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The Strongest Fighter [Mission]
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Post by Haru Toriya and Tawna on Aug 29, 2018 20:45:56 GMT
Oh dear... This place was much more dangerous than Haru had originally anticipated it feels like... Its a good thing Kan had managed to lose whomever was following him, or things could get ugly. One thing was being made clear to Haru right now, and it was that they couldn't waste time here... less things got bad real quick.
Tawna merely gave the Datamon a nod as she felt a slight relief in the form of her wounds healing up via the injected nanobots, raising an eye-brow at the praise the machine Digimon was giving her. Taking it up a notch? Perfect... This was the best chance she has had so far with them trying to infilrate this place, and if the only way to learn more was to turn up the heat... then so be it. She did not falter being asked to come with the Datamon, and sure enough she was soon reunited by Haru... and Kan actually? Wonder what that wielder was doing while she was re-enacting Fight Club.
Haru admittingly was just relieved to see Tawna mostly fine... even if they were a bit injured right now it seemed. "A-Are you okay, Tawna? You look like you've seen better days..." the girl softly asked, she pulling out a card and swiping it in her D-Arc... a refreshing flow of data rejuvenating Tawna and supplementing the nanobots.
"Yeah yeah... Y'know me though, Haru? Rabbit nicked me good, but I can't be taken down by a prey species." the feline toothily smiled, letting out a slight chuckle towards Kan's own comment. "What can I say... Its in my blood." she slightly gloated, though there was a hint of cautiouness to her now with the way the spirit wielder spoke. She wasn't completely off-guard here... They didn't know who yet to trust, but they were getting more pieces to this puzzle. As the rest of the group followed, the feline glanced down at the Datamon... "... So, what I want to know is how this will work... Mega? Super Mega? There some kinda inner-ring or something?" the Ultimate level questioned, as three of the Mini-Meis materialized by her... keeping a close eye on their surroundings, one even catching a glimpse of something that had not been originally there... a friend, or a foe? Hard to say, but they still had at least Cas's party to keep an eye out for.
Haru had scanned the Regenerate! card, helping Tawna to heal with a regenerative effect.
SD-03
Card Name: Regenerate!
Type: Modify
Rank: Starter
Duration: 3 Posts
The target Digimon heals surface-level wounds and fatigue over the course of three posts.
Effects Active -
Regenerate!: 2 Turns
Cards Scanned -
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Post by Dr. Mikemon on Aug 29, 2018 23:41:08 GMT
"Hah, that's the spirit there!"
Honestly, Tawna's bravado might have been a breath of fresh air to the Chaos Colosseum: a vicious, snarky brute who could draw the eyes of the crowd. Unlike on the surface, the very reality of her violent attacks was celebrated, even driving the opponent to desperation! The Datamon had a wide smile on his face, giving a nod towards Haru. "But do not be concerned. Violent as it can be, we do take good care of our fighters down here." As the group would follow, the Datamon would listen to Tawna's question.
"Mm? Yes, you could call it the 'inner ring'." The Datamon gave a half-shrug. "Fights in there are done at Mega or Super Mega, but the arena itself is far better shielded. You see how many go on out here, if we let that out on the loose there wouldn't be much of an arena left after a week or so. But as they're more expensive to run, the crowd's more exclusive - not that it'll matter on your end, you'll still get to brawl all the same!"
Datamon made it sound exciting as possible - and as the group followed along, provided that Kan didn't break the pace with Zaku's information, the door to the inner ring would open, the Datamon allowing the group to enter in. Just inside, a HiAndromon gave a half-bow, and gestured for the group to follow. This inner ring... well, on the very outside, didn't seem to differ much from the outer ring, in its same dilapidated state. At this point, they weren't being led further inside, but to a room on the right.
One which the machine pushed the room open to, revealing a rather comfortable-looking space. Clean room, small bed, a screen streaming the fights from the outer ring. For this far down in the dumps, this place might have felt like paradise. The machine would offer two cards to Haru: one a key to the room, and the other one with the prize bits loaded from the last fight.
"You'll be called for the next fight. Apologies, but only a single room can be offered here," he nodded to the Silvermon. "After all, she's the only 'fighter'. But feel free to join the crowd when the rest starts."
And with that, he'd be off - a chance for the group to finally reconvene as a whole, bizarre as it might have been.
