Scene #2241: On the Farm...

Owner	Pose
Beelzebumon	Beelzebumon is not in the best of moods. Currently, he is sitting crosslegged in the middle of the barn next to his motorcycle Behemoth, with his left arm in a sling, his knee in a brace, and tape wrapped tightly around his chest to keep his ribs from jossling too much. Yet despite still recovering from his injuries, he has a box of tools beside him, and is currently in the midst of doing repairs on the battered motorcycle with his one good arm. Why is he pushing himself even though he is on the mend? Well, for several reasons... for starters, he is bored and frustrated. For years now, he has lived his life on the road, staying in any particular place for only so long before he begins to get that urge to move on and see new things... and being stuck in one place is... vexing. Oh, he's not stuck here because of his injuries, or because Behemoth needs fixing. Neither of those things would really stop him from moving on... no. The reason why he is stuck here is because he made a promise to Duke to look after Alexis and Doran while the white knight was off getting his head on straight after discovering some uncomfortable truths about himself. A promise which Beelzebumon almost immediately regretted the instant he made it, yet is stuck honoring. The other reason why he is here fixing Behemoth when he should be resting is more easily explained... and that's the fact that Behemoth gets /cranky/ when she is left in poor condition too long. Just like her master, the motorcycle doesn't like being stuck in one place, and after Duke hammered her from wheel trying to keep the two of them from escaping, she isn't going anywhere until Beelz fixes her front end.
Alexis	Fortunately there was no shortage of tools for Beelzebumon to use, since Alexis was a rider herself when not deploying Pokemon based transportation means. Maybe not the exact tools for a demonic motorcycle but every little bit helps, right? Sure, sheltering the Demon Lord of Gluttony was probably a crazy thing to do. But it was hardly the first crazy thing Alexis has done. This is the woman that tamed and purified the Shadow Clone of an embodiment of legendary volcanic fury after all. After having left the digimon alone for the night, partially due to how late it was, Alexis finally wandered partway down the stairs from the converted loft and leaned against the railing. "Duke must of thrashed you pretty good if you didn't just stuff your face and sleep it off like the other Digimon have been doing." Or drowned himself in every bottle of beer he could find, in this digimon's case.
Beelzebumon	Beelzebumon turns his head and gives Alexis the briefest of glances before turning his head back to Behemoth, "That he did, though that's not the reason why." He winces a bit as he moves a little too much and his ribs start to complain again, but he powers on through the pain. "Not used to having my foot nailed to the ground, and I sure as hell ain't used to having to look out for someone other than myself... but a promise is a promise, and until Duke finishes getting his head screwed on straight, I'm here to stay." Then he sets his tool down on the ground and snorts, "Isn't the first time though I got stuck because of some obligation I let myself get suckered into."
Alexis	"You strike me more of the wanderlust sort, yeah." Alexis paused to vault over the railing and drop down the floor instead of bothering with the rest of the stairs. "I try not to stay cooped up for too long myself; the place is really more for the pokemon and other monsters I can't all take with me than it is for me half the time." Well and her boyfriend, but the kitsune tends to wander on his own antics almost as much as she does. With hands stuffed in the pockets of her hoodie Alexis wanders over, though amusingly she keeps her distance more from the pissy posessed bike than she does Beelz. "He'd already been restless lately, after that 'shadow mutt' as he and Doran have called it showed up. Probably why he asked you to stick around until his little sojourn is over with."
Beelzebumon	Beelzebumon lets out another snort as he takes a moment to twist his stiff neck with a good series of loud pops, "Yeah, that mutt does seem like the sort who'd go after someone's friends just to get at them. Anything to lure his 'prey' out." With that, he takes a moment to give Behemoth a good pat on the seat, before getting up with some noticable effort, "Ugh, been sitting on my ass too long. Think my tail fell asleep on me..." Then he limps his way over to the cooler and bends down to fetch himself a can of beer, before opening it with a loud crackhiss and downing half the can in one go, "I just hope he doesn't take too long to get all that 'noble suffering' out of his system. Otherwise I might start climbing the walls."
Alexis	Alexis gives a whistle and the cooler opens on it's own again, practically launching a can to her. Don't worry it's not haunted.... well actually, it technically kind of is, since it's a Frost forme Rotom 'posessing' the cooler. How else did you think it was staying cold when it's clearly not plugged in, huh? Alexis pops it open, takes a sip and leans back on the rail of the stall next to her. "Before you wonder, yeah I already know about his 'true past'. I got the abridged version after a Psychic type showed us what his nightmares were about." She paused for another sip, then rested the can on the railing next to her. "I don't like keeping secrets but Doran and I agreed it was something he had to find out for himself. Or he probably wouldn't believe it at all in the first place."
Beelzebumon	Beelzebumon raises a brow as the can gets launched, then grins, "Neat party trick," Then he finds a spot to take a seat once more and leans back as he puts his feet up, with a bit of effort from the bad leg. "Yeah, well he sure as hell knows now. He Slide Evolved during our battle without realizing it when I pushed some of his buttons, then caught a good look at his own reflection when he was in the middle of trying to punch Behemoth in two. Damn near killed me over it," Despite this, Beelzebumon smiles, "Good thing he still has a soft spot, right behind his eyes."
Alexis	"Same 'soft spot' is probably worried about relapsing around his friends, which is why he wants time to himself to sort out. Eh, just because he's regained an old form doesn't mean he's going to become to the old Dukemon. He'll figure it out... eventually..." Alexis took another chug from the can, and shrugged. "If we don't hear from him in another day or two I'll go find him. He's... not really that good at keeping low key if you know what to look for."
