[CLOSED] Lay low, clutch your limbs forever

[fromsprouts]

Who: Umemiya, Guilmon, Anasui
What: Expedition: Blue
Where: Out in the wilds
Warnings: None yet


Umemiya, for his part, is clearly excited and eager for his first big mission since arriving. He's hopping from foot to foot, making sure he's got the balance of the pack on his back in mind. "Just be sure you stick close to me, if you're hurt. I might not have the same healing chops as the clinic, but Life Dew is better than nothing."

He just hopes he can squeeze enough uses out of it for the whole trip. He'll need to be discerning, at least in the beginning.

"We've got this, I'm sure."

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[fromsprouts]

Umemiya puts his own scarf on, wrapping it around his shoulders more like a large neckerchief or a small shawl.

"Sounds like a plan. Let's get going." He knows Steel is weak to Fire, but he's also strong against Ice. He isn't going to need the warmth the way Anasui might. He's being optimistic about it.

[dripdrive]

"Hmph... I'll let you know if it gets that bad," Anasui says. With that, Anasui starts walking forward into the dense forest.

Admittedly, it's not a bad walk despite the denseness of the trees and it is a nice change of pace to have companions that aren't tiny. For all the grief he gave Guilmon in their first meeting, Guilmon and Umemiya were both tall enough that they won't fall behind him by just walking.

Not being a fan of small talk, Anasui won't talk as they walk. He just keeps his eyes up and stays on guard. He will notice the heavy clouds overhead. Seems like it will rain or snow any second...

Or worse...

[guilmon]

Unlike Anasui, Guilmon does notice the clouds, partially because sometimes he just likes to look up and watch them roll by. But there are a lot of clouds, and they look pretty thick!

His nostrils twitch as he sniffs the air.

"Maa... I think the weather's gonna change soon. The air feels all wet."

[fromsprouts]

"Wet and cold." Umemiya glances up at the sky. "Hopefully it's nothing worse than a little rain. We can work with that, right?"

Even as he says that, the first quarter-sized balls of hail begin their descent, as if he jinxed it.

[dripdrive]

Anasui glares at Umemiya, as if it's his fault he changed the weather. However, he says nothing as he bristles and keeps moving. Initially, the Espathra hangs by the trees, hoping the branches can shield him from some of the hail, but as the forest becomes more and more sparse it becomes a problem.

"Damn hail..." Anasui growls. He glares at some hail flying past him and zaps it with his psychic powers as if that would do something. As a reward, he is immediately jabbed in the eye by more hail. "Damn hail!"

[guilmon]

"Fire Ball!" Guilmon spits flames at the incoming hail, as if this will help somehow. It... probably isn't the wisest idea, he realizes, as the flame cuts through the hail, but also ignites a nearby branch.

"Wah! Not like that! Not like that!" Hastily, he starts scooping up dirt to throw at the spreading flame. Thankfully, he's quick enough that he snuffs it out before it can expand too far.

"Maybe we should have packed helmets..."

[fromsprouts]

"We couldn't bring protection for every single contingency. Let's keep pressing forward. I've got heals on tap if we get real beat up by this."

There's a couple of almost half-hearted attempts to knock hail away before it hits him, but Umemiya covers his face with his paws and forges ahead.

[dripdrive]

If Anasui hadn't just done the same thing as Guilmon, he would have yelled at the Digimon to stop being dumb. Instead, he glares at the clouds before he follows Umemiya.

"If we get knocked out due to hail, I'll never hear the end of it," Anasui mutters. What a stupid way to die.

The hail is aggressive and only getting moreso. Anasui frowns. He has to be able to do something about this. As they forge ahead, Anasui focuses on his two companions and tries to manifest his psychic powers. There's a flicker in the sky and for a split second it looks like there's some sort of barrier between the group and the hail.

[guilmon]

"Waa... It's all sparkly!" Or... shimmery? Either way, Anasui's power draws Guilmon's attention to the brand new barrier.

Not that the hail cares, but the barrier does seem to be hindering its assault. Though Guilmon winces, he picks up the pace.

"Maybe we just have to find a Pokémon and make them stop."

It'd be nice, anyway. Better than the weather just being that way.

[fromsprouts]

"That wasn't the brief, though. Even if a Pokemon is causing this, our job is to explore this uncharted territory, not to stop anyone or anything."

And they can't be sure this is anyone's doing, actively.

[dripdrive]

"Hmph... I doubt it's a Pokemon... But if it is, we can beat them up anyway since the hail is preventing us from effectively exploring." Being able to fist fight a guy is a lot easier than fist-fighting clouds. Anasui knows that from experience...

As the hail gets harder and there's less cover, Anasui doubles his efforts to use his psychic powers. It takes him a few tries but eventually he manages to get a barrier up, which is somewhat similar to Reflect. It's rather small and not a perfect barrier but it absorbs the brunt of the oncoming hail.

"Stay close. I don't know how long this hailstorm will go for..."

[guilmon]

"Guilmon needs to learn how to make it sunny..." He snorts out some smoke, following close to Anasui. "I heard fire types can do that, but I don't really know how."

Whatever's causing it, at least there's a way to fix it next time. ...If there's a next time, but he hopes there isn't.