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Post by Haru Toriya and Tawna on Aug 30, 2018 1:27:55 GMT
Well... Things seemed to be going smoothly at least in regards to how they were getting setup down here. Tawna didn't buy completely the Datamon's words, but they did have some merit to them... If you had Megas or Super Megas going full-throttle, the area would be decimated. "Fair enough I suppose... With how destructive those fights could get, I'd imagine it would be a bit more limited... Higher payout though, no?" the Meicrackmon briefly mused as they were led somewhat by the inner ring... before being led to a new set of doors that led to a fancy-looking room.
As soon as they were left in relative peace, Haru pocketed the cards as she took a seat on the bed... "Well... I didn't think we'd rise up that quick! Not gonna lie that for a Chaos Arena, this place is pretty nice actually." the girl mused casually, though was hesitant about speaking up... They WERE on a rather secretive mission here, and if what Kan said earlier was true; this place held some dark mysteries in its walls. She wouldn't have been surprised if the room itself was bugged or something... like some kind of spy movie or something. "Wonder if we can get a break though... Maybe we can go see the doc? Don't think she likes these kinds of places." the girl briefly spoke, trying her best to least convey that they should try to get a hold of them.
The girl briefly tried pulling out her D-Terminal, booting it up to try and send a message to the doctor... No signal. "Ah crap... Even in the Digital World, getting a good signal is hell." the girl groaned in frustration, tossing it back into her bag. "Wonder who they'll make us fight though... I kinda admit, I'd be a bit scared if its a Super Mega... Since I'd kinda have to be there in the fight too." she briefly mused... glancing to see what the bits earned were from that last fight. How much DID this hack career pay anyway? Not that it mattered of course as she wasn't intending to make this a frequent thing... but it'd have to be a fair amount for the amount of brutal fighting involved, right?
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Post by Cross on Aug 30, 2018 10:56:04 GMT
There were very few things Cassandra trusted. She trusted her partners, she trusted Mikemon, and she trusted that in the end anything and everything could be turned into a trap. Thus while Zaku stuck close to the group slipping into the room behind them and huddling behind the couch blending in till the HiAndromon had departed Casandra and Deceimon took an....alternative route.
"I need to see what is beneath the inner arena." Cassandra ordered softly as Deceimon nodded his agreement silently beneath the cloak. Their bodies phasing the pair sank invisible through the floor. With luck curiosity would not kill the cat and they could rejoin the crowd of the inner arena blending into the masses.
If not well....satisfaction brought it back.
Zaku was perhaps a bit less paranoid then his mistress. Happy and helpful in the end he wanted to please. To prove himself useful and as he watched Haru struggle to send a failed message to his Contractor he leaped lightly onto the couch arm beside her unseen.
"Shhhh." He whispered just loud enough for Haru to hear as a plug extended invisible from his wrist and plugged into the other Tamer's D-terminal as message after message began to roll across Haru's screen. This was a trap, those who won three matches disappeared, no one saw anyone who entered the inner arena ever again, a list of the Doc's suspicions that this was a digital organ ring, all scrolled across the D-terminal's screen. The final message reading thus...
'Doc has gone to see what is beneath the inner arena. You are not alone. We are here. We are watching. We are a team.' The Monitamon typed across the screen before retreating once more to huddle behind the couch and observe.
Cas & Deceimon
JT-28
Card Name: Chameleon Cape
Type: Modify
Rank: Gold
Duration: 3 Posts
Effect: The target Digimon gains a cloak that allows them to blend into their surroundings, becoming virtually invisible for three turns. (2 posts left)
-Phase Out: The Digimon turns immaterial making them impervious to damage, but unable to attack. Allowing them to move through solid objects at will, but if they wish to engage an enemy they must opt to cancel the ability. Lasts two turns if not turned off at max. Cooldown three turns
Zaku
-In Plain Sight: The Monitamon blends into the background becoming invisible for five turns so long as it does not engage in combat. Cooldown three turns. (3 turns left)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2018 20:08:21 GMT
The reaction that the datamon had to tawna and her 'bravado' wasn't terrible surprising. If anything it maybe could be considered something that they didn't see very often; if they did then they had a great way of hiding that fact. The promise of taking care of their fighters was somewhat lost on Kan; he somehow doubted that but he didn't bother even mentioning the questions he had for this particular datamon.
