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[friendshipcrest]

Who: Yamato (friendshipcrest), Gabumon, & you!
When: 7/14 IC, 5/28 OOC
Where: Shopping district, CERES gardens
What: A boy and his enabler lizardwolf have been busy with ViViD, and spend their hard-earned credits on a little shopping.
Rating/Warning: None!

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I. SHOPPING DISTRICT

[Yamato has been playing ViViD almost every day lately, determined to play enough get Gabumon up to his usual strength so nothing like the robot incident can happen again. He didn't realise just how many credits this would net him too, and now he has a lot more than he expected. He's looking around for anything to spend it on, when a music shop catches his eye. He pauses at the window, eyes wide at some of the more exotic instruments. But what really grabs his attention is a bass guitar at the front of the window. The price is a little eye-watering for someone on his budget, but...

It makes him feel a little bit homesick, looking at it.

From beside him, Gabumon pipes up.]

Yamato, can we go inside? I want to look at all the instruments. You do too, right?

I don't know... I shouldn't waste my credits on expensive stuff. --H-hey! [Gabumon is already determined, trying to nudge and corral his partner into going inside, laughing.]

It's fine if we just look!


II. CERES GARDENS

[Just browsing, as it turns out, turned into Yamato being persuaded into leaving the store with a new case for his harmonica, and... a second-hand bass slung over his back that's almost as big as he's tall. It's still in decent condition, and thankfully a lot more affordable than what had initially caught his eye.

He sets himself up sitting at one of the fountains, refamiliarising himself with the instrument. He'd played his father's before, but he was still picking up the basics -- he was nowhere near as good as with the harmonica.

He starts by trying to tune it at first, before moving onto practising a few notes to warm up. Gabumon sits beside him, curious but happy to watch and listen.]

Comments

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[criticalhip]

[Insert something poignant here about how music is the language that ties everyone together, whether they be monster or human. Or, you know, a quote by Albert Einstein that summarizes the above. Whatever floats your boat.]

[The point is that the sound of an out of tune guitar, Sans perks up from his spot on a nearby bench where he'd been napping in some peace and quiet. He should probably check his CereVice for the time, but there's no reason behind doing so. Not when he already knows he's late in coming back from one of his breaks.]

[Eh, go big or go home. ...Then again, going home would be going big in this scenario. Maybe he'll do that after he has a chat with Yamato.]

[Sans yawns as he sits up with a stretch of both his arms, getting them warmed up for a friendly wave as he trudges on over to the fountains, his slippers barely making it off the path.]

'Sup, guys?

Nice guitar.

[friendshipcrest]

[Yamato stops playing when he sees Sans heading over, and Gabumon looks up as well. Yamato thinks he really is an odd skeleton... not that Yamato exactly knew what to expect from a talking skeleton in the first place. Maybe something a bit scarier, not so affable and relaxed?

Luckily, unlike certain other Digikids, he does have a brain to mouth filter, so those particular observations are kept to himself.]

Hey, Sans. Thanks... I just bought it today.

[He looks a little guilty about it, though. Part of him wants to just save his credits and be responsible when he has Takeru to worry about, but somehow Gabumon managed to talk him around to it.]

[criticalhip]

[It's true, both Sans and his brother are both oddballs in the world of walking, talking skeletons, but that just makes them all the more lovable, right? Right.]

[He can't place whatever emotion is going through Yamato's mind, although he can tell it's not exactly positive despite what's supposed to be a happy event.]

[Dang, this kid needs to learn to lighten up.]

You already know how to play?

[friendshipcrest]

[Figuring out what's going on in Yamato's head is a trying experience at the best of times. He nods, no less serious than before.] Yeah, a little. My dad has a bass so sometimes I played his.

[Gabumon, on the other hand, is all smiles.] I know he's going to be really good at it! He's already good at the harmonica.

Gabumon...!

[The heat rises in Yamato's cheeks and he looks embarrassed, so he quickly tries to deflect the conversation away from himself and be the setup to bad skeleton related puns.] Do you play anything, Sans?

[criticalhip]

[He shoots a wink at Gabumon as a thanks for that bit of info. Tiny pieces here and there that even hint just a little at Cool Kid Yamato's likes/dislikes/whatever are appreciated. Everything helps in the neverending battle to get the kid to crack a smile more than three seconds long.]

Nothing as cool as the harmonica or the bass, buuuuut I do happen play a mean trombone.

We should play together sometime.