[[Durr, I have to say half-half. It's easy training them, but I hate it when they degenerate to an egg randomly, such as, right before a tournament -.- But it's easy to get the Digimon you want]]

Marco shifted his notebook away. He was rather shy about his pictures, even though it was his friend. "Come on, Len." He grinned. "You're pretty strong, right? You can't let the coach tire you out that easily!" Marco punched himself in the chest, like what he saw the weird jocks in school did. 

(( Really? Evolving them into what I want is a pain in the you know what. :/ I'm just saying flat out that Dusk/Dawn is epic and is my favorite Digimon game. Although Rumble Arena 2 is the best for killing stress. ))

"Weirdo," Len said, laughing at how silly Marco looked imitating a jock. "Yeah, well I bet you wouldn't even last an hour out there." he mocked, swinging at Marco with his fist but missing on purpose. He didn't want to actually hit him in case it was too hard of a blow. His hand flopped back down on the gras-s and he yawned. He usually slept in on Saturdays but the coach had made that impossible. "You just watch, my legs are going to fall off from all that running." 

[[Rumble Arena? Never heard of that. Is it for DS? I'm interested 8D Since I just finished playing Dusk XD Now I'm just wandering around Transfield degenerating and digivolving the same 6 digimon -_-]]

Marco laughed at Len. He was sure that he had never seen Len so tired before. Marco started poking Len's legs with his drawing pencil. "I'm sure they'll stay attached, sir." He said in a solemn voice, then burst out laughing again. "It's not fair. You're much stronger than me, and you know that." Marco crossed his arms.

[[So, how are we going to meet our digimon and stuff like that? o_o]]

(( Lol, it's for the GameCube and possibly PS2

*cries* Japan-Expo starts on my birthday and I just found out ten minutes ago so I don't have enough time to get a pas-sport or book a flight ;A; )) 

"Ow, ow, ow, HEY!" Len yelped, moving his legs out of Marco's range. "Does the word 'sore' register in that brain of yours?" He growled, but when Marco started laughing, he couldn't help but smile. "You are insane." he said with a laugh. He sat up and crossed his arms as well, imitating his friend. "I know, that's why you don't mock my exhaustion!" he said before playfully pulling Marco into a choke-hold, being very careful to not actually choke him. 

[[Uh. I has no GameCube -shakes head in shame- XD What's Japan-Expo? You mean the Expo in Shanghai? o-o]]

Marco instinctively put his hands up on the arm that was around his neck. "If you choke me..." He said, but couldn't help grinning. "Besides, have you ever heard of a m*censored*age? They help you're muscles... and... stuff."

[[Gotta go. It's past midnight x.x]]

(( It's a J-pop con in Paris, France ))

Len stared laughing and released Marco from his fake choke-hold. "And stuff?" he asked mockingly. He chuckled again. "Well if you want to mas-sage my legs, be my guest." He said, falling back and using his bag as a pillow again. He rested his hands on his stomach, looking contently up at the sky.

(( Night! :3 )) 

((Omg. ;c I lost my Dusk. -had a MagnaDramon-

So now I'm on vacation and won't be able to get on often. XD))

Seattle sighed and slid back down, then took off for a quick run across the park. When she neared the track, her mind was lost in thought, she nearly tripped over two guys lying in the gr*censored*. "Oh! God, I'm sorry," she apologized breathlessly.

"Holy Snap!" Len exclaimed, over-exaggerating a bit, but he hadn't expected a girl to be running full speed at him and almost tripping over him. He had to pull his legs out of her way to keep them from being trampled on and doing that caused the muscles to burn. He winced and looked up at the girl. "Is someone chasing after you with a bulldozer?" he asked, being slightly rude but since she had apologized, there was barely any menace behind his words.

(( I dun know how. Len's just laying on the gras-s. You'd have to trip over him to get his attention XD )) 

Seattle grinned sheepishly. "No, sometimes you just have to run." She blinked then giggled. "That's a little too philosophical for me. My name's Seattle, by the way."

"Yeah, well." Seattle shifted uncomfortably. "Guess I'll see you around." She smiled, waved, and dashed off.

A few minutes later, she saw someone she slightly recognized. "Hey!", she called to the girl with the DS.

((Writer's Roadblock. D:))