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Digimon World: Tamer's Bureau

*wonders if Yumeko was kidnapped by the chess empire* Candlemon will be sad he lost the bet if that is what happened.

Digimon World: Tamer's Bureau

Vivian Benini

"I wasnt planning to leave the town, but thank you for the advice. " Viv spoke, eyeing his digimon for any inappropriate comments. Lucky for him Candlemon decided to simply grin and stay silent for the moment. His attention wandered back to the other human, his partner digimon, was looking impressing, but he had no idea what level they were.

"Digimail? There is a digimail? Why not call it just mail? Or does most things here just love to add digi on the start or mon or the end?" Viv couldnt help himself as he said it adding after a moment that the spider woman digimon told them about the contact. And that they should check hacker activity. He did mention that this was his first mission, just to make sure Neil knew he had three newbies at hand.

"I would love to be from help to you... both. And learn from someone skilled like you." He grinned, really happy at the idea Neil was their contact. The idea of spending more time on this mission now looked a lot more appealing. "Yumeko and Rachel are in my group. We split up to search for you. So... Could we digimail them to meet up?" He was still figuring the digivice, he knew it had some communication but he wasnt sure exactly how to communicate with the other two tamers on his group.

Digimon: Genesis [On Temporary Hiatus]

Mirko Dubrinic

The young boy was starting to feel more uncomfortable, as he walked deeper into the dark forest like region. Maybe he should turn around and go back, he wondered to himself quite a few times. He didnt do it because he was no scared weakling, they needed a hero so what hero runs away from a bit of dark. Even if the sounds and wind made him feel like something bad was inside these woods. Or worse even following him.

Yet each time he turned around there was no one there.

"I am imagining things, thats all." He talked to himself and hugged his bag closer to himself like one would do a stuffed animal.

Candlemon

He was hiding in the shadows, which was a bit hard when you have a flame on top of your white wax body. Surprisingly enough he was managing to avoid most digimon around. He knew there were recruiters in this sector searching out digimon willing to fight in the war. Candlemon hated the war. He didnt want to have anything to do with either side. But being a neutral would be difficult the more time this went on. He was a coward wanting to live, and not dying.

He didnt know what he should do, any longer... His silent musing was interrupted when he heard a voice talking not too far away from him. He had to know if it belonged to something dangerous or not. Staying behind a tree he spotted its owner. He nearly gasped and outed himself right there and then.

A human boy was walking towards the section of the woods Candlemon knew that soldier digimon recently wandered. He tried his best not to cross paths with that fellow. The war was happening because of those creatures. He started to keep an eye from the distance. That what he was watching was the reason he lost him...

The reason...

That human...

He was only a child, looking horrible lost at the moment.

Candlemon fire winced silently. He knew he should run away... but he didnt have it in him to leave a kid to die. Indecisive about what should he be doing he kept following the boy.

Countries as people: World War One

*rolls by*

Digimon: Genesis [On Temporary Hiatus]

going to post tomorrow I have a long day today.

Digimon World: Tamer's Bureau

going to post tomorrow I have a long day today.

Digimon World: Tamer's Bureau

Candlemon

Vivi was looking around as he followed him. The digimon stopped as he noticed his human partner craning his neck to look into a tent manned by a Agumon. Trying to see more of his goods.
"Curious?" He asked him and Viv nodded. There was time to find the contact and hackers. So with that on mind he hopped closer to the trading tent that caught his partner eye.

It wasnt that interesting, mostly some cloths, scarfs, coats, some food and a few jewelry. Some items looked old or second hand some hand made. Looking at Vivian he could tell the man eyes were all but glued to a necklaces. It didnt look all too special some orange stone with a few symbols carved on it. It shined pretty, but that was it. "Like." He pointed the necklaces out, already deciding to buy it as a present for his partner. Maybe from his first payment on a real mission, not a training one will be enough. Tranning missions payed peanuts in his knowledge. Surprisingly enough his human lied. Shaking his head.

