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(So Iām with a cold right now, meaning that is getting harder to think. Iāll take a break from the RPs on Tumblr until I get better and Iām able to think again without all the mucus slowing my brain down)
Sanctuary (closed)
iceddoctor:
Izotz didnāt middle with the arguing between the two Digimon, still worried about the other in-training who didnāt wake up yet. In fact, he tried some white healing magic on him, before returning his attention to the Tsunomon.
- As I said, I am a doctor. FlameWizardmon appeared at my door with the both of you, so of course, I would take all of you for emergency treatment.
The Sorcerimon kept checking on the Gummymon.
- Donāt worry now about payment. Weāll discuss that once you are all recovered. For now, as I said before to FlameWizardmon, youāre going to stay here at least for the night. And longer if you need to. About being tracked down⦠A spell protects this place: No one will find you as far as youāre under this roof.
Donovan watched izotz curiously trying to read further into the SorcermonĀ but in the end he knew if he wasnāt being truthful theyād already be scrap data by now. The Tsunomonās eyes followed Izotz as he looked over the Gummymon with a hint of worry. He hopped over and leaned up against the in training and in turn the gummymon moved uncomfortably before giving a long yawn āDonāt worry too much, heās a dead sleeper.ā Donovan reassured.Ā āWhen heās asleep or goes unconscious itās hard to wake him up again. Heāll probably wake up soon enough when he want to.ā He raised an eyebrow after hearing of the spell and paymentĀ āHow strong is this spell youāre talking about, if you donāt mind me asking? The reason being is because we have something bigger than all three of us on our tail.ā Chester from the back speaks upĀ āYeah and he has some stupidly long arms. Itās dumb.ā Donovan sighsĀ āThatās correct Chester.ā
Donovan frowned as he looked up to Izotz āHave you heard of a Neodevimon before?ā
Izotz sighed in relief when he saw the little Gummymon yawning, and even smiled with his eyes.
- Ah, good then. He will recover faster then.
In fact, the Sorcerimon applied more healing magic over him, to make sure and to take advantage of his unconscious state.
- Is not about how strong it is, but about how does it work -he hummed in answer-. Basically, right now we are in a pocket dimension. After seeing your state, I wasn't sure the one who left you in such a sorry state would still be alive or not, so I took some measurements.
Izotz's blue-gaze turned to the Tsunomon, in deep thought.
- NeoDevimon⦠I'm afraid it doesn't ring a bell.
When I see you, I can't help but smile a little.
Izotz closes his eyes with a smile.
- Thank you. To be honest, it happens the same to me.
āWhen I see you, I ...ā finish in my askbox .
How to train your vampire
Once the Virus Digimon let him room to move, Izotz sat down on the ground, crossing his legs. Now that he was sure the other one accepted his help, somehow, he put his bag on his own lap and started to check the inside.
- Well, I couldnāt save both, and I needed to pick⦠So I chose the one with any chance of survivability.
His iced blue gaze raised to her.
- I mean, Iām aware you would prefer me to not help the other one, but being a neutral medic is hard sometimes.
Finally! He found them! The Sorcerimon took some rolls of bandages from the inside of the bag, wrapped so they would be kept clean until being used.
- By the way, you may need some of these -he would say then, before making one roll to the Digimonās side-. I am Izotz, by the way, or you may call me just by Sorcerimon if you prefer.
The Sorcerimon chose the one with the most survivability, huh?
Vempyremon couldnāt exactly say anything against that. Especially not something that my have made him regret his decision. An idle, yet curious, finger rose to scratch at the surface of her cheek while avoiding most, if not all, eye contact. Only when Izotz seemed to glance in her direction, hers would wander elsewhere.
ā I āā She bit her tongue. All the Virus had to do was acknowledge his willingness to help. āTh-thanks. For notā¦choosing the other guy over me, I suppose.ā It was a better response than letting it go completely ignored.
āAlthough,ā A weak smile formed from the corners of her darkened lips, a small vampiric fang poking through! āOnce you release me from your care, Iāll likely get myself into more trouble. Whoās to say I wont go try to find that Infermon again?ā
It was but a simple jest, but also partly true. She might.
āYou are very brave andā¦quite kind, Izotz. I hope you are aware of this.ā
Izotz kept searching inside his bag, until finding more of that healing potion he used before over the vampire Digimon. At least this time he would leave the flask near her instead of pouring more over her head.