Then came the 'inner ring' address. The fights there were done in Mega or super mega, two forms that at the moment were beyond him. Which could feasibly lead into some pretty hefty problems if he had to fight against individuals that had those forms available to them. Especially if they ended up being guards.
He had to think about it a little bit; but he made sure to keep up with everyone. He didn't want to get left behind or get split from the group considering that if he was it would be incredibly difficult to explain just who he was without making himself sound suspicious.
The room that they were lead to didn't phase him very much; creatures of comfort no doubt. Flesh or data; everyone liked to relax after a good bout and the people here would be no different. His eyes flicked around and he'd give a curt nod to the Datamon. It made sense to him to say the least.
However the moment that the datamon left he'd sigh just a little bit. He had a hard bet that this place was probably under some form of surveillance; and if it wasn't he'd be a mighty touch surprised. He'd take a seat and frown scratching at his chin.
"It does well on the blood of the people it gets ahold of that's for sure. I'd suggest still being cautious even when resting. Who knows who or what may be watching or listening. Might be better to hold our tongues on that part I'm not sure..."
The human jerked his head a little bit however when Haru spoke about having to fight down there too. He had almost forgotten that tamers could merge with their digimon in order to reach the lofty heights of supermega. With a frown he'd thumb over his device a few times and grumble.
"If they have you up to that course it's going to be exhausting. I wonder if resting is an option or is it just fight fight fight till they get tired of you?"
He wasn't really aware of Zaku; but it didn't stop him from considering the problems they had in hand. They were still split in an odd sort of way right? There was also a ton of things that they still had to address and deal with. And if they ended up having to fight at the end, just how many opponents would they be facing?
"Though. I have to wonder how well this place would do if it had a little more regulation..."
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Post by Dr. Mikemon on Sept 7, 2018 22:47:22 GMT
"Of course - more risk, more spectacle, more reward! The crowds might not be as loud, but our audience does love a good scrap." With Tawna's last question, there wouldn't be much of note between there and the room - well, so long as they were following the beaten path, anyway. At the very least, Tawna and Haru would have a bit of a chance to rest from their last bout, and Kan might be relieved that his pursuers couldn't so easily enter this room...
... But what then? As it was, maybe Kan, Tawna, and Haru had already crossed some line of no return. The MeiCrackmon might not have thought of it now, but what would have been easier than simply wearing down the mega, fight over fight, before ultimately springing their trap?
Fortunately, they had allies in the arena itself - as Cassandra and Deceimon slipped through the floor, they would find themselves passing through a lot of 'noise', a thick metal floor making up the base of the Colosseum, containing quite the amount of electric static. Past this, even Zaku's line of communication wouldn't efficiently make it down to the base of the arena.
With Deceimon's ability, it wouldn't be likely that they would get more than a look, but where they ended up, a 'look' was likely enough. If Cassandra and her partner gravitated towards the center of the area, they would find themselves just outside a room. Various machine type ultimate and mega levels lined the entrances - and exits - to this space, with one Digimon sitting right in the center.
"Hmph." Left on his lonesome, this Apocalymon obviously wasn't much for words, though the design of the room might explain a lot - though the floor was largely flat, one could easily detect a light 'bowl' curvature underneath - one that even continued to the floor on the outside. In the very center was a 'throne' - an elaborate metal chair, with cables running both into it and directly into the creature's frame. The excess data - from both the fights of the Chaos Colosseum and the proper fighting arena above - were being scanned through that system and loaded, perhaps without even any additional input from the Digimon.
That wasn't all, of course. Cassandra and Deceimon were looking from the left - but directly in front of this arena master, the door would open, that weakened Crescemon forced into the room, that vicious wound still marring her stomach. The door closed behind, the ultimate level gritting her teeth, giving one labored step forward...
... Before one of the Apocalymon's metallic claws appeared from the aether. One flex of the hand was all it took to completely trap the weakened Crescemon, and with a simple tensing of his fist, one muffled scream would escape.
The claw opened, no Digimon - or even a trace of her data - left for the world to see. "Another desperate one... are they catching on?"
As Kan might have feared, their little break wasn't going to be for long. As Cassandra was graced with that image - before she would be able to get a proper message to Zaku - another knock at the door would echo through the room. There, the HiAndromon stood, giving a nod in Tawna's direction.