"Nah, that girly I was checking out that cool coat."

He wasnt, but Candlemon tilted his head. Not sure why he would hide liking it. Vivian had continued speaking even commenting at something that appeared to be looking as a strange plant. Candlemon wasnt paying so much attention to the waterfall of words. The only thing that mattered to him was that pointing out his partner likes made him embarrassed and prone to hide.

Hidding was fun, so Candlemon didnt mind. "Stay?" He offered to the human to check the place more thoughtfully, eyeing to get the Agumon attention at the trading post but Viv once more shock his head. "We shouldnt waste time. Lets go on"
"Sure." Candlemon accepted the end of their little break and made his way onwards. Only his human still had his eyes on the goods instead where he walked so he collided with another human. Huh? So humans tended to collide, an interesting observation. "Ohh, you're human too? Haven't seen anyone today." The blond human spoke and Viv stared at him for a moment longer. Once more today his human shock his head and put on his pleasant mask, not before Candlemon studying eyes could spot the way Vivs eyes went from head to toe over the other human.

"I am new to this actually, first day on the job. I came here with a group of other humans, half of them thought gave up and returned home. They are missing out big time, dont you think. "

The flame looked up as he heard the others humans partner speaking, while the waxs body kept his eyes on his partner. GrapLeomon, level Ultimate, Attribute Vaccine, Family Nature Spirits and Nightmare Soldiers. A strong interesting fellow. The Niels human must been for a while a tamer to raise his partner like that.

"Niels, thats a cool name. I am Vivian nice fancy meeting you. " Vivian offered his hand for a handshake and Candlemon hopped back up beside his partner. Noticing him, Viv added. "Oh and this is my digimon partner Candlemon. " At being introduced he gave a polite nod to the other two and turned his attention to his redhead.

"Like." He stated. He would have pointed to the other human but he was taught pointing at others was rude. His grin spread even wider as he watched how those four letter made his partner turn a funny shade of red. Even without obviously pointing at what he meant, Viv understood the object of his non existential sentences. It was great having someone who could guess what he meant. Viv took a breath and slapped him over his waxs head much to the digimon surprise.

It didnt stop him from giggling. "Please ignore Candlemon he tends to say weird things all day long." That wasnt true, all he said were concret things, he had yet to try and play how much can I weird you out game. " Where were you going, if you dont mind me asking Niels?"

Viv was a lot of fun, he liked his lies. He wasnt half bad at saying them. He kept smiling wide and opted for the moment to watch what will happen next.

Countries as people: World War One

This was a fun thing to write, I tried a bit to include the events of the day.

Cannot wait to read all the nations reaction at what happened and what they will do XD

Countries as people: World War One

Sarajevo

Once thinking back Austria wondered if that day had to end how it did. If she just didnt plan to go directly from the train to Bosnia personally, things may have turned out differently. If she just accepted the offer of Grede and took some of his policeman as her guard, it may not have happened. But how could she show that Bosnia was hers, under her care, if she surrounded herself with policmen. Maybe if she delayed the visit she would have witnessed the grenade and be aware of the situations. If she just didnt underestimate the determination of those peoples, maybe she could have saved them.

Many things could have been, but they didnt. Instead one man can change the course of history.

Sometimes a single man can impact nations with their actions.

Maybe she couldnt have stopped it.

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Two ravens landed on a tree in front of Bosnias house letting their cries be heard, as Austria listened to the response the boy was giving her. She frowned. Maybe if she had paid attention to the omen and messengers of death and betrayal. Maybe then... Instead she ignored the birds, having a bit of a disapproving tone as she started to lecture the nation in her care.

In the same time closer to the center of the city the driver of the prince and his wife took a wrong turn. Uniformed about the changes for their safety General Oskar made. The mistake was noticed. The driver hit the brakes.