- Oh, well -he sighed-. I'm a doctor, not a caretaker. I hope at least you'll learn your mistakes to beat his ass next time. That is if the Infermon survivedā¦
The Sorcerimon would never understand the need for fighting that most Digimon had, but he wouldn't be the one trying to change their mindset. Izotz tried in his beginnings until finally giving up. It was just something so deep in their core and data that it was impossible to fight against it. There were exceptions, of course, as well as Digimon with more self-control. But those who just couldn't stop⦠One only could patch their wounds and let them go.
He still smiled with her last words, acknowledging them, before pointing to the bandages and medicine.
- That should be enough to fix you up, along with some rest. Do you need help, or can you handle yourself?
Special Delivery (closed starter)
iceddoctor:
Whatever that was good or bad, the question was Izotz was too calm, or either too shy, to react once he found himself suddenly dragged by Babamon to the inside. As an answer to the apologetical smile from Goldie, the Sorcerimon would give her aĀ āDonāt worryā look, knowing it wasnāt her fault at all. Even if the doctor wasnāt aware of that, they were lucky the witch didnāt start with the comments about pairing them and such⦠At least not yet.
Once in the kitchen, the medic sat on the chair he was offered, and left the bag on the floor next to him, making sure it wouldnāt get in the way of either Goldie or Babamon in case they were to move around.
- Wellā¦
Soon enough he got distracted by the scent of the tea and the words of the witch, and Izotz took a moment to raise the cup and to smell the infusion.
- It has a delicious scent, indeed. -he complimented, smiling with his eyes to the Necromamon and without noticing how that could get the both of them into an embarrassing moment.
- You see, Miss Babamon: I was looking for a place where I can settle down and open my own medical centre for a while. Itās a habit of me to both recover some money before travelling again and to study any region I settle in. But I ran out of luck this time, and I still didnāt find anything fitting where I can accommodate.
Goldie would smile back at his compliment, only to have her eyes averted towards Babamon at a very distinct chuckling under the old womans breath. Izotz had set them both up quite spectacularly and very unwittingly.
āWell, I canāt ignore such a smitten look between youngsters!ā She would grin almost wickedly.
āNo-ā The ghost would begin in horror, only for Babamon to speak up over her.
āI have just the solution!ā She would declare.Ā āSince weāve repaired the roof in the spare room, young master Izotz can stay here for a few days until he finds somewhere more suitable.ā The witch would announce to them both, with a tone that did not sound prepared to accept any arguments about the matter.
The Necromamon stood dumbfounded. She couldnāt even bring herself to hide the look on her face away.
āSo long as he keeps the place clean and helps around the house where he can, he is more than welcome. This is a place of rest and recuperation for most of my clients, and Iām sure a doctor like yourself would only be a highly credited addition!ā Babamon would assure him.Ā āWeāre used to dealing with ailed and troubled souls here after all.ā
Babamon, needless to say, looked extremely pleased.
āNow is there anything else you wish to ask?ā Babamon would ask the Sorcerimon in front of her.Ā
Izotz couldnāt believe what just happened.
The Sorcerimon blinked in shock, the cup of tea still between his gloved hands. He was very grateful for the gesture from Babamon, but he couldnāt help but notice that Goldie seemed to be uncomfortable with that. At least, he would be allowed to help, that settled his mind enough to donāt feel like he was taking too much advantage without giving anything back.
So his only way to answer was to leave the tea on the table, putting the palms of his hands together and tilting his head in front in a grateful gesture.
- I have no words. Thank you kindly for your generosity. Iāll help with all I can, indeed, keep my place clean and lend a hand in everything you may need. Iāll make sure to donāt be a burden in the time I must stay until finding my own place.
After that, he recovered the infusion and gave to it another sip. He would apologise to the Necromamon later, but for now, he didnāt want the risk to expose her apparent discomfort in front of the Babamon.
- Sure, I already gave to Goldie the payment you requested. If there is something that doesnāt fit or want any change, I can do it without trouble. That is, after gathering the needed ingredients.
āAhh yes. The amulet.ā Babamon would recall, looking to her apprentice to step forward, who eventually did after she got over the initial terror of Babamon potentially saying something a little too awkward to recover from.
If the two were to share a roof, the Necromamon would much prefer to be able to look the new house mate in the eyes after all was said and done.
Sheād hum in acknowledgement and put the box down on the table. Babamon would open it and examine the contents, the smile on her face saying everything the two really needed to know that she seemed very happy with it.
