Twenty-Eighth Flame-[Written/Action]

[gogglesyndrome]

[Child-logic says that since he can't send it to her, and he doesn't really remember her address anyway, he'll just glue it down to his journal for his own personal amusement.]

January first...new year. Let's make this a better one then! Today's a good start already, right?

So hey, name something you want to get done in the next year, I'm curious. Me? I'm still figuring that out, I want to do a lot.

[And despite the fresh snow, Taichi's currently up in his tree house just lounging around and probably writing more postcards for his own amusement. Just in case.]

[[ooc: reference is Here]]

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[emp3thy]

[More than probably.] It's fine.

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

If you say so. [he wanders back to the table and sits down, motioning for Minato to join him. He's got three postcards already made, the one in his journal for Sora, one for Mimi, and one for Koushiro. More or less they look the same, aside from the fact that Mimi's has some random pink flowers on it and Koushiro's has...a pineapple.]

[emp3thy]

[He follows, but not before bringing over teacups for them both. Now he's trying not to look nosy while glancing at the pineapple.]

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

[TEA. Taking one of the teacups from him to warm up his hands] Thanks. [Go ahead and ask, he'll be happy to explain. Currently he's shifting the teacup to one hand while he's opening his plastic box full of crayons, markers, colored pencils, glue, scissors, and some other assorted school supplies]

[emp3thy]

[he takes his own cup while Taichi unpacks.]

Why a pineapple?

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

Hm? [Stops unpacking and looks] Oh, that's for Koushiro. It's because of his computer. He used it a lot when we were in the Digital World and it saved our butts a lot of the time.

[emp3thy]

His computer?

[...how does that connect.]

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

His laptop. He had it rigged up so we could use our Digivices to learn about which Digimon we had seen and get in contact with Gennai and stuff, and once he figured out how to hook it up so we could see a map of this city we were running around in and he figured out the layout of the pyramid Sora was trapped in with it, too.

[It's the digital world, Minato. Common sense doesn't matter there.]

[emp3thy]

[That's nice, Taichi, but it doesn't answer the question at all. He repeats it.]

...But why a pineapple?

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

[And then, like it's the most obvious thing in the world]

It had a pineapple on it.

[emp3thy]

Ah.

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

Yeah, and Mimi's has flowers because of Palmon.

[emp3thy]

Makes sense.

[Are you going to hand over some of those markers?]

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

[He's twelve. Talking takes precedence over actually doing anything. But he's shoving a few blank postcards at Minato and turns the box toward him so he can take whatever he wants.]

Yeah, I guess so. I've got to make one for Jyou still, and Takeru, and a few other people. Who're you going to write to, just Aegis?

[emp3thy]

A couple others.

[SEES, at least. There are a lot of people he could write to, but since they can't be delivered...]

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

Ohh. I've got a lot of blank cards so just take however many you want. Maybe one day we'll figure out how to actually send them out, but for now it's kind of just fun.

[emp3thy]

Okay.

[He starts to write, with much neater handwriting than Taichi's.]

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

...it's not possible to miss somebody if they're not gone, is it?

[emp3thy]

What do you mean?

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

Like...the people at home. People here said it's like we're not even missing at home, but do you think the people at home can still kind of tell?

[emp3thy]

I don't know.

[he's the wrong person to ask about that, Taichi.]

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

Oh...just wondering. [Maybe not, but you're the only person he would ask.]

[emp3thy]

[...aw.]

Even if they don't realize directly, they're probably thinking of you.

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

Maybe. Who knows what they think, but it's nice to think that they do. [Coloring, coloring...]

[emp3thy]

[after writing something on the back, he turns the postcard over to follow Taichi in decorating the front.]