June 18th, 2013
I've been trying to break this place, but that's a difficult task when you have no idea where the cracks are. Troublesome really.
[ Propping her head up lazily, she'll ask with a raised brow: ] I suppose none of you have had any better luck, have you?
If you can't answer that, why not tell me about your Digimon? I rather not talk to them since they're nothing like Servants, but if you insist on being a dumb coward, I'd have little choice. Maybe one of them can answer the question about what this place really is.
[ Isn't she the most PLEASANT person to talk with? Yes, yes she is. ]
Shibuya's parallels are affected. Whatever this is, it's spreading- A certain young lady from your favourite detour in the world's been brought over to join the fun. There goes the theory on Refinement playing a part in this, by the way.
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I hope you've found something by now. Anyway, give me a call when you can.
[filtered → Sora.]
I don't suppose you feel like a field trip?
Meru!
[After a few seconds, the video clicks on, revealing a really awkward selfie being taken by a grinning Palmon and a blushing, trembling brunette. The latter of which, frankly, looks like some kind of moe fanservice for a desperate geek; she's got the cute little school uniform, pigtails and what looks to be a goddamn dog collar wrapped around her neck.]
Snap! Snap!
[There’s no camera flash and there’s obviously no photo being in the wrong mode and all, but the Palmon seems satisfied enough - clearly it’s not the brightest Digimon around and it's human partner is too busy inching away and blushing too concern herself with taking pictures with this ungodly monstrosity.]
Meru!
[Palmon turns to nuzzle against Meru, who squeaks in response and frantically tries to push the little green monster off her, shaking her head as if to say ‘no, no I don’t want that’. It’s a little odd she doesn’t just, well, tell Palmon to get off her, but different stokes for different folks.]
[After a few seconds, the video clicks on, revealing a really awkward selfie being taken by a grinning Palmon and a blushing, trembling brunette. The latter of which, frankly, looks like some kind of moe fanservice for a desperate geek; she's got the cute little school uniform, pigtails and what looks to be a goddamn dog collar wrapped around her neck.]
Snap! Snap!
[There’s no camera flash and there’s obviously no photo being in the wrong mode and all, but the Palmon seems satisfied enough - clearly it’s not the brightest Digimon around and it's human partner is too busy inching away and blushing too concern herself with taking pictures with this ungodly monstrosity.]
Meru!
[Palmon turns to nuzzle against Meru, who squeaks in response and frantically tries to push the little green monster off her, shaking her head as if to say ‘no, no I don’t want that’. It’s a little odd she doesn’t just, well, tell Palmon to get off her, but different stokes for different folks.]