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This office was more like a labyrinth in truth. A labyrinth of information that they could not afford to get lost in no matter what. There were computers, too...And an attendant.
A Lucemon with obnoxiously poor eyesight. He assumed the girls were Digimon. This could be advantageous for them--Maybe leverage to get what they needed...Or he could have an aura reader on him. Or be smarter than either were expecting. Really, a sea of possibilities lay before the duo.
Naoko figured it'd be best to make this quick. "...We kind of need to go through the court records. Specifically the ones for one Abigail Williams. There might be a discrepancy there--need to make sure it's in order."
An extremely short-sighted Digimon for a librarian? This seemed like a risk to Yukiko, but she was ready to count her blessings in this endeavour. Catching on to Naoko's intention, she did her best to emulate D'Arcmon's tone of voice. "Y-y-yes, we need to know if everything is in order with that one." Thank goodness that D'Arcmon was a nervous wreck too.
Lucemon narrowed his eyes behind his spectacles, which looked almost comical. "A discrepancy in that case?" He groaned, and looked through the folders on his desk. "Good luck with that. That case is *made* of discrepancies, like all cases Lisa starts to get rid of people who are in her way." That...was unexpectedly direct.
Several things just got revealed at once that were so baffling that they made Naoko just turn to Yukiko and mouth 'what the fuck' because of how...sudden they were. One, the Lucemon was startingly cooperative. Two, this was definitely one big conspiracy by that asshole of a Rasielmon. And three?
They had more help than Naoko had anticipated. It was unexpected, truly. "...Well...Can we have a copy of the file, then? It'd be nice to have on hand in the future..." Okay, that could be pushing it a little, but it was still certainly worth a shot.
That, and they could have what they need and get out of here, too.
Lucemon rolled his eyes behind his spectacles, and began typing on his computer. "A copy too? Sheesh, that means filling out a copy warrant. I'm going to need your full names so I can write down when and what I copied for you. I follow the traditional data security laws, so you can bet no unwarranted third parties will come upon them. Here, have the file while I pre-fill most of the warrant." He pushed a paper folder into the direction of the two while he was typing away at his computer. There was a stamp on it saying "Not for public use", which had been crossed out with a black marker.
"Well...We don't -need- the copy but just looking through it would be nice. Like I said, it's just...probably good to have on hand." Naoko stated, before she stepped over, swiftly, and took the folder. She beckoned Yukiko over and started to flip it open, as well as look through it.
In truth, she was hoping this could be done with fast. From what she had heard of Luminas, putting her name in something so easily accessed as public records could be a risky endeavor--especially with how this was, more or less, a nation full of asshole angels that really just want purity.
No matter how gilded it seemed to be. What did Naoko find in the folder?
Lucemon pulled down his spectacles, revealing his tiny beady eyes. "Do you want a copy now or not? Do I have to delete all this typing then?"
The folder contained perfectly preserved court documents, each page fit into its own, acid-less foil. It contained minutes, proceedings, persecution, and a drawing of the court. The accusations that were laid at Abigail Williams' feet was Conspiracy Against The State. She was accused of planning to topple the Luminas government to allow Virus types to rule the heavens. Evidence was found in her home incriminating her of this, including a document printed on paper manufactured in the Dark Area, and pieces of a Devimon's digicore, likely to force-digivolve Rookies into slave soldiers. The minutes of the case featured handwriting mirroring the kind found on the outside of the folder, implying that Lucemon wrote them down. In red someone had written various comments, telling him to change things and delete things. In one spot he was to write that Abigail was "frothing with rage and madness when the glorious Lisa managed to point out the discrepancies in her arguments", rather than Abigail just slouching on her chair and saying "We both know this is bullshit, but I know you ain't listening to me." as it had happened in reality. All statements of Bean were to be deleted, as he took Abigail's side and said she had no plans of conspiracy. All in all, it was clear from the red comments and the content of the minutes that Abigail was innocent. Yukiko looked up. "Uh, Mister Lucemon, who wrote the red comments?" "Lisa, who else? She tells me to alter the court documents to fit her narrative." He took his spectacles and cleaned them. "Like hell I'm going to alter my beloved documents. The very idea of altering events and history fills me with revulsion." He dry-heaved to make a point.
"Yes, we'll take the copy. Uh...Don't wanna make you waste all that work."
Now, Naoko didn't really have much knowledge, if any, of the laws of the Digital World outside of everything that Titania had told her--everything she had learned and seen first-hand. Of course, it didn't take a genius or a detective or ANYONE with a brain to figure out something had been hilariously out of whack with this case. Yeah, they definitely were going to require a copy.
"...So this whole thing really is a farce. Huh." Naoko mumbled. Seriously, the thought that someone was going to be threatened over this filled her with...a burning and seething rage. She genuinely looked pissed off to hell and back. "Let me know when you're done, I'll sign it and we'll leave you alone, okay?"
