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Section A-2 – New Routes (Client – Whitewater)
Amelie
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Post by Amelie on Aug 31, 2020 22:04:53 GMT
How the new problem was faced by the group was something… unorthodox, to say the least. While Luna was quick to show her sympathies towards the bugs’ plight, the Honoka, and by continuation, the remainder of the group was quick to provide a tentative solution. Nonetheless, it wasn’t something precisely easy, even if very worth of consideration. Junior’s face shifted into a pensive expression. It took him some moments to ponder this new idea; after several seconds, he finally spoke.
“It could work.” He said. “But it might not be optimal; neither me nor my family consider our previous residence as much of a home, and, all things considered? The living conditions were a bit far from optimal. Your clients might not find the place suitable enough to conduct their operations, but that’s just me guessing. Nonetheless, if you have anything where I can mark the site’s location, I wouldn’t mind doing it for you.”
In case anyone handed the map to junior, he’d bring out a small marker and trace a circle on a pretty distant spot of the Desert, almost bordering the Spears of Megiddo. While doing so, he addressed Cion’s own concerns. “You’re preaching to the choir. I never supported Mother’s quest for vengeance, even though I can hardly blame her for feeling like she does. I wouldn’t wish to my bitterest enemy the fate that befell her. She might change her mind some day, but I feel like that day won’t be today; the wound is still fresh in her mind. To my knowledge, however, that precious asset is rather scarce to your employers. Nothing much to do in a situation like this one, really. Neither from my perspective, nor yours.”
Acceptance of the lack of control towards his own fate was evident in Junior’s tone. That’s just how things were. “I wish you all good luck, though. I want for this to end as much as you all do.”
The disguised digimon then proceeded to hand the map back. Was this a temporary, or maybe a permanent farewell? It was hard to tell. Maybe the group wanted to further inquire Junior? That was up to them.
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Post by Luna on Sept 24, 2020 5:47:17 GMT
Luna had to admit she didn't think about that, no one seemed to respond to her giving an apology so she just kinda sheepishly scratched the back of her neck a bit while they went into their plan of action. She had to admit it was a good idea but hearing the fact the conditions might not be optimal worried her a bit. "It's worth a shot at least, no harm in looking." Anything to avoid fighting Luna would do, she decided to get her hopes up at least a bit at this aspect but the realist in her kept her from saying anything else.
Luna didn't have the map though, she was definitely not one to be trusted with anything that was map like so she sat back a bit after having made her intent on going clear. Then Junior talked about his mothers quest for vengeance, which stuck a cord with Luna as she was reminded of another's quest for vengeance she dealt with, still she wasn't able to get anything out and gave a simple annoyed huff at the reminder, shaking her head to rid herself of those unnecessary thoughts. "All we can do is try our best, whatever we might think that should be." Maybe nothing would change but at least they tried, no one can say that's wrong.
"Thank you Junior, it was nice meeting you." Luna had no other questions she could think about so she decided just to give a small thanks and wait to see what everyone else had in mind.
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Post by Honoka Nijimura on Oct 1, 2020 0:26:28 GMT
Honoka couldn't help but get a little excited that her idea, while clearly tentative, was at least being considered by the majority. Ideal or not, it seemed like everyone they talked to wanted them to go bother someone else, and frankly, Honoka was getting annoyed by it. So a peaceful solution, even if it wasn't optimal, would be for the best. The machine Digimon weren't their clients, and Cion was right - even if the machine Digimon didn't find it usable for suitable accommodations it didn't mean that Whitewater didn't have the chance to use it.
But none of that meant anything if this other location was a bust. Honoka knew not to get her hopes too high up, especially since Junior seemed to continually dampen his own expectations of the plan. She didn't know the creature, but she was hoping he was just kind of a pessimist or something.
Luna said her farewells and Honoka gave a nod. "Thank you for talking with us, Junior. Even if this idea doesn't work out, I'm glad to know that someone out there doesn't want someone else kicked out of their own home." She didn't turn to leave, however, in the event that Mandrake or Cion would want to ask him any further questions.
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Post by ricochet6-Mandrake on Oct 1, 2020 2:43:29 GMT
As the others said their farewells, Mandrake turned to Junior and said "I only hope our efforts aren't for naught, Junior. Last thing any of us need is an all out battle between both sides."
After his words he waved his farewell to Junior and moved to catch up with the others. After awhile he stoppped and let out a sigh which Lothar heard responding first with a flick of one of his ears before heading to where Mandrake was standing. Seeing that the Wizardmon looked worried Lothar moved to his friend's side before gently layng a hand on Mandrake's shoulder. The action caused Mandrake to jolt in surprise which was rare since with his telepathy, he tended to be more aware of his surroundings that Lothar most of the time. "Sorry that I startled you, Mandrake. Other than being distracted, are you alright?" Lothar asked.
"I think we'll all feel better if this is all sorted out peacefully, old friend. Let's catch up with the others." Mandrake replied as he began walking fast to catch up with everyone else. Lothar knew Mandrake well and had a feeling not all was as well as Mandrake said it was but didn't argue. He soon easily caught up with the others.
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Post by Cion on Oct 7, 2020 17:20:56 GMT
Well... that was a disappointing response. Although their points of view aligned, there was not much of an effort to convince this brood's matriarch that immediate peace was preferable over lasting grudges. She did not judge her, nor her children, for this festering rashness, for she grasped whence it came. The animus was among the fiercest forces there was. But, as Cion has stated, this unwise pursuit of rancor was theirs to make - as were the consequences they might suffer in the future. However, perpetual strive was a monster's nature, hence they were likely already aware of this issue.
Unfortunately, the decision left them empty-handed, and with a tomorrow of uncertainty. What were they supposed to convey to the machines, or their employers. Urgh... she loathed imperfect outcomes and moral ambiguity. Folding her arms firmly and sighing, a disappointed frown manifested itself on the petite muzzle of the silver fennec. This was simply unacceptable, but what was she meant to do? Commit an unlawful genocide? That was hardly becoming to someone advocating cooperation and civilization... as temptingly easy as the option was. Whitewater's government, not to mention all others, would not sanction such a practical approach anyway. It was not her first choice either.
Eventually, her aureate eyes shifted to behold the hologram of Junior. Expressing her concerns visibly, she ultimately nodded and bowed to him. "I truly hope she listened." She voiced calmly before turning around to take her leave alongside her company. Their overall positive mood was easing her own pangs, but her dissatisfaction was nonetheless engraved into every fibre of her existence. In the end, she took in a deep breath and positioned herself in front of them - walking backwards if necessary to face them. "What shall we report? Indecisiveness? Vengeful Conflict? Mutual incitement?"
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