The plain plains

[Usachan]

Nohemon had an annoyed look at the small pink blob. "I didnt choose my name. And home many of you are there?" He had seen Yin.

[Dante]

Dante arrived on scene just as the odd digimon asked his question.

"Seven. Doltmeister General, Captain Overcognition, Silent Bob, Me, Lazy Princess, Floating Pessimist, and the Sane One. Out of curiosity, who are you?"

Nyaromon was moderately taken aback by Dante's assessment. So much so, in fact, that she didn't even have a quip to offer at being called lazy again.

"The Sane One?" she mused, confused only on the one point.

Dante's attention span was waning. He turned to Yang and fixed his glare thereupon.

"...and you! Careening off into the brush with no idea what you're going to run into. You're lucky I don't stomp you into pink mush. Warn someone next time, at least!"

He breathed a sigh as his tirade met its end. He felt much better. He turned back to Nohemon.

"Wait, who are you?"

[Inori]

Inori followed shortly behind Dante, peering at the scarecrow digimon with curiosity.

Wizardmon nodded politely towards Nohemon, offering. "The pink one seems to have issues with names and keeping them as they are supposed to be." He paused, then muttered to himself. "Perhaps I should start keeping tally of all terrible nicknames I recieve."

Inori smiled suddenly, particularly at the stitched up crow on Nohemon's shoulder. "Your friend there is..." She considered her words for a moment as she gestured to the bird. "Fantastic!" She finished, deciding it was the best word to describe her thoughts....though added aloud.

"I'd say cute, but..." She laughed awkwardly. Wizardmon smiled to himself behind his cloak.


The hidden Digimon watched the group in mild amusement, settling his attention on the girl. Interesting....

[Usachan]

The crow seemed to get indignant. "Cute, of all the things to say." it muttered then the scarecrow turned toward Wizardmon. "does he get his own name mixed up as well? He had told me his name was Yang but I heard no such name from the strange creature." he gestures to Dante. "What kind of digimon are they?"

[Inori]

Wizardmon folded his hands behind his back, chuckling. "Apparently he prefers to go by another name then Motimon." He gestured vaugly towards the humans. "As for them...they are not really any kind of digimon."

Inori on the other hand, winced at the crow's indignant look. "Sorry."

[shivdeeviant]

Shiv looked again at the crow, it seemed to speak with a slightly different pitch than the scarecrow. How odd.

"Yin and Yang are my companions," said Shiv, "And we are merely humans, with no affiliation to this world save through our partners."

Yang turned to Dante.

"If you remember!" he shouted enthusiastically, "I did warn you guys! Right before I started the game! And you might have trouble beating me into mush!"

Yang grabbed his cheeks and pulled them apart, his skin stretches. When he let go, Yang's cheeks snapped back into place with a slight spring noise.

"I'm elastic!"

Yin continues watching, having nothing important to say.

Shiv looks at Nohemon, "What do you do here Nohemon? If you don't mind my asking of course."

[Dante]

The flat stare returned again to Dante's features. Yang had once again missed the point, and Dante's irritation rose again to its previous level.

"Telling us you're running off as you're running off does not count as warning us! Say what you're going to do, wait five seconds to see if someone will tell you it's a bad idea, then knock yourself out if no one says anything against the idea."

His next phrase was delivered totally deadpan and with a completely straight face devoid of warm feeling, the piercing gaze focused directly at the idiot Motimon.

"Also, I can pound elastic into mush. Want to see?"

His cold fury was broken in a second by a nudge from his stomach region.

"Dante," Nyaromon said, almost sounding like a scolding parent, "You really should learn to play nice with the other kids."

The moment over, his focus broken, all he could muster was a slightly aggravated look in her direction.

"Yes, mother," he said, his voice laden with sarcasm.

He looked back up at Nohemon, having remembered the other digimon's presence, and awaited its response to Shiv's question.

[Usachan]

Nohemon was irritated with the squabbling between the 'humans', whatever they were, and the small digimon. He was relieved when the Nyaromon scolded her human and he turned to the human who had the annoying Motimon. "I am a farmer and your annoying volume and presence has disturbed me from planting my crops." he said in a grumpy tone.

[Inori]

"We're terribly sorry about that." Inori stated in a humble sort of tone, bowing slightly. Wizardmon seemed slightly surprised at her actions, having planned on doing the same himself. "We'll try not to bother you too much."

She shot Yang a sort of 'please behave' look, before glancing back to Nohemon.


