Small Flower 01 [Video]

[whatisthislife]

[BlackWargreymon takes a moment to compose himself as he turns on the communicator. Attached to his wrist, it shows him from a low angle, his horns jutting out of the frame while the sun light glints off his helm.]

I...would like to ask for advice.

[He pauses, as once again he tries to collect his thoughts.]

My presence here...confuses me. My life ended due to a grievous wound, yet here I stand, whole and unharmed. I believe I was brought here in order to aid the efforts to return the Real World and the Digital World to normal, but I do not understand how my data could be replicated so well. I have not tested this body to its limits, but I will not do so until I have found a space where such destruction as I was capable of will not have ill effects.

Does...any of you have some theory, for what may have allowed me to be revived this way?

Comments

[culver]

[whelp. she worries her bottom lip for a moment before carefully typing:]

no voice

[whatisthislife]

[BlackWargreymon doesn't know what to say at first.]

...My apologies.

[culver]

[she's heard that before, but she waves a hand dismissively. he doesn't need to be sorry--she's always been this way. she's used to it by now.]

[whatisthislife]

Would you prefer to communicate your words using text?

[culver]

[nill's cheeks flush slightly. she can't exactly relay that her reading and writing skills aren't the best, so she shrugs while also shaking her head. life is hard when you're a genetic mutant who has had pretty much no formal schooling.]

[whatisthislife]

...Perhaps you communicate better face to face.

[culver]

[granted, she can use her face to express quite a bit, but how much different would it be in person over the video? she doesn't really know. but she nods anyway. couldn't hurt.]

[whatisthislife]

If we meet, I will endeavor to remember that. Do you have a partner, like the other Chosen?

[culver]

[she'd like that, she thinks. he's... interesting. unlike any person (or creature) she's ever met. at the question, her shoulders and wings perk up. she fixes the camera angle so renamon can be seen. the digimon inclines her head slightly at the other.]

[whatisthislife]

Are you similarly unable to speak?

[culver]

[her expression doesn't change at all.]

No, I'm capable. It's only her.

[awkwardly said, as if she doesn't know whether or not this will offend her partner. it doesn't; nill simply nods in confirmation.]

[whatisthislife]

What are your names?

[culver]

Renamon. And she's Nill.

[whatisthislife]

Renamon, Nill. I am BlackWargreymon.

[culver]

[beside renamon, nill waves. but her partner simply inclines her head as she speaks.]

Hello. [a beat] From both of us.

[whatisthislife]

I look forward to when we meet. Until then, farewell.

[There's hardly any real emotion to the parting greeting, as there was little exchanged. Someone'll have to tell him sometime not to start to hang up right after introducing himself.]