"Your next fight is in thirty, and it will be your last one of the day. Apologies for the tight schedule, but newcomers make for a bit of a varied show. I trust the healing will catch up by then?" Honestly, it didn't matter if it would or not - both the verbiage and the tone suggested she wasn't given much of a choice here.
Well. Unless she wanted to accept the consequences of a loss!
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Post by Haru Toriya and Tawna on Sept 10, 2018 23:04:25 GMT
More risk... More rewards. Tawna understood the risk part, but she still couldn't shake off the whole feeling that there was more to this jig. She didn't care if it paid more than what the goons on the surface would be paying, she had a job to do here... and it unfortunately involved busting up a few heads. She gave their host a single nod as they were left in silence, the Ultimate level giving a slight sound of annoyance regarding Kan's observation. "I'm used to it. My old life before this one did not have an ounce of privacy... Honestly, it has a lot in common here I feel." the Meicrackmon mused... bad memories coming back briefly.
At least here she had power... and friends.
Haru gave a solemn nod, though she was prompted by Zaku's message to not put away her D-Terminal immediately. Well shit... they were in it deep now, weren't they? No one whose been to the inner arena has ever left? That did not give her high hopes about this operation... especially towards their chances at surviving this, or worse. This did however confirm to her that this place was definitely rotten to the core then... and that probably the only way out at this point was take the place down.
Tawna grasped slightly some of the emotions her tamer was feeling empathetically. While she herself did not read the message the doctor sent, she understood that whatever was sent prompted Haru to become deathly serious about this. No time however for them to even converse further though before that HiAndromon from earlier decided to get pushy about the fight schedule.
"Well... that wasn't long. Not even a cat nap." the Ultimate level mused with a frown as her ear flittered to the side. "Well, whatever... What level? I came into this wanting to fight strong opponents... and I want a damn Super Mega." the feline rather harshly spoke. She was the competitive sort, but there WAS a reason beyond just power that she wanted to use Super Mega here... a Biomerge consolidated both her and Haru into one being, and that would be infinitely easier to keep track of... just in case.
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Post by Cross on Sept 11, 2018 23:40:47 GMT
Peering through the small observation window Cassandra felt her blood run cold. Deceimon's grip on her tightening in shock to a nearly painful amount as the champion dna-evolution pulled his human as flush to his chest as he could manage hunching protectively on instinct as a low barely audible growl tore through his chest before he remembered that what lay on the other side of the reflective glass could hardly see them.
"We need to get back to the others. We need to warn them of what we've found." Deceimon whispered in panic as the Doctor fought to slow her speeding pulse her eyes riveted to the throned figure in the middle of the room. Something though...something was not quite right. Something didn't match up and suspicion niggled at the Doctor's nerves like nails on a chalkboard.
"No. Not yet. We need to confirm a few things." She murmured her eyes darting to the door the Crescemon had been shoved through noting with mounting paranoia...that the door, that none of the doors, appeared to open from the inside that she could see. For now though all she knew was that there was an Apocolymon, a veritable digital bomb, beneath the most heavily populated city in the digital world and one did not keep a Digimon of that power and size without intention to use it. For whether the Virus type was Patron or Prisoner of the arena remained to be seen. One thing was certain though...an operation like this was too big, too well funded, and equipped to have been fielded by gambling money and the arena alone.
"Help me find an office or computer station. We need more information." Cassandre whispered, "Then we'll return to the others." She added as Deceimon sighed, but began ghosting quietly through the walls. The pair keeping their eyes and ears out for anything of interest. Gossiping guards, rooms with paperwork, computers, or other information, anything to help their cause before they would turn and head back before their time ran out depending on what if anything they found.
Above the Zaku went rigid his little body stiffening in shock as his connection to Cassandra was suddenly muffled with static his little eyes darting around unseen as he tried to fight down the panic making it a point to keep quiet till the HiAdrimon left. "Haru! Kan! Something cut off my contact with Oyabun!" The little Digimon whispered in panic.
"We need to stall for time if we can! If you burn yourself out in arena matches will you be up to fighting whoever is calling the shots in this place?" Zaku questioned worriedly suddenly feeling vulnerable without the familiar information connection to his contractor.
Cas and Deceimon are going to look for further information then turn back to the group before Phase-Out runs out barring what they find.