The shadow digimon narrowed his eyes as he observed the girl in offering her apology to the scarecrow. How pathetic! Apologizing for another...if he were her partner, he'd make sure she never had to apologize for anyone else, perhaps not even herself...if only he were....

A wicked grin crossed his stitched face as the wheels started to turn, and a beginnings of a grand plan started to form.

[shivdeeviant]

"You're a farmer?!" Shouted Yang at the Nohemon, "What do you plant?! Can I help?! I'm really good at ---mph!"

Shiv had covered Yang's mouth with his hand.

"Sorry about him." He said.

Yin was watching the crow intently.

[Dante]

Dante was rapidly becoming very tired of the presence of this digimon.

"What exactly are you planting that requires such a silence, anyway? Last I checked, seeds get planted the same way whether it's loud or quiet out. I don't know about you, but it sounds a little silly to me to claim that noise can interrupt the process of putting a seed in dirt."

Dante gave the digimon a somewhat challenging stare.

"With that in mind, what incentive is there for me to care about your crops? How does it benefit anyone to walk on eggshells because you think it's too loud? Riddle me that, scarecrow."

Nyaromon took a breath in to chastise Dante for his hostile attitude, but stopped herself for two reasons. First, she couldn't decide where to start objecting to his sudden outbursts. Secondly, on some level she agreed with him. Nohemon was putting up an inordinate amount of fuss over something so simple as crops. He also hadn't said anything else the whole time, and the combined effect didn't endear itself to her very much either. She just hoped that he knew what he was doing.

[shivdeeviant]

Shiv's jaw fell open. The hell just happened? Did Dante just do what Shiv thought he did? Well, either way, the die was cast. All that was left was to see where it landed.

Yin's eyes widened. This human was even more unstable than Shiv! Were all humans this unstable? Yin tensed up, expecting a fight to break out.

Yang started giggling. Then continued his parroting.

"Riddle me that! Riddle me that! Hee-hee!"

[Usachan]

The scarecrow seemed to go slightly limp and the crow squawked loudly and flapped its wings in an irritated fashion. "Do you know how hard it is to control this puppet while there are noisy children around? Quiet and concentration are needed to use ESP! And my crops feed the digimon who live here, boy! You humans, go back to your own world and stop mucking about ours. Take that energetic pink nuisance with you!" it said, loud and angry.

[Inori]

Inori remained silent, though her mixed expression of sympathy and understanding said more then enough.

Wizardmon seemed vaguely annoyed. "That was a little uncalled for, Nohemon. I do not think these humans have done much 'mucking' about in our world other then being pulled here against their will. It is hardly fair to hold that against them."


The serpentine digimon found himself resisting the urge to take action against the scarecrow. His patience managed to overrule his anger for the moment however, and he remained quiet and unmoving. He'd have his chance...

[Dante]

Dante nodded slightly as he considered the crow's words. That did make sense. He needed quiet because-

Wait, he said to himself suddenly, Did he just say...?

"Hold on just one second, you," Dante said after Wizardmon piped up in a helpful manner for once, "Since when does it take quiet and concentration to use ESP? Isn't ESP just like any of your other senses, save that it's 'Extrasensory Perception' instead of 'Sensory Perception'? Are you telekinetic or psychic? Pick one and stick to it!"

Nyaromon had just started to feel relieved as Dante's earlier statements were met with understandable hostility, but it seemed that things would still be able to calm down a bit. Then he opened his mouth again. She schooled her reaction carefully, but if Nohemon was paying attention, he'd see her shocked ire on her face as clearly as if she'd yelled at her partner. She realized that the scarecrow was being significantly less than friendly, but was that any call to pick a fight in this way? She made a mental note to give Dante a talking to once this was all over.

Dante was only mildly aware of his partner's objections, but he didn't much care. When annoyed, he became confrontational. As a rule, he'd discovered, people become their true selves when they become sufficiently angry. When someone pressed his buttons in the right way, his response was always to become confrontational and force them to reveal their true motives. Already it had paid off in revealing the fact that the crow was the operative part of the digimon, and that its crops fed the whole area. He filed the information away for later, noting that it would probably not have come up if he'd just play nice, which he didn't want to do when someone was acting in such a way anyway. He would be quiet if it suited him, and no crotchety old man, be they digimon or human, would dictate terms to him as if they owned him. He'd take Nohemon apart with his bare hands before he'd allow himself to be dictated to.