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just_writingLooking through my hotmail box, I came across the last post I made in the Digimon PBEM before it stalled last year. I really like it for a couple of reasons - mostly the internal diatribe in the last paragraph[1] but also for Akemi's heat-affected babble - so I thought I would duplicate it here. For old times' sake.
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Hoodmon looked up at Tenkei. The boy would probably be safer with the group ... but he did have the advantage of height up here on the dune. "Okay," he agreed, "But remember, you're just on watch. Run get us or call us on your digivice if you see anything, you're not a fighter. Come on, Akemi," he added, guiding his chosen child towards the oasis.
"Mmkay," she answered hazily. "'Sreally hot," she declared.
"I know," he said. He flailed his winglike arms at her, wafting her with a cool breeze. The girl made appreciative noises, sweat dripping from her brow.
"Hey," she said, "Howcm you're okay in th heat? Yr all feathrs an hood."
"Oh, uh." The avian paused for a moment. Something tiny, deep inside him, wanted to shout: I am the Sun and the Moon, Harsiesis, the Fire of the Heavens; child to Isis and Osiris, this heat is nothing to the fire within my soul. He narrowed one eye, considering the thought. Out loud he said, "Well, you know, feathers are good insulation. Keeps the heat out as well as in."
[1] I always tried to write Hoodmon with layers, to explore the multiple-persona aspect of Digimon - they evolve back and forth into what are essentially different people. Hoodmon's ultimate evolution is Horusmon, which sometimes echoes down to his less mature forms.
Hoodmon looked up at Tenkei. The boy would probably be safer with the group ... but he did have the advantage of height up here on the dune. "Okay," he agreed, "But remember, you're just on watch. Run get us or call us on your digivice if you see anything, you're not a fighter. Come on, Akemi," he added, guiding his chosen child towards the oasis.
"Mmkay," she answered hazily. "'Sreally hot," she declared.
"I know," he said. He flailed his winglike arms at her, wafting her with a cool breeze. The girl made appreciative noises, sweat dripping from her brow.
"Hey," she said, "Howcm you're okay in th heat? Yr all feathrs an hood."
"Oh, uh." The avian paused for a moment. Something tiny, deep inside him, wanted to shout: I am the Sun and the Moon, Harsiesis, the Fire of the Heavens; child to Isis and Osiris, this heat is nothing to the fire within my soul. He narrowed one eye, considering the thought. Out loud he said, "Well, you know, feathers are good insulation. Keeps the heat out as well as in."
[1] I always tried to write Hoodmon with layers, to explore the multiple-persona aspect of Digimon - they evolve back and forth into what are essentially different people. Hoodmon's ultimate evolution is Horusmon, which sometimes echoes down to his less mature forms.
