Trail Take 2: Now with a party!

[whistleconcert]

DATE: December 14th.
CHARACTERS: Blues, Takato, and Ken
SUMMARY: Getting used to new "mates."
LOCATION: The Cool Kids' Blues' Wagon
WARNINGS: PG? Shouldn't be too bad.
FORMAT: Action/Prose/Whatever.

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[empireofmymind]

Ken is up front minding the oxen, or at least that's what he told himself he's doing. Instead he just seems to be hunched over watching the beasts as they lumber along, trying not to think about what they've all just survived.

But he can't help it. Those creatures - even if they'd vanished, and everything had been fine - that didn't change the fact that he had...against someone who'd looked almost human....

Yes, he'd done it. He'd had no choice, but he'd attacked creatures that might once have been human. And now he has to live with those memories, in addition to everything else he's done.

But he can do that, too. He isn't alone.

Ken glances back to smile gratefully at Takato and Blues, not really sure what to say. They shouldn't be privy to his private brooding. He can't burden them with that.

"It's a pretty melody," he finally offers.

[whistleconcert]

Blues' attention is pulled up, as if just remembering that, oh yes, he is traveling with other things and not lumbering along alone.

"Thank you," he replies, a slight, subtle smile crossing his face. "Seeing as this place likes to keep us going in these wagons, I've made quite a few."

He holds the book open, turning it so Ken can see the contents. Indeed, there seems to be evidence of quite a lot of rather professionally-written notes and bars across the pages.

[dreamtamer]

Takato had been curled up in the back of the wagon, drawing in his sketchbook and occasionally watching the landscape pass by. It was different, here. Everything was. It was still hard to believe that only a few days ago his only concern had been so ordinary. He'd gone to school and helped out at home. And his only worry had been that promise to Guilmon.

Now he was on another adventure. And he'd discovered that there might be more to the Digital World than even Hypnos or Mr. Shibumi had ever thought.

And despite all the possible dangers, he couldn't but help but be a little excited at having the chance to explore a new world.

At Ken's remark he glances up with a small smile.

"Do you like music, Mr. Blues?

[whistleconcert]

That earns Takato a slight smile as well and Blues chuckles very softly -- it's almost too quiet to be heard.

"Yes."

Music... had definitely been one of the few comforts and constants Blues had. There wasn't a lot you could take with you if you were constantly moving, after all, but music... well, you could find that most anywhere.

He leans back a little, turning his gaze to Takato and beginning his typical whistle.

Tango stretches a little, ears twitching at it and yawning. He seems to decide that Blues doesn't quite need him, rolling onto his back and flicking his tail in the air.

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[empireofmymind]

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Ken's impressed with the book Blues had held up: having never been interested in music himself (nor really had the time to learn), everything about it is foreign to him.

Though he doesn't want to interrupt the whistling, he'll turn around in the wagon's front seat in a better semblance of joining his companions, and listen in appreciation to the new song.

He'll also smile at Tango, not really intending to be inviting, but. This seat is built for a driver and a passenger.

[dreamtamer]

Takato puts his pencil down and listens with a small smile on his face.