Zaku
-In Plain Sight: The Monitamon blends into the background becoming invisible for five turns so long as it does not engage in combat. Cooldown three turns. [Two turns remaining]
Cas & Deceimon
JT-28
Card Name: Chameleon Cape
Type: Modify
Rank: Gold
Duration: 3 Posts
Effect: The target Digimon gains a cloak that allows them to blend into their surroundings, becoming virtually invisible for three turns. (1 turn left)
-Phase Out: The Digimon turns immaterial making them impervious to damage, but unable to attack. Allowing them to move through solid objects at will, but if they wish to engage an enemy they must opt to cancel the ability. Lasts two turns if not turned off at max. Cooldown three turns (final turn)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2018 21:41:14 GMT
More risk, more reward.
That made sense didn't it? If he had allowed them to mark him he would of likely been on the bad end of this unable to make much headway. Or they would of figured out a way to make him suffer. The man furrowed his brow and rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
"....Fair enough I suppose."
There was a lot here that didn't add up or didn't make sense; a lot of things that still needed to be addressed and things that they didn't really know how to address properly.
His head jerked when the knock came on the door and the information that the hiAndromon gave them was something he really should of expected. Something that he should of prepared for; it was less of a surprise but it was still beyond frustrating that they couldn't take a little bit more time. He doubted that Haru or tawna wanted to take a loss from all of this.
The claim that Tawna made only manged to bring a wide eyed look from Kan. He wasn't actually expecting that; he wasn't aware of exactly how strong they were or what they would be capable of in some regard but... Super mega? It was something that many couldn't reach on their own; something that could shift a lot of attention very quickly just from simply being.
...A cut and dry distraction. Maybe something that'll give us more of a look at who does what here
There was a quick frown and he'd scratch his head turning to look at Zaku when they spoke. He hadn't noticed them before because of the hushed way it had interacted with Haru and Tawna. He considered quietly and stared up at the Cat before giving a firm shrug.
"I'll go all in if you do. Can't do much but play tag or practice my swordsmanship."
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Post by Dr. Mikemon on Sept 16, 2018 1:51:51 GMT
Tawna wanted to set the terms of the fight? At the very least, her thirst for battle had given the HiAndromon an idea of what she was capable of, a flashing light passing before his visor as he considered her request.
"A fight with a Super Mega can be arranged. You have thirty minutes to prepare, Digivolve, and stabilize your forms. Prepare however you wish - you can't bring anything from outside the field when the fight starts, proper." The mega-level machine gave that warning, before giving a simple nod towards both her, and the Silvermon in the room. Despite Zaku's complaints, it didn't seem like there would be time to simply 'stall it out': as soon as the HiAndromon left the room, the door closing behind him, the panel by the door flicked on.
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Unfortunately, it didn't seem like this was going to be much of a choice - though if either Tawna or Kan inspected the door? They'd find it unlocked - and after a minute, there wasn't a machine in sight down either corridor. Should the upper group choose, they had the ability to make a move - but what would the consequences be if they weren't in the room during this period?
Heck, what were the rules of this place to begin with, and who was bound by them?
At least for the few moments that followed, Cassandra and Deceimon were able to remain out of sight - though staying down here had its own risks. The longer it took them to get back to the surface, the longer the upper group would be left in the dark - and without the cloak or Deceimon's 'Phase-Out', they may very well find themselves as sitting ducks underneath the arena.
Fortunately, they would be able to skirt through the halls, and try and piece together information. The guards were all machine-type, and stoic in their stance, so looking for conversing guards soon proved fruitless. Paper records, similarly, did not fit the motif down here - but computers?
Cassandra would find offices, and even a few consoles that were still logged in, with their apparent user nowhere to be seen. However, she would be diving blind.
She had the choice to slip back to the surface and alert the rest of the group...
... Or she had the choice to risk her chances and access a console, diving for information. The choice was on her hands.
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Post by Haru Toriya and Tawna on Sept 26, 2018 19:17:02 GMT
If there was a good thing about Tawna's assertive nature, it made for a good cover for their intentions... for now at least it seemed. They were still going to be forced to fight still, but they at least had the ball more on their court now regarding what they could do. The Meicrackmon gave a silent nod as the Mega level walked off, the door closing shut... before giving a disgruntled sneer. "... Yeah. Fat chance. My patience with this place is already tiring." the Ultimate growled, knowledge of the recent revelations involving this cursed place staining any hopes of her playing by those rules.