Lucemon nodded, and continued typing. He aknowledged the rising anger in Naoko with a simple nod. "Usually, Lisa is much more subtle about it, but she did not feel the need to give her sister that courtesy. That's why she told me to edit everything. Like hell I would." "Aren't you scared she will punish you?" Yukiko was upset, too, but she did not have the seething anger of Naoko, not having the personal sting to this affair. Lucemon took off his spectacles and gazed into the distance. "I am one of the seed of Lucemon, the traitor, the Demon Lord of Pride. My kin are bound by his tainted blood, every base of my digital genes is etched with his evil. Every night I see his deeds in my dreams, get to feel his monstrous deeds on my own body. Every day I do not occupy my mind I feel his voice whisper into my brain, telling me to give in at last, to carry my heritage with pride. Every day I live in defiance to him is torture worse than anything Lisa could do to me." There was an awkward silence, then he put on his glasses again and spoke as if nothing had happened. "Also if she kills me she loses access to the archive, as it is bound to my Digicore. Would you care to sign this?" He then held out a notepad with paper on it.
"Subtlety and anyone that follows the Meicoomon line generally do not mesh well together, if at all. In fact, they're really unsubtle. Though exceptions exist." She uttered. The sting this affair bore ended up having the side effect of making her words be a bit...caustic.
"...I'm going to be perfectly honest with you, that sounds a lot like someone I know except not really, and I'm also not sure how I should feel about that." Basically, because he's a Lucemon, he had zero fear towards Lisa. Also the archives were bound to him. Huh. Naoko just...wordlessly moved to sign her name on that notepad.
Lucemon nodded, put the warrant into a drawer on his deck, then materialized data in his palm, creating a copy of the case folder. "Here you go. Careful out there. I'd loathe for someone to die just because I'm indifferent to our kind and loving ruler." He spat out the words "kind" and "loving", but his concern seemed genuine enough under his sardonic voice.
They had the folder, now all they had to do was to get out of here. Getting past D'Arcmon was easy enough...but chances are by now someone had noticed PawnChessmon and would be trying to get him out. "H-h-h-how are we going to get back to Bean?"
Naoko took the copy, and nodded. "You needn't worry. I don't plan on dying anytime soon." Yet, this venture -was- pretty suicidal, isn't it? Wanting to do everything in her power to spit on a false ruler and probably stick a knife or something similar in her...
The matter of getting out of this place was a little difficult to contemplate at first. Naoko glanced towards Yukiko. "Simple, we try sneaking our way past whatever's there after we let them know we've got the folder. The latter's simple considering Bean gave us that ring, and the Ocean of Love might be worth using on any unruly individuals we come across. Deal?"
Yukiko gulped, and nodded. "O-o-o-ok, I'll let Bean know we're coming back..." She looked at the ring, squinting. She rubbed the gem on it, and a small hologram of Bean appeared. "H-h-h-hewwo?" "Ah, Mr. Bean! W-w-we got the folder! We just need to find a way out!" "Oh! That's wondewfuw news! I am fowevew in youw debt! Pwase, be cawefuw! We wiww be waiting fow you out hewe!" The hologram vanished, and Yuki took a deep breath. "Ok, let's go."
Naoko's concerns were more than valid. A small squad of White PawnChessmon was trying to free their brethren from the room it had been locked in. Just sneaking past seemed impossible.
Naoko was fairly certain she would NEVER stop being startled at Bean's obnoxiously saccharine voice. She was unaware that it was a facade, too, the only ones knowing it being Mizu and Titania. Regardless, the message had been delivered. Step one? Done!
Step two was going to be far more difficult to get through with given there was now more than one PawnChessmon near that door... "...Okay, okay. Do you think they'd be distracted by another rock?" Naoko whispered to Yukiko, while keeping an eye on those knights.
She was really unsure how to go about this. It was a hallway with more than one person this time, and...Maybe they'd need to use the Ocean after all.
Yukiko looked carefully. Then she whispered to Naoko. "Maybe a rock works, let me try it..." She rummaged through her pockets and found another rock. She threw it at the other end of the hallway. As expected, the PawnChessmon noticed...but they just sent one to look, while the rest remained. This tactic truly only worked with single persons. "Ah, it appears we must use the Ocean after all. You throw it, you have better fine motor skills and aim than me." She gave the heart to Naoko. It was warm and soft, like a warm gem, and soundlessly pulsated.
Naoko watched as the rock technique was attempted yet again, and unlike the last time, did not work effectively in the slightest. The girl seemed as though she were disappointed in the rock. "...Yeah. I thought as much." She stated as she reached out to take the heart--the Ocean from Yukiko.
Holding this was really strange to her. But...throwing it? At those PawnChessmon? That was going to feel even weirder. It was like a rock. A pulsating, warm rock that felt like an actual heart.
Naoko took a step forward, reared her arm back, before she hurled the Ocean of Love at the PawnChessmon.