . . a place where people teach you stuff, Patamon.