01 | VIDEO

[amygdalae]

[Yeah, were you expecting a new arrival? Yes? No? Maybe? Well, whatever the case, here is now a video feed playing on your screens. It is incredibly shaky and three quarters of the screen is covered with something purple, but it is a video feed nevertheless. Clearly, the recorder making this is not adept at handling the D-Terminal, or maybe its something else entirely.

From the first line, its clear that it is indeed something else entirely.] C'mon, you should at least say hello!

--I'm not sure if that's a good idea.

[The second voice is very male-sounding, although quiet and trying his best to be as polite as possible even though there is no real need to be.

From near the mic there is a huff, presumably from the first speaker.] How are you gonna talk to anybody if you won't even say hello?

I--well. [Its clear that the second speaker doesn't seem very comfortable with all of this, and there is a certain amount of discomfort in his voice, especially when he talks again.] It's just been a while, so I'm not really used to--this.

[A brief pause, and when the first speaker talks again this time the voice is not as forceful.] Well, no time like the present to start again, right?

[Another pause here too.] I suppose so.

Good! [And here the D-Terminal is being fumbled now, brought around so that now people are see one Floramon close to the camera. The Digimon smiles before waving with its free hand.] Hello! I'm Floramon! I don't have a nickname like the most of you, so Floramon is just fine until I do have one.

But this isn't about me -- I've gotten a partner, and he wants to say hi to all of you! [And here Floramon moves, shifting the camera so that now Bruce is on the screen, and he gives a tenative smile to the camera before he waves weakly.

Floramon, apparently, is not pleased by this.] C'mon, Bruce! Say hi!

...hello. [He tries the smile again, but its weaker this time, and Bruce is still looking distinctly uncomfortable about all of this.

Some pity is taken, at least, and Floramon comes back into the screen, looking somewhat apologetic.] Sorry, my partner's kind of shy - but he's really nice, I can assure you! And I'm looking forward to working with you all in the future! Feel free to say hi back too! I'll make sure my partner answers to you next time.

[With that said, Floramon gives one more wave before the feed shuts off.]

Comments

[arrogantalloy]

[It's Tony's subtle way of saying he'd like Bruce's company]

Well, good Meeting Hall, your pot plant should know the way here. There's a cafeteria thing here. It's not as bad as it looks, well it looks bad, but the foods good.

[amygdalae]

[Hey who are are calling a pot plant?? Floramon puffs up here, clearly not amused with the moniker, but doesn't say anything since Bruce is responding.]

Alright then. I'll see you in a bit, I suppose.

[arrogantalloy]

[No doubt he'll call you worse Floramon, this is the down side to being the partner to any of Tony's friends]

I'll save you a seat, probably hers.

[He gestures to Dorumon sitting next to him.]

Nu huh, I was here first.

[amygdalae]

[Soon Floramon will wonder why Bruce is friends with you, Tony.]

I'll sure I can manage a seat by myself. No need to worry about me.

[arrogantalloy]

[By then it'll be already too late and she'll be in the Tony trap too.]

Yeah but it will be cold, possibly squeaky.

[amygdalae]

[Such is one's life with Tony Stark.]

I'm sure it won't be any worse than other places.

[arrogantalloy]

That's a very optimistic notion for you, Doctor.

[Smirks]

I like it.

[amygdalae]

I just have experience with it, that's all.

If my boomeranging becomes bothersome, don't hesitate to tell me to cool it

[arrogantalloy]

I have experience living in a cave. Doesn't mean I'm going to just do it again without the aid of terrorist insurgents, you know. Kidnapping me and holding me hostage.

You're allowed to take the finer, more comfortable things now, with you I insist it more more.

it's cool! I'm just distracted and busy haha

[amygdalae]

I don't-- [A huff. This is something Bruce really doesn't want to get to, now that there're sentient creatures right beside them.] --I'm fine, Stark. Don't concern yourself with me.

[arrogantalloy]

Who's concerned? I'm just suggesting you live it up a little. No S.H.I.E.L.D or Ross to be edgy about.

Just strange looking creatures and broken buildings... Both of which should seem stranger than they are really.

[amygdalae]

[SHIELD and Ross. Right. The two effective words on why Bruce doesn't 'live it up' like what Tony is saying.]

Can't be any stranger than the entire situation we're in.

[arrogantalloy]

Believe me, I gave up on finding things strange when I flew into a flying alien whale to make it explode from the inside out.

This place, hasn't gotten strange yet.

[amygdalae]

Well, that's weird on a level of its own. This is another thing entirely.

[arrogantalloy]

No one's tried to kill us yet. So it's not a bad weird, just...

[He pauses thinking about everyone they've both been taken from, like Pepper, Happy, the other Avengers, though Tony is still touch and go on if that's good or bad. Then he chose not to mention that's what he's thinking about.]

Hmm. I miss my suits.

[amygdalae]

[Bruce doesn't exactly feel the loss as much as Tony does. He's just fresh from New York, after all, and he's barely reacquainted himself with civilization so its not like he has anything at all that is worth something to him.]

You could try and build one here, if that makes you feel better.

[arrogantalloy]

That would be good. But, I don't have a shop here and I don't think they're going to have what I need even if I did.

What would make me feel better, is scotch.

[A bottle of it.]

[amygdalae]

[Bruce manages not to make a face at the mention of alcohol. He's never had the best experiences with them, personally.]

I can't help you with that.

[arrogantalloy]

[Most of Tony's biggest low points had liberal amounts of alcohol involved, but it's one habit he just can't kick full time.]

Yeah, not too sure how lucky I'm going to get with that to be honest.

[amygdalae]

Well, good luck anyway. I'll be sure to cheer for you.

[Can you feel the dryness of his voice. Can you.]