Noctis
AlmostEternity
Legend
Festive
AtomicNut
Sky Blue
Vertigo
LimeTime966
Rhona W
Expendable
Mizumoto Park, Katsushika Ward
18:05
Tsubomi was perhaps not dressed the best for the weather, given that it was June and hot out during daytime. Wearing her signature black hoodie, she was at least somewhat protected from her surroundings, even if she was sweating a bit from it and her earlier exertion. She was used to that though, but not as used to the chemical scent of bug-spray that enveloped her. Those that got especially close might be able to smell the scent of chlorine instead, a by-product of the bleaching of all of her clothes other than her favorite sweatshirt, or notice the off-coloring of her originally black but now nearly orange in places track-pants. Close inspection of the girl would reveal that she was taking careful, slow steps through the park, her head down and looking towards where she walked, even past her phone in her gloved hand.
The phone in question, a silver model with a black and violet case and as many screen protectors as one could stack on without rendering it inoperable, was running her lifeline app, Digimon: Emergence, with 100% battery despite the day's use. Two cords ran from the phone, one to her complete with microphone headset and one to a large battery-pack in her left pants-pocket, next to her pocketknife. Being somewhat boyish in this regard, she carried not a purse, but a wallet in her right pocket, alongside a small multi-tool. Though these items were not for the world to see, as the pockets they were in had zippers that were closed tight, letting only the cord through to her phone. While many would find it strange to wear a headset in public rather than a pair of regular headphones, it saved her from having to unplug them when she got a call, as rare as that was.
On her screen was her pride and joy, her "baby," as it were, Dodomon. The result of winning a TCG tournament earlier in the year, it had taken a long time for its Digitama to hatch. Her partner, as she liked to think of it, Salamon was just a few taps of the phone away as well. A quick check of her Farms gave her a small hoard of items, and reassured her that they were all still self-sufficient.
Finally, she found an unused bench to sit on, though unfortunately across from someone, and sat down, never once looking up from the ground or her phone for more than a second.