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Post by Leith, Veemon, and Shoutmon on Mar 8, 2019 0:20:05 GMT
By still being in occasional contact with Skye, Leith got a hot tip: one of his favorite bands of all time was coming to play in Tokyo! Well, Leith just couldn't pass up that opportunity, could he? No. Lucky he had such a good sister. What he didn't know was she told him that just to bring him back for a day, but he only came for the show. Why?
He made the mistake of inviting his band mates. Not Veemon and Shoutmon; they were fine, invisible in the V-Pet. Lila the Musimon, however, and Annette the Lekismon couldn't pull that off. No matter. They'd have the good sense to get holosuits, right? That was what Leith thought, and he thought absolutely wrong. He mistakenly trusted his comrades to have suits only to find out they don't after landing in Shibuya. They got a good scolding for that... but was he supposed to turn them away? He was the one who hyped up this band, who invited them... and who rode Raidramon through city streets with no repercussions.
So, reluctantly, Leith allowed them to continue on. Hey, there were lots of funny-looking people at metal shows, right? Hopefully Veemon, Shoutmon, Lila and Annette would just be seen as part of that rule. At the time, it seemed like they indeed were: no one bothered them as they partied and moshed and rocked out and had one hell of a time. Of course, Leith was still a prudent young man, so soon as the show was over he started to escort his band out the back way, at which point he'd try and use alleys and backstreets to get back to the train home.
All that happened while Leith and company were blissfully ignorant about DATS' existence.
John and Runa where walking down the alleyway, as usual she was in his backpack in her Viximon form. Although the two of them where more uneasy then usual.
"Things have been getting crazy lately huh, you think it's because your being more active?" Runa asked, who was snacking on a brownie cake.
John shrugged, "Nah that whole spire thing was unrelated crazy, my brand of crazy is my own fault for being a moron." Boy he did not enjoy the talking to that his uncle gave him for recklessly jumping into that river portal that took him and Runa to the dark area, something he got enough of from Mae. So he listened to his uncle Danial when he told them to take the alleyway for now, at least until things calm down.
"I still don't know why you haven't gotten me a holo suit yet, I'm starting to get tiered of being in this backpack." She said, finishing her snack. "I told you, we're gonna get one on the next visit, but I'm not really feeling it after our last visit, that trip to the dark area was not at all pleasant."
”This is what you listen to? That’s what you call music?” The KoKabuterimon’s voice was laced with disdain as they exited the establishment under the cover of night. A relatively small show, for a relatively lesser known band, at a venu Keiji had been to before was a perfect way to introduce Toji and Haru to some good old fashioned metal music. Keiji liked a large variety of music, but metal’s loud, in your face aesthetic was most his style. Like most things, Toji found it abhorrent and abrasive. ”I come from a species that can make supersonic screeches with their wings, and your noise was discordant even for me! How do you stand it?”
”I thought it was lovely! The energy! The wild dancing! It was an experience. I’ve searched for metal music before, but seeing it live was most exhilarating!” Haru’s voice cut through the judgement, sheer wonder filling out the night. The trio made an odd pair, Keiji’s towering height, and the two digimon badly disguised with winter coats and hats. As Mochimon they had been easy enough to stuff in a backpack, but as rookies, Tentomon and KoKabuterimon stood out way more. Keiji hadn’t yet come up with a suitable way to disguise them or compress them while in the human world, so instead he just...improvised. Child size coats fit just fine.
Keiji smiled at the Tentomon’s enthusiasm, ”See? Haru understands. Metal is about freedom. About chaos in action. About feelings manifest in loud, in your face, I don’t care if you like it sounds. If skateboarding is the body’s way of expressing freedom, metal is the freedom of your soul. Maybe you need to free your soul a little more, Toji,” Keiji teased, nudging the KoKabuterimon with his knee, making him wobble a bit. The human clothes were rather constraining. But it had seemed two tamers had the same idea, because Keiji hadn’t taken more than a dozen steps from the back door of the music hall when KoKabuterimon hastily shoved him against a brick wall. ”What gives Toji? I just nudged you!”
”Shhhhh, Keiji,” the digimon said, looking almost pointedly at the other group of individuals walking down the alleyway, ”Digimon. Dead ahead.”
”I knew I’d felt digimon in the crowd! I thought it had just been part of the show! But I was right! Digimon! We should say hi!”
