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- Gunter VanCrimson - 04-14-2006
"I saw your ears earlier. I can digitalize data streams- I felt yours." He said.
"And your tail almost got you in trouble."
- Shadowknight - 04-14-2006
"I guess Digimon aren't as out of place here as back home." Slashmon said sticking his head out of the bag.
Shadow rested his head in his hands covering his mouth so he didn't alert anyone, a trick he had used quite often when sneaking Slashmon into class, "Interesting, a kid with a tail and a guy who knows what you are. We'll have to see if we can stop them in the halls after class. Till then," Shadow began spinning his paper around trying to figure out which way was up on it, Why couldn't these things have translators?
- Gunter VanCrimson - 04-14-2006
Gunter threw a complicated element translator over his shoulder, it landed on Shadow's table. "Give him some more air."
- DragonMasterX - 04-14-2006
Mar grinned nervously ''Nah... it's just to scare off some idiots, it's a retractile tail for... costumes!'' He says, trying to evade Gunter, een he knows he already was busted in that.
- Gunter VanCrimson - 04-14-2006
"Okay... I let you tell me when you trust me..." Gunter said coldly, his yellow conacts glowing in the light. he turned towards the bag where slashmon was. then back to the teacher.
- Shadowknight - 04-14-2006
Don't tell me that guy can read my thoughts. That'd be creepy. Shadow picked up the small device, about the size of a dime, and looked over at Gunter not sure if he could trust him, I've dealt with more than one person who was a threat to Slashmon, this could just be another trick.
"When's lunch?" Slashmon whispered from the bag,
Shadow once again covered his mouth, more so out of habit than worry at this point, "We still have a few more periods till then, I put a sandwhich in one of the compartments, just make sure to eat it quietl.."
"SANDWICH!"
Mr. Fujiyama turned around, instantly focusing his attention towards the noise, "I'm no expert on how you do things in America but here we are quiet when a teacher is talking. Is that understood?"
"Yes."
"Yes, SIR!"
"Oh you don't have to call me sir. Just Shadow is fine."
"Cocky little..." He began mumbling as he turned his attention back to the board.
Shadow wiped a small bead of sweat from his head, Too close.
- DragonMasterX - 04-14-2006
''It's not that I don't trust you... it's just that I can't just go around telling people I just meet that I'm an Flamedramon that was obligated to come to school...'' He started, but then opened his eyes wide, he had just said it all ''Note to self, find a new brain''
- Gunter VanCrimson - 04-14-2006
"mm.." Gunter mumbled.
he then turned towards shadow. "That was a close one. Nice- dude."
he then waved at TK and Kari.
- Lord Patamon - 04-14-2006
TK sat on his place with Kari again as he managed to see Slashmon sticking his head out of Shadow's backpack and blinked.
"seems there are more digimon in the neighborhood" he whispered to Kari.
"Guess that after MaloMyotismon's defeat more humans got their digimon partners" she whispered back
- Gunter VanCrimson - 04-14-2006
Suddenly- another guy burst in through the doors.
"I'm so sorry I'm late- Things got sticky in the highway- I'm the Trasferee from Romania- RV." He huffed, his Platinum and Blue hair was messed up, and he had some mud on his pants- on his shirt- something that looked suspiciously like blood.