āMy dear, this work is spectacular.ā The old Digimon would speak up to Izotz.Ā āThereās a lot of talent hiding under that cloak of yours no doubt.ā Babamon would chuckle, closing the box, and sipping her tea.
Yes. Izotz had gained the Babamon seal of approval.
āGoldie, I believe I had this comissioned for you. Come put it on to make sure it fits.ā
āHuhā¦me?ā The ghost Digimon would speak up, with some confusion in her tone.
- Thank you. I'm glad it is of your liking.
The Sorcerimon answered, closing his eyes with a smile. It would be complicated to create another one other way, but Izotz was glad he managed to create the perfect payment for Babamon.
With the confusion of the ghost Digimon, the Sorcerimon blinked, turning his ice-blue gaze to her before smiling again.
- Don't worry. As you probably detected earlier, it's a regular protection amulet, nothing that should affect Ghost-type Digimon if they're not evil.
Oh, Yggdrasil, he was SO innocent.
Warning: High sweetness levels may cause diabetes.
āT-Thank you...ā
What warning label would you put on my muse?
(Just a reminder that tomorrow will be on a journey for the rest of the week and so gonna be completely away from Tumblr, so the hiatus continues. I donāt know if my arms will get better after that, but letās hope that resting from the work will at least do something.)
(Definitely setting the blogs on hiatus for a whileā¦)
(⦠Because itās not just lack of time what am I facing right now, but also health problems. Nothing too bad, but my arms are in constant pain and I canāt write for long.
Iāll get back once Iām better and with some time again on my hands.)
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Sanctuary (closed)
iceddoctor:
Izotz didnāt answer since he was focused on keeping his healing powers going, but still, he managed to be listening. Or something the sort. Actually, the Sorcerimon was able to hear and to be assimilating the meaning of the words slowly, so maybe he didnāt know right at the moment what was FireWizarmon rambling about, but he would with few seconds of difference. Or faster the moment he noticed the hatred in his voice for a moment, opening his eyes to peek at him from the corner of his eye. Fortunately, it wasnāt more than a startling moment and could continue with the healing process.
What did make him stop was the voice of the Tsunomon. The process was mostly done anyway, so Izotz paused a moment to turn to him. With an amused look in his blue eyes, and ignoring the fact that he called the FireWizardmon by a name, the doctor approached.
- Ah, donāt worry: Iām not his clone. Iām a Sorcerimon, my name is Izotz, and Iām the doctor taking care of all of you.
He checked on both in-training, as well as the bottles with the potion and the straws, before turning again to the Tsunomon.
- How are you feeling?
The Tsunomon stared at Izotz for a moment still in a momentary daze not exactly reacting initially at the statement. His docile look changed to anger as he looked past the sorcermonĀ āWELL, I would be feeling better if a CERTAIN flamewizardmon DIDNāT PICK A FIGHT WITH AN ULTIMATE!ā he raised his voice to make sure Chester knew he was being talked about.
Then returned his attention to IzotzĀ āSorry you have to deal with healing us because of some stupid mistake on my subordinatesĀ partā¦.ā
Chesters gaze landed on the Tsunomon and he frowned āListen youāre lucky this subordinate even could manage to save us.ā
Donovan bared his teeth at the flame wizardmon and the flame wizardmon returned the gesture. āYou know just because you WALKED here doesnāt mean they canāt just simply track us down right?ā the in training yelled again but it died down immediately after as he was straining himself.
Chester growledĀ āDear Yggdrasil couldnāt you of just stayed knocked outā¦ā The anger slowly went away on the tsunomons face as he then turned to ItzozĀ āYour name is Izotz? Nice to meet you but uuuh..lets get to the point. Where are we right now and why are you helping us?ā A brief pause came from Donovan before continuingĀ āI mean if you want something from us I apologize in advanced because we have nothing to give. That is if you want something that is.ā
Izotz didn't middle with the arguing between the two Digimon, still worried about the other in-training who didn't wake up yet. In fact, he tried some white healing magic on him, before returning his attention to the Tsunomon.
- As I said, I am a doctor. FlameWizardmon appeared at my door with the both of you, so of course, I would take all of you for emergency treatment.
The Sorcerimon kept checking on the Gummymon.
- Don't worry now about payment. We'll discuss that once you are all recovered. For now, as I said before to FlameWizardmon, you're going to stay here at least for the night. And longer if you need to. About being tracked down⦠A spell protects this place: No one will find you as far as you're under this roof.
Reblog this if I have permission to come into your askbox IC at any point if my muse has a question for yours.
