Comments | salkia_island: Where's my dork...

petenshi_daa in salkia_island

Where's my dork...

Mar 31, 2009 22:27

Who: Niou, Open
What: Waiting for a friend.
Where: Outside the town of Salkia
When: March 31st; late afternoon
Warnings: None at the moment.

( An Idle Trickster )

niou, open, joe kido

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reliableblue April 1 2009, 06:06:58 UTC

It was a long, painful, disgustingly hot walk through the forest. Joe was the happiest he could be when he realized that the dirt road was suddenly turning into a concrete one, and that houses were replacing the trees. He had brambles in his hair, and twigs in his shoes, but he was back to civilization, and that was all that mattered.

Oh, and finding Niou, of course. That was the most important thing. Niou said that he would be in town...where, Joe didn't know. If all else failed, Joe could use his L337Pod thing to call him. Joe was just about to pull the pod out of his bag when he noticed a very familiar mop of silver hair. He smiled and hurried over to the tennis player.

"Niou!"

petenshi_daa April 1 2009, 06:27:57 UTC

"... why would Solitaire not be on this piece of --"

Niou immediately averted his attention from the L337Pod to the sound of his name. There was a big difference in his expression, a grin picking up the corners of his lips. Now he was relieved even if he was still disoriented with the new town. Dropping the device into his pocket, he jumped right up to make his way over to Joe.

"Hey Joe.."

He didn't even fuss with his own school uniform yet, but here Niou was... reaching over to pull the leaves and twigs out of Joe's hair. And those random spots of dirt on Joe's vest? Yeah, Niou was brushing the specks off as best he could while smoothing out the beige material.

reliableblue April 1 2009, 06:35:43 UTC

Well, it was definitely worth the walk just to see Niou again. Talking to him on the L337Pod was nice and all, but it was nothing compared to the real thing. As the tennis player fussed over Joe's clothing, the Digidestined was determined to push his hands away. His clothes could wait, after all.

"Hey...my clothes are fine, really..."

petenshi_daa April 1 2009, 06:44:42 UTC

The tennis player resisted for a while, itching to brush a spot off the other's cute little vest. Then with a softening smile, Niou snaked his arms around Joe's waist and tugged him closer for a hug. It was nice to know your boyfriend wasn't out in some weird forest with monsters roaming about..

"You're okay, right?"

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