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"I want to play a game, we need more friends." Leormon hopped off to the crowed. Gleaming with joy Leormon plodded up to Gatomon again and smiled at her and Dracmon. "Want to play while this boring thing is on?" Leormon may be older than most but was only showing his peaceful side because he saves his anger for battle.

Gatomon sniffed disdainfully down at Leormon. "As long as that Dracmon isn't involved. He keeps trying to drink my and Kata's blood." She obligingly jumped down, and smiled.

Dracmon watched the meeting of the other digimon. "Can I join them, huh huh huh, Hitome-sama?" Hitome shook his head. "You can't even control yourself for three seconds. Imagine what proximity would do when you're like this." Dracmon hung his head. "Can you at least take off this seat belt thing?" Dracmon began to squirm a little at the dark blue cloth wrapped around his waist and his seat. hitome shook his head again. "No. You're creative enough to escape everyone here. I can't have you go and try to bite that Gatomon again." Dracmon considered his hypnotic attack, but decided not to be so rash. He also considered digivolving, but his champion form was quite large, and he'd be more mature. He considered this dearly, but remembered he needed his Tamer's want of him to digivolve as well... "Maybe they'll come to me." He waved at the group.

Hitome looked at the Leormon, and looked at Dracmon. He smiled at the muzzle idea, thinking it may work, but he knew the blood wouldn't. Dracmon would just want more! He watched Dracmon, contemplating if he could let him go. The only worry that corroded the OK was that if he digivolved, he would crave more blood, and with that Gatomon there, he might digivolve into Sangloupmon if he got really angry, or worse, Matadormon! Grandracmon hardly ever came out, but when he did, absolute chaos was ensued. He grimaced, remembering when Dracmon became Grandracmon, absolutely destroying the enemie's Ghoulmon when he battled his junior year, last year. Unexpected digivolving, one of virus digimon's scariest abilities. Good thing Dracmon doesn't know that... "Do you think you can control yourself this time?" Dracmon smiled and nodded. "Yeah yeah! I'll be good, Hitome-sama!" Hitome shrugged, and undid the cloth holding him down. "Alright...and Leormon, if he is becoming mischievious or attempts to bite someone, tell me. Don't take the matter in your own hands, for everyone's own safety."

Dracmon smiled, staring at Gaomon with his hands instead of his eyes, which made the stare even more uncomfortable. He danced around the small group, watching everyone's movements. "Hitome-sama raise me well, yep yep yep! He told me not to pass rookie form unless it was needed, yep yep!" He stops, and puts his finger in his mouth. "I don't remember going past Sangloupmon though...." He begins running and dancing in a circle again. "But Dracmon is good, but when Hitome-sama isn't looking..." He stops, guides his hand to where Hitome was, and watched him closely. He smiled, even though Hitome wasn't paying attention. He held up his hand and whispered his last fragment. "Dracmon is baaaaaaad." He danced again.

Gatomon just raised her eyebrows. "Seeing as Kata and I are new here, I don't know what went on, but I don't want to find out." Sighing, she padded over to the Leormon and Gaomon, watching Dracmon every step.

Gatomon, shocked, narrowed her eyes, and slunk behind the other cat-like digimon. "I Don't trust him." she muttered, grooming her paw. "So, where are you guys rooming?"