Special Delivery (closed starter)
iceddoctor:
Whatever that was good or bad, the question was Izotz was too calm, or either too shy, to react once he found himself suddenly dragged by Babamon to the inside. As an answer to the apologetical smile from Goldie, the Sorcerimon would give her aĀ āDonāt worryā look, knowing it wasnāt her fault at all. Even if the doctor wasnāt aware of that, they were lucky the witch didnāt start with the comments about pairing them and such⦠At least not yet.
Once in the kitchen, the medic sat on the chair he was offered, and left the bag on the floor next to him, making sure it wouldnāt get in the way of either Goldie or Babamon in case they were to move around.
- Wellā¦
Soon enough he got distracted by the scent of the tea and the words of the witch, and Izotz took a moment to raise the cup and to smell the infusion.
- It has a delicious scent, indeed. -he complimented, smiling with his eyes to the Necromamon and without noticing how that could get the both of them into an embarrassing moment.
- You see, Miss Babamon: I was looking for a place where I can settle down and open my own medical centre for a while. Itās a habit of me to both recover some money before travelling again and to study any region I settle in. But I ran out of luck this time, and I still didnāt find anything fitting where I can accommodate.
Goldie would smile back at his compliment, only to have her eyes averted towards Babamon at a very distinct chuckling under the old womans breath. Izotz had set them both up quite spectacularly and very unwittingly.
āWell, I canāt ignore such a smitten look between youngsters!ā She would grin almost wickedly.
āNo-ā The ghost would begin in horror, only for Babamon to speak up over her.
āI have just the solution!ā She would declare.Ā āSince weāve repaired the roof in the spare room, young master Izotz can stay here for a few days until he finds somewhere more suitable.ā The witch would announce to them both, with a tone that did not sound prepared to accept any arguments about the matter.
The Necromamon stood dumbfounded. She couldnāt even bring herself to hide the look on her face away.
āSo long as he keeps the place clean and helps around the house where he can, he is more than welcome. This is a place of rest and recuperation for most of my clients, and Iām sure a doctor like yourself would only be a highly credited addition!ā Babamon would assure him.Ā āWeāre used to dealing with ailed and troubled souls here after all.ā
Babamon, needless to say, looked extremely pleased.
āNow is there anything else you wish to ask?ā Babamon would ask the Sorcerimon in front of her.Ā
Izotz couldn't believe what just happened.
The Sorcerimon blinked in shock, the cup of tea still between his gloved hands. He was very grateful for the gesture from Babamon, but he couldn't help but notice that Goldie seemed to be uncomfortable with that. At least, he would be allowed to help, that settled his mind enough to don't feel like he was taking too much advantage without giving anything back.
So his only way to answer was to leave the tea on the table, putting the palms of his hands together and tilting his head in front in a grateful gesture.
- I have no words. Thank you kindly for your generosity. I'll help with all I can, indeed, keep my place clean and lend a hand in everything you may need. I'll make sure to don't be a burden in the time I must stay until finding my own place.
After that, he recovered the infusion and gave to it another sip. He would apologise to the Necromamon later, but for now, he didn't want the risk to expose her apparent discomfort in front of the Babamon.
- Sure, I already gave to Goldie the payment you requested. If there is something that doesn't fit or want any change, I can do it without trouble. That is, after gathering the needed ingredients.
(Oh, boy, I managed, at last, to write down the answers I owned with this cinnamon roll and to set them on queue, as well as the oldest one I owned with Anselm and Cathair. My brain is already complaining and begging for a break. I'm also hungry. But I'll try after lunch and big nap to get to replies at least today. And then I'll decide if I queue them or if I release the bomb directly in my three RP blogs.
But yeah, getting on replies at last! Yay!)
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(So guess who has full time schedule at work⦠again. Yes, me. Meaning that this week probably wonāt be able to answer most RPs either, nothing new at this time I guess.
On one hand, Iām happy because that means not only more money but also that Iām doing my job well. They already stated they were giving more hours only to the productive workers, so yay!
But also Iām mad at the same time because I get really tired and Iām in pain because of my back and arm for all the work, and because I canāt keep RP at day, not even in the forum, less here.
Iāll try to move the oldest threads but canāt promise anything because Iām still with admin stuff in the forum (thatās why Iām not RPing there neither because both things at the same time are impossible with my current schedule).
Probably Iāll still answer to asks and reblogging memes to keep my mood up, I guess because I love the positive attention.
Hammer out!)