Haru on the other hand scratched the back of her head, eyeing Lucey whom while remained silent (then again, they didn't ever talk... did they) also seemed to have a gleam in their ruby-red eyes that seemed almost excited for what was to happen next. Not that she liked what was going to happen next, but they were running out of options here. There really wasn't any point of trying to hold back now that they had a clearer idea of the intentions of this place. She gave Kan a seemingly meek look... but one could tell though that behind that almost frightened face of hers there was a fire that burned as much as her partner. "... I think its time to get back with miss Cass... L-Lets watch eachother's backs, okay?" she calmly spoke before giving her partner a gentle nod, the Meicrackmon degenerating into their Champion level as Haru pulled her D-Arc out.
Almost immediately, the tamer and partner's forms shone brightly as they shimmered into data that coagulated with one another... More controlled and fine-tuned than the last time the process was called upon. The resulting creature formed from the bond stood about twice as tall as the human that formed them, a beautifully-garbed angelic nekomimi dressed in gold; their emerald eyes visible from the mask they wore as they radiated a soft, holy light.
"... Hmm. To wait or to leave... I wonder which we should choose? Damn if fate isn't a shrewd one." Rasielmon briefly quipped, her clairvoyance already catching that door out of the room being open. The question was though, was it left intentionally open or not? The myriad of possibilities that existed was daunting even for the Biomerge, but they had to proceed with caution... because the only way forward if caught was to fight their way out. Regardless, standing still would do them all nothing. "I do propose we leave though. Cassandra may require our assistance..."
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Post by Cross on Oct 7, 2018 20:34:37 GMT
The choices laid before her were clear. The risks calculated. That didn't however, make the choice any easier as Cassandra slid one last card through her D-arc and turned to Deceimon. "Go. Go back and warn the others. They need to know what's going on. They need to know this is bigger then we first thought. That there might be other victims." Cas ordered as Deceimon grit his teeth in a snarl as light coalesced around him. "Doll~" He growled out, but his power was fading, he wouldn't be able to get back soon. "Go. I'll call on Jegan if things get bad. You have to warn the others." The Doctor spoke no room for argument in her tone as with one last snarl Deceimon crouched and sprung upwards. Worry gnawing at the Digimon's gut as he fought every instinct to leave Cassandra forcing him to struggle to maintain his form with the storm of emotions raging inside him. Pulling himself back up into the room with a heaving breath, the Digimon nearly keeled over from the effort as he ripped his leg free, the world growing solid around him once more. "There's a bomb~" Deceimon gasped out doubled over on all fours as he tried to get his second wind back to return to his Tamer. "There's an Apocalymon beneath the arena, beneath TERMINUS. Cas thinks he might be another victim, but certainly not the boss. She's trying to find more information...I...I need to get back to her." The dna-evolution explained in short panting breaths as she stood up swaying slightly as he glared down at the floor fury and desperation rolling off him like a cloud. Beneath their feet Cas connected her D-terminal to the computer and keeping a wary ear out set out to steal as much information as quickly as possible. Ready to duck under the desk and out of sight the second she needed to.
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SD-02
Card Name: Reload!
Type: Modify
Rank: Starter
Duration: 1 Post
The target Digimon immediately refreshes one post of cooldown from one of its moves.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 11, 2018 11:58:09 GMT
I can't help but wonder why they would want a fight with a super mega but if that's what they want that's what they want. I shouldn't argue.
The human turned a little bit after the mega level digimon explained out that it could be arranged and that they would have thirty minutes to prepare, digivolve and stabilize their form. Even explaining about how they couldn't bring anything from outside the field when the fight started. His eyes locked onto the timer on the door and thoughtfully would the human set his watch to the same countdown, figuring that it would be important for later.
"We've got a little bit of time before they come looking for us if that's what you think we should do."
The man straightened his collar and found himself frowning a touch as Haru did something he honestly wasn't expecting. He felt his jaw slack a little bit and he'd blink owlishly. He wasn't expecting... whatever this was out of the two of them. To be fair though he had never seen a meicrackmon before tawna and didn't know their lines as of proper or what they were really capable of in the long run. It was gentle in a wierd sort of way but he had to admit that... Well. He liked it? But not in any sort of strange sense; just it was aesthetically pleasing.
"What form is that? I've never seen it before."