"Now its not acceptable to miss out work. How are you to grow proper working habits if you dont do the work. " She smiled, trying to be more gentle and have his trust. She let her fingers trail over the table as she moved a bit closer to the young torn looking nation. Dust clung to her fingers from the table. It was another proof of the poor state of the house.

"Even more so, it is not acceptable to fail to search out Hungary or me if you had problems...Even those hard to explain. We would help you solve them."

She didnt like the sound of problems hard to explain. To her ears it sounded more like thoughts you wouldnt approve off. It had to be the ugly nationalism, infesting the boy's mind and ideals. He should be grateful she took him in, trying to please her and work hard to show she isnt wasting her time with him. Instead here he is questioning the day away. If that was truly the case she would have to take more appropriate measures to combat it.

The driver of archduke Franz began to reverse. In doing so the engine stalled and the gears locked. The car stopped once more.

Bosnia moved away from her and to the side, avoiding to meet her eyes. Austra didnt get to even wonder if he was at least feeling guilty about it, as behind the corner Serbia stepped out gun ready and pointed to her.

"Serbia!" She called out. Rage and disbelief were her momentarily reaction as the Slav spoke. How dare he be here.

The shot was fired. The bullet ripped into her chest.

She could feel at the same time a phantom bullet rip into her neck. Cutting her breath and voice out. She staggered back hand attempting to grip the table for support. Her archduke was dying. Yet it wasnt enough... A second phantom shot bored itself thought her abdomen, Austria mind vibrated from the many sensation, she knew his wife Sophie was dying.

Austria was on her knees, vision swimming barely holding up the fight against the darkness, she was leaning on the table leg for the smallest of support. Her hand growing weaker and colder, only moments separated her from slipping fully down to the floor. In those moments she focused all her will against the pain and the lingering touch of death she was experiencing to give Serbia a glare.
In that moment no one would doubt she was a German.
It was the same glare Prussia had when their enemies freeze in spot on the battlefield. The glare that made nation's avoid and fear Germany in these peaceful times. The same glare of power and promise of destruction was focused on Serbia. It was a wordless promise that his existence was counted.

She felt cold, her body in shock, her eyelids closing against her will. One hand curling against the increasingly growing blood spot on her chest. Before 11 o'clock her hand gave up supporting her and Austria body slide down to the floor.

Heart still beating, but getting slower.
Blood freely leaking, spreading on the floor.

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Outside two ravens fly up and away, being witnesses to what has transpired. The driver smoking in front of the car Austria took to arrive here, looked up towards the house up ahead. It sounded like a shot was fired. An unease started to spread in the man. Slowly he dropped the half smoked cigar. He walked the path up to the house straining his ears to hear what is going on. Probably he was just imaging things.

He knocked on the door, still unlocked since Austria had entered. "Hello?" He called out and walked into the home. Steps slow and shy as if he feared to interrupt something. The human attitude changed when his eyes took in the scene in front of him. With a startled call he dropped by austria's body, turning her over to see the blood puddle she was laying in was indeed her own. The man pressed against the wound. There was no one in the room, and the man in Austrias employment picked her up and carried her to the car, tripping over his own steps as he was doing so.

He didnt hear or saw anything beside the road, not even a third of the way back to the city a police car stopped him. The General Oskar has send them to pick Austria and inform her of the incident that happened. Instead now the police was driving the nation to the hospital. It was the worst day in Oscars job and life.

By the end of the day all nation heard about what transpired in Sarajevo. All hearing how Austria was grievously injured.

Countries as people: World War One

Gonna post tomorrow, too tired today to make a good post.

@bluetommy2 I would like to have the dirver hear the shot and come to check finding her. But could you tell me if Serbia would drag Bosnia with him, ergo there wouldnt be anyone when the driver enters.
Or would Bosnia stay? Ergo being forced to help now Austria.

I fint both ways quite fascinating for rp. Want to hear your opinion.