”We should not say hi, Haru!” the KoKabuterimon said, yanking his brother back by the antennae, pulling his hat off in the process, ”Digimon outside of the Digital World? Seems like trouble. We have to protect Keiji. That’s our duty. Keiji, stay back.” The digimon didn’t seem to realize the hilarity, since he was only about as tall as Keiji’s abs, the Tentomon even shorter. [506 Words]
The first sign of digimon activity had come earlier in the evening, with reports coming in of strange figures walking through newly rebuilt Entertainment District. The second sign was when several digimon were seen entering a metal concert. Well, fat chance of them being able to complete their operation in there was it? But enough time had passed for Agent "Machine" to take up a position in an alley next to the building, so that he had a view of both the front and side entrances.
"Do you like metal, Seifer?" the tan skinned young man asked the digimon within his digivice. "...Seifer?" he repeated when he got no response, then waved his arm in front of the little digimon's red eye.
"Ah, sorry, was just listening in" Seifer said, revealing that he had some bud headphones in his ears. Agent Machine smirked.
"Evidently so" Machine replied. Then, eventually the music stopped, and cheering could be heard. "Ah, seems they're finished. Get ready" he said, then watched to see if there were any digimon among the crowd. But there was no need for sight alone.
"I smell them, they're going the back way" Seifer stated from his digivice. Agent Machine acknowledged, then spoke into his headset.
"Four suspects detected. Visual obtained, three rookies and a champion. Permission to follow?" he asked. "Permission granted. Stay back and follow, Agent Machine. keep me informed" the commander's voice replied. And so, the DATS agent would follow. So far there seemed to be three people involved in all this too, at least it seemed that way to him. He would follow them through the alleyways, keeping his distance, but eventually getting closer.
Post by Leith, Veemon, and Shoutmon on Mar 8, 2019 19:39:07 GMT
"Human world shows are fuckin' lit!" Shoutmon couldn't help exclaiming, making rather a ruckus despite (for the first time after any rock show) being completely sober. That wasn't for lack of effort, of course; the only issue was that he had no proof of being of age to drink, not to mention the obvious, so no one would sell to him. As others got closer, they might have noticed this Shoutmon wasn't covered in nuts and bolts because his skin wasn't made of steel and digizoid. This was a 100% organic flesh-and-scale three-and-a-half-foot tall Shoutmon. "Dude, we have got to start usin' fire on stage like that. Flamedramon and I can both do it already!"
On most days the digimon who answered him was a Flamedramon, but for the sake of stealth and subtlety he was a Veemon of equal height to his twin for the duration of his foray into the human world. "Not with both hands busy! Besides, it looked dangerous, didn't it?"
"Oh, yeah," confirmed the 19-year-old Caucasian, American human in all black and the T-shirt of the headliner he'd just seen. He was speaking in English, just like the rest of his comrades for his sake. "They choreograph and plan that shit and have fire teams and crap. One wrong step, and your Tamer is a pile of ash.
For Shoutmon, that was good enough provocation to break out in song.
"I can't be tamed,
I am not a slave,"
That prompted the other four to join in with various levels of vocal talent ranging from spectacular to, well, needs-improvement. The level of commitment to the moment, however, was universally all-in.
"The monster within me,
Cannot be unseen,
Wrath of a demon,
Clenched fist of God,"
They screamed the last lines together.
"It takes a monster to face me at all,
Beware my monster,do not heed its call!"
The interdimensional group of friends all had a good laugh and cheer after reciting back the headliners' big finale song, but even while riding the high of a great show Leith was ever the prudent one. "Alright, alright, save the rest for the train ride. It's gonna be a real shitty night if it ends with my boyfriend putting me in handcuffs."
"Or is it?" Shoutmon suggestively snickered.
Annette, the Lekismon, asked curiously, "Boyfriend?" not getting the joke.
"No wonder you thought this would be OK. You're dating a cop!"
"Technically I'm dating a secret agent," Leith half-joked-half-bragged. That got a couple small laughs. "but seriously, keep it down. If we do this again you're all getting holos, non-negotiable. In the meantime, I'd rather not draw too much attention. Hell, I still wouldn't put it past the feds to go and blacksite us all if they knew we were here."
"They don't," Shoutmon rather arrogantly declared, "If they did they would'a done somethin' about it by now, wouldn't they? They dunno shit! Your boyfriend's team's doin' their job right somehow."
