Warring Parrellels

[Frisk E. Coyote]

Haxx only nodded at their primate companion. Words were powerful to digital creatures too, in fact, their very programming consisted of countless of words. His physical body itself was made of digital words that have manifested itself as solid data. He wasn't about to laugh off the 'power of words' because different cultures used them in different ways. This 'magic' phenomenon was very similar to the way digital creatures such us himself could be fireproof, or shoot balls of fire from their fists. It was a hell of a lot simpler to just say it was all magic rather than explain the overly complicated process of how digital beings came to be or functioned.

The toon had been pulled back, landing dully on his rump when Drake had stopped, letting go of their wrists in the process. "Ooh-" He grunted, ending up on his back. He opened his eyes and looked up at the sky and the hawks too. "Well the weather forecast promises sun, sun, clouds and more sun for the rest of the day!" The toon got up and produced board with numerous charts and weather maps on it with lots of smiling suns all over, now wearing (having changed instantly it seems, as he was not seen putting anything on) a suit and tie, but lacking pants as he pointed all over the map with a metal pointer. "Today is a grrrreat day!" He declared, raising his arms. As if on cue, the quiet sound of thunder rumbled in the distance, just to spite him.

"The weather is nice." Goro agreed, walking behind the two humans. He didn't say anything else, choosing to keep his eyes on their captives and their toon companion, who was singing their 'theme song' over and over again and marching ahead. Aside from that, he quite enjoyed the trek, his bare, clawed feet crunching on the leaves underfoot, the fresh air, even though this wasn't his world, he felt right at home in their nature.

Haxx was already bored with the walk in the woods, not liking nature at all. He was used to the high tech cities and networks inside cyberspace where the rest of his kind lived. "Any of you guys injured?" He asked the group, the humans included. He was the designated medic after all, well, secondary medic- Frisk E Coyote, being a 'Doctor', was their primary one. He still saw himself as the more probable medic with his technology, and the humans would be worth a lot more in prime condition.