The man inquired pushing open the door to look outside, his eyes flicking around carefully. There didn't seem to be anyone immediately that he could see and the human glanced backwards looking startled at the appearance of the Deceimon. But when they informed them of the the bomb, what it entailed and what Cas had learned... Well the human frowned and briskly pulled out his device.
"So we're on a time crunch, there's a bomb, we don't know who the boss is and we also don't know how strong they are or how many guards there are. All in all the pieces seemed stacked against us but.."
The human promptly shut the door and brought himself to the form that he had run around in the lower most reaches with. The ultimate cracking his neck and staring up at the Rasielmon.
"I don't feel like we're going to lose this. So from here we're probably going to get into a nasty string of fights, they'll probably recognize me and go for me which should give you good openings. In the case that they don't do that or split their attention lets try not to get seperated yeah?"
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Post by Dr. Mikemon on Oct 11, 2018 22:58:46 GMT
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Kan was right - the group had time, and a cursory glance outside the door would reveal that no-one was actively checking this hall, or the room in itself. Even Deceimon's appearance through the floor hadn't managed to attract any additional attention (though, then again, one generally did not secure the walls against impermeable beings!).
Kan had his theories. Deceimon explained what was going on in the basement. And the Rasielmon's patience was quickly fading away - but so long as they stayed within the room, they wouldn't be sought out. That was a definite choice, a definite possibility, but what would be the right one? At the moment, there was only one tool they had that would provide any solid hints: Rasielmon's own ability to peer into the possible futures for this place. Of course, as always, these would be vague, but several images would cross by her mind:
One where Cassandra, moving to leave the computer room, was caught out alone by an Andromon.
Several where the Rasielmon would feel a deep puncture wound from many a chasing machine, the effect of a powerful tranquilizer flowing through her system.
One where Kan moved to block the exit and buy time for the other members of the group.
One where Apocalymon's claw approached another defensive ultimate - and another where Cloak was the target...
... And one where this Apocalymon tore apart the arena from the inside-out.
There were others, but these were the most clear - perhaps the most probable. But it was up to the group to make a decision.
As for Cassandra herself, the doctor would, by luck or misfortune, find that the console had still been logged on. That might have meant that its user had simply stepped out of the office for a moment, which meant that she would have even less time than she hoped...
... But then again, like this, she could access the console. Her D-Terminal would allow her to translate the Digital Script into a more readable form, though, unfortunately, she was more-or-less blindly fishing for data. The list of fighters held in the central arena might have been interesting, but also not likely what she was looking for.
But eventually, she'd find it: a full file, regarding the 'demonic, locked secret'.
The D-Terminal advised that it would take about eight minutes to download and process.
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Post by Haru Toriya and Tawna on Oct 18, 2018 3:03:48 GMT
These halls definitely at a glance did not seem to be as actively guarded... Was there a reason for that? Were they just that confident in their jobs that no one would think of trying? It was something the angel mused... Their options were truly limited here. Rasielmon's attention was only drawn away from her deep thoughts when Kan spoke to her...
"I am Rasielmon. My special ability is knowledge. Its still us of course, but we're just consolidating our power. Biomerge. You've heard of those?" the ophanim quickly spoke, still half-focused on what her Divine Omniprescience was picking up. "Three, two, one..."
The sudden appearance of an unknown Digimon would have likely been startling for anyone else, but not for a creature like her. Immediately identifiably an ally with their mention of Cassandra, and her visions seemed to hint it was another form of Cloak... or Dagger? Both? Regardless, they were now it seemed on a time crunch, and that confirmed that the prescense of a certain geometrical nightmare in this place was not some mere fever dream.
Man, couldn't there be more good futures that are right?
"Get back to her quick. She may be in danger... and be careful of that Apocalymon. Its no friend of ours." Rasielmon quickly warned Deceimon before they ducked back... Cassandra was a hardy woman, but even they had their limits.
As Kan spirit evolved to his Beast-Hybrid, the ophanim gave him a gentle nod, agreeing with their methodology. "We need to regroup with Cassandra... Hopefully when we do, the remaining pieces of this puzzle will be ours and we can stop this mess. the angel spoke before pushing the door open and beckoning Kan forward. She was going to need to be vigilante in case of ambushes or guards... not to mention just figuring out how to get to Cassandra to begin with.
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