Leith noticed that Shoutmon went out of his way to slip 'your boyfriend' into that sentence, which he also knew was because Shoutmon took some pride in playing matchmaker for them. He didn't call it out, though. The lone human just insisted, "Still, freaks me out. Seen a lotta movies, y'know? 'Ey, you could take a lesson from those guys." Leith gestured to his rear, where there was a foursome following behind the group thanks to Toji's rather high-profile behavior. He only just noticed them in that moment, but it seemed he needed a moment more to really understand exactly what he had seen, at which point he did a double-take and stopped in his tracks. He and the others turned back at the other guys who, like him, were putting a suspicious amount of effort into taking low-traffic routes (and, in Toji's and Haru's cases, not quite enough effort into disguises).
Well, isn't that interesting? The young man pondered, The digital world is still getting smaller after all. Unable to resist engaging probable Tamers, especially probable metalhead Tamers, Leith looked all four in the eye in turn, raised the digivice he wore on his wrist like a watch specifically to be conspicuous, flicked it to draw attention to it, and addressed the guys behind him. He switched to Japanese in order to do it, and it was barely correct but not fast or fluent. "You guys in on the secret, too?" Maybe there was even a small chance Leith and co would be recognized since their band now had a following in the other world. As for Machine and Seifer, no one from Haunted Threnody had noticed them yet.
"Hmm, what is that, singing?" John was curious as to who could be singing like that, He felt Runa unzipping the backpack to look out and be able to hear them better. "Sounds like they're up ahead, around this corner, you wanna turn back?" She asked.
Thinking of the options they have, John shrugs. "Well they're on our path, I'll just go by and just say hi. They don't sound bad, but If things get to harry I'll turn the other way and find some other way home." He gave her a reassuring nod, she in return gave him a thumbs up with her tiny little paw.
"Appreciate it, John. You won't do anything to risky I hope?" She asked as she went back down and zipped up the backpack to a crack open. John nodded, "I've learned my lesson I think, no unnecessary risks for now."
Walking around the corner, he saw the five who where making the noise, smiling he greeted them. "Hey there, so your the one's who where singing, not bad. I see your a tamer team, although four is the most I've ever seen one person be with. I'm John, I'm just passing through here to get home, what's your names?"
While John saw Leith and his friends, he was oblivious of the group who where behind them, Runa however could feel something was up, and was ready to spring into action if she needed to. 242
Americans. Keiji hadn’t been paying attention to their voices before, just noisy chatter in the foreground, but now that Toji had gone full on commando KoKabuterimon and was preparing to start a fight, Keiji was listening. And he could recognize English. He’d taken it enough in school to have a working understanding of it...but Keiji was a less than admirable student, so aside from a few snatched phrases, he couldn’t make out much. Train ride, something something night, something something boyfriend. Boyfriend came up repeatedly, but overall, Keiji couldn’t make heads or tails of the discussion. Until the tamer cleanly switched to japanese and spoke to Keiji directly.
’You guys in on the secret, too?’
The japanese was stilted, confirming he wasn’t Japanese himself, but the question is what threw Keiji for a loop. What secret? He fumbled for an answer. ”Uh...secret? You mean the band?” he stammered, jerking a thumb over to the back door that would take him back to the concert. ”The Fall is great. I heard ‘em on Spotify once forever back. I never thought they’d hit a show in Japan, let alone Shibuya.” Keiji spoke pure japanese, because he didn’t know any other language to converse in. Not really.
”OH! Unless you mean the…” Keiji just cast his eyes from the stranger’s digimon to his own, as if saying the word out loud would break some sort of magic spell.
Thankfully, someone else approached at that moment, sparing him the awkwardness. He sat back and watched as the stranger zeroed in on the stranger’s four digimon versus his two. He also cast an accusatory glance down to Haru, who had told him that even two digimon were exceedingly rare. The instances he’d found of tamers involved a single digimon. Keiji hated having the wrong information. The little Tentomon just shrugged, as if to say ‘news to me, too’. It was possible that some of these digimon were just his friends who had found the Trailmon, too, but they looked so..united. And the timid looking guy saying hello to them also pointed it out, so it was clear that four digimon wasn’t common, at the very least. ”He’s got like, a whole army. You guys better stay back.” Toji echoed his thoughts and strode forward, rising up to his full height and trying to look intimidating though a puff coat and a girl’s scarf. ”What business do you have with Keiji?” He asked aloud of both tamers, like this was some kind of setup.[434 Words][940 Words Total]
Machine watched with bemusement as the digimon conversed. "Boisterous bunch aren't they?" he remarked to Seifer. In a way he felt a little bit of regret at this case tonight. These digimon only seemed to be wanting to enjoy themselves, they didn't seem to be bothering anyone (well, outside of noise), so, the DATS Agent decided that he'd do his best to go about this in a less heavy-handed way.
