little ball of fire

[quovadismon]

((For at least a few days, Guilmon will be no where to be found; he's in the form of Gigimon, and finally regained consciousness some few hours after being returned to base. He's about the size of a soccer ball. NO KICKING! >8D;;;;))

[Private, hackable to friends he might've been snoopin' around to see how they are]

Guilmon... How could I let

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[space_heart_boy]

*enter worried Quatre*

Takato, how's Guilmon doing? And how are you holding up?

[quovadismon]

Oh, hey Quatre!

I think everything's going to be fine, actually. He's eating the base out of...well, base and home, so he seems healthy!

OH-- *remembers, freaks out, and bows really deeply* Thank you very much for rescuing us out there on the ice!!

[space_heart_boy]

That's a relief...I guess if he can still eat that much then he must be fine.

*picks up a piece of sushi that was overlooked and crouched down to give it to Guilmon.*

And it was no problem. Sandrock could still move, and I didn't want to leave both of you out there to freeze.

[old_iron_knight]

*watching Gigimon*

[quovadismon]

*is as big as a balloon after his latest meal, and is rolling around the floor of the cafeteria - still in Gigimon form, of course*

[neppu_shippu]

HEY!

*chasing after Guilmon* Come back here! That's my sandwich!

[quovadismon]

*still in Gigimon form, is rather hard to catch considering how close to the ground he is* huff huff huff huff huff huff huff

[neppu_shippu]

*chase chase chase* THIEF! BURGLAR! GLUTTON!