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Post by Alexa and Data on Dec 16, 2017 0:20:42 GMT
There was a bit of fanfare, but it fell away quickly. Data sighed. He kind of liked the attention. Not that he'd admit it out loud, but it was kind of nice to have everyone so excited that he was there. Oh well, easy come, easy go.
"I'm a virus type too, trust me, I understand," Data said. Honestly he'd gone a long time since making mischief, but there definitely was a time in his youth when he was a little looser. "Thank you, we would love some help."
Alexa followed behind, nearly tripping over the rubble left behind in the streets. And then there was a lot of noise. Data flew up in the air, ready to defend Alexa. But it seemed not to be needed - Murmukusmon was already on it.
"You know, if you need a detective or any help, well, we're here now," Data said, offering his services to the mega digimon. Alexa just nodded in support. There wasn't a lot she could really do.
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Post by DracNos on Dec 18, 2017 5:48:38 GMT
Murmukusmon watched the culprit be led away, wincing at his curses as he regained consciousness. The group was just about at the town square, when the two offered their services, as detectives. Murmukusmon glanced at them, for a moment, before sighing, "I had hoped this would not be your first impression, this is something I should handle myself. If you truly wish to help, I suppose I will have to fill you in on the details. But first, I suppose you will have to meet who is currently working on the case." He said, snapping his fingers, sending a flare into the sky with his magic power, it detonated into a flaming hat, and lingered in the sky, for approximately a minute.
Before long, a match fell from above, in front of the group, igniting into a blaze that grew to the size of a slightly short person, before the fire faded, and was replaced by a doll-like man, with stitches over his mouth, and wearing the same flaming hat as the symbol of the sky. "Yes, sir? what happened?" he asked, glancing around, noticing the burn marks everywhere, "Welcome, FlameWizardmon, two things have happened, one, is bluemeramon went berserk today. The same symptoms as the others, and we have some newcomers. Apparently they are detectives, like yourself." Murmukusmon explained, seeing no reason to lie about something like that. Flamewizardmon glanced at the newcomers, examining them thoroughly, walking up to each of them, raising his massive match-stick wand in their faces, examining their reactions to the fire, though it was no where near enough to hurt them. "Detectives, hm? Well, I have had my hands full, I think we should discuss this elsewhere, however." He said, turning to his superior, before the two walked into the building. DracNos followed them, as it seemed like itneresting stuff was going to happen inside.
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