Beelzebumon	"You know, the funny thing is..." Beelzebumon says as he glances over, "The old him and the new him aren't that different. Even back then, he was something of a white knight, always trying to use his gifts for the greater good, standing up for the weak and innocent, being all noble and responsible..." Beelz rolls his head back as he looks at the ceiling, "Probably why he and I always clashed during the war. He was always trying to protect others from danger, and I... well, I /was/ a danger. Good times."
Alexis	"But he found out maybe he was protecting them from the wrong danger." Alexis holds up her free hand. "Not that I'm saying you're not dangerous. Trust me, I've seen the shape Duke has come back from your previous... rivaltries in. Just that he didn't realize the other big threat in the shadows behind him until it was too late. The one he thought was doing the right thing until he saw the ugly underneath." There is a pause as she seems to mull this over. "You haven't seen anyone other than you guys and the mutt yet, have you?"
Beelzebumon	"None of us did. Not before Yggdrasil's little doomsday project was already picking apart our world, and if that idiot thinks for a moment that he's gonna shoulder all of the blame, I am gonna deck him right in the face." With that, Beelzebumon knocks back the rest of his drink, then takes the can and crushes it against the side of his head. "Huh? No, not really. Just a few scattered exiles like the nest of Fanbeemon or that psycho three-headed bitch. Why do you ask?"
Alexis	Alexis laughs softly. "You may have to take turns if it comes down to literally being sense back into him." "She'll do it too," comes a snort from one of the stalls, where Stormpaw the Tiger has been curled up keeping an eye on the Demon Lord and his bike. Or just napping. It's hard to tell with the crotchety wolf-cat beast. "She's convinced a few of us with her own fists rather than rely on her monsters." "Yeah, I have no idea where Ryuu hid the Fanbeemon hive. Probably for the better. And ding dong the bitch is dead." Despite the goofy singsonging she gives a solemn huff into her bangs afterwards. "Because if there's been no one else, it means either the mutt is the only thing they've sent after him and Doran... or others are doing a better job at hiding."
Beelzebumon	Beelzebumon sighs a bit, "Probably the latter, to be honest. I mean, I've been in the Multiverse for bloody years now, and this is the first inkling I've gotten that my world may still be more than just a memory." Then Beelzebumon takes his feet off the table and leans forward, "Here's what I don't get... so, me and Duke are fighting, doing a hell of a job beating the tar out of one another, and then the shadow mutt shows up to interupt things. He grabs Duke and takes to the air where I can't follow, then power bombs him into the earth. All it would take is one good strike to finish the job..." "And then he stops and doesn't follow through. A hunter and killer like him goes to the trouble of ambushing two opponents and has a perfect shot at killing one. Then he doesn't take it. Why?"
Alexis	The barn is silent for several long, thoughful minutes. Until Alexis finally breaks it by gulping down the end of her drink, and tossing the can into the nearby recycling bin... And be recycling I mean used to feed pokemon that eat metal as part of their diet like Aggron. "Because he wasn't ready" though the reply comes not from the tomboy, but from Stormpaw as the Tiger slinks out of his stall. "I mean Duke wasn't ready. Admittably, I don't know you Digimon as well as I do my own kind of monters. But I know hunters, being one. But there is no pleasure in taking down prey that aren't at their full potential." As the horned wolf comes to sit next to her Alexis reachs down to idly scratch behind one ear. Stormpaw tries to act indifferent, but it's not hard to see the way he leans his head into it slightly. "He may be onto something. If he's after Duke because he was Dukemon of the Royal Knights, in their eyes a traitor... He'd want to it to be Dukemon he destroys."
Beelzebumon	Beelzebumon snorts, "Well, I can understand that sentiment at least. That's why I've been goading him so much anyway," With casual ease, he tosses the crushed can of his into the feeder without looking, "I think there was something more to it than just that though. I mean, right when it came down to that moment, the mutt just kind of... zoned out, sort of like his attention was elsewhere. Hell, he didn't even notice me until I popped up behind him and jabbed my shotgun into his back. That doesn't seem like something an experienced hunter would do." Then Beelz sighs and rolls his head back, "But enough about that jerk. Should probably get back to fixing Behemoth. She gets pissy when she's stuck in park too long."
Alexis	Alexis gives a shrug of her shoulders. "His masters, if they still exsist as well, probably have ulterior motives. But we won't know more until we see more of him, unfortunately." She gnawed at her lower lip idly for a moment. On one hand, she didn't want to leave Duke out there along for too long... but at the same time, butting in too soon might ruin his chances at sorting himself out. It ended in a sigh, and a shake of her pigtailed head as she pushes herself up from the railing and starting to walk back to the stairs. "I know you promised Duke, but don't feel like you gotta stick around longer than you need to. I've got plenty of big friends to keep an eye on me. Wouldn't be against the first elderitch monstrousity, either."
Beelzebumon	"Thanks," Beelzebumon replies as he gets up, then limps back over to where Behemoth sits, before plopping back down cross legged once more to pick up his tool, "I'll stick around for a while in any case, least till my wounds are healed," Then he lets out a grunt as he gets back to work, "Besides, you got good booze."
Alexis	"Despite being a kitsune Nova is part Scottish," Alexis replies as she starts up the stairs, like that in itself explains everything about the booze.