"Maybe you could also pretend to be a fan from the show?" Seifer suggested. True, perhaps that would bring about a better outcome than confronting them all?
"Alright, Seifer, we'll try this your way" Machine agreed, then pressed a button on his headset, changing it into its compact form so it was harder to see. And as the three tamers and their digimon converged, he approached as well, not going through an effort to hide himself. Unlike the others, Machine tended to dress a bit more casually when on missions. Tonight he wore a red and black tracksuit jacket with black cargo pants. Probably a bit more tame than the usual metal concert attire, but not like Maria and Tiger's "Women in Black" theme. He thought they could do with a bit of a less obvious approach.
"Hi there" he said, giving a wave when he was within conversation distance, the other hand in his pocket. He spoke in Japanese, so he could tell some had foreign accents here. 'A lot of tamers seem to be foreign-born'. he noted.
"I thought I saw some digimon in the crowd tonight, good to see there's some metal fans among us" Machine stated, making some casual conversation. "Well, my partner's more of a fan than I am" he stated truthfully. He spoke with a smile and a polite demeanor. "He's in my digivice currently, he said he can get better acoustics in there."
Not a lie spoken so far. Seifer did indeed enjoy how music sounded from the V-Pet.
"Anyway, the name's Hideaki. You guys come here often now that the district's been rebuilt?" he asked the group in general.
Post by Leith, Veemon, and Shoutmon on Mar 13, 2019 21:49:30 GMT
John's question was understandable enough. Seeing one digimon openly in the real world was rare enough, but four with one human was an anomaly. Leith had no problem answering, "Thanks. We're actually a band in the digital world. I'm Leith, and those are Annette, Lila, Veemon and Shoutmon," while pointing at the Lekismon, Musimon, and his own digimon respectively. "They're not all stuck with me, though. The guys are the only ones who have to deal with my bullshit every day. The girls are just friends and coworkers." he explained with a little chuckle.
At least John was being cordial. Keiji and Toji, in a language Leith hardly understood, were rather cagey by comparison. Hearing Japanese, Veemon knew instantly what he had to do, which was repeat everything they said to Leith but in English. Before Leith could answer them, though, it was Shoutmon who replied to them in their own language. "Hey, hey, easy there, bug boy! We ain't here to start a fight, but we'll sure as hell finish one!"
"Speak for yourself," Lila refuted after giving Shoutmon a swift hammer on top of the head with one of her four fists, "Not every digimon just wants to cause trouble and get in fights, y'know." It worked, too. Was it possible that Leith finally found a way to control Shoutmon in the form of this four-armed digimon? At first it seemed like she was only scolding Shoutmon, but she also turned to Keiji and added, "You, too!"
"OK, let's just be friends, guys," Veemon tried to moderate. He then introduced both himself and the rest of the group once again, this time in Japanese. "If we're all going the same way, let's just go together!"
"Quietly," Leith added in imperfect Japanese, "Before-" The young man was interrupted by the arrival of yet a fourth Tamer, whom he snapped to look at. At first he was a bit frightened since this person did not have a visible digimon, but thanks to Veemon's quick interpretation he understood the digimon was just out of sight but very much present. "Hideaki? Sweet. Nah, I don't actually live around here if you know what I mean. I..." The young man began to struggle again, so Veemon spoke for him. "This place was still a wreck when we three moved away, but I was visiting my sister when she told me who was playing in town tonight. It looks nice now, though. I guess you're doin' the smart thing keeping your boy out of sight, but that plugin doesn't work on digimon I'm not bonded to. Believe me, I've tried."
"We'll get holosuits next time," Annette casually dismissed his concerns, "'Cause after a set like that, I gotta come back. Tokyo is awesome."
"Anyway, we were gonna head back to Quantum. But, uh-" The human glanced at the digimon that weren't his. "If we're a bunch of metalheads in one spot, why don't we hang around together bit longer? Annette, Lila, I think you should still go, but-"
"-We get it." The Lekismon didn't show any signs of offense. "You gotta do what you gotta do."
"I'm sorry. I think it sucks. I mean-" Leith did that nervous chuckle he tended to give before giving his opinion on religion or politics. "-someone in power must know, even if it's just because their kid is one of us. It's stupid trying to cover it all up, and not just because it'll inevitably fail. The question isn't how to keep the digital world secret. It should be how to most seamlessly integrate it."
"Well until they do, you're right we gotta go."
"Right. Anyway, the rest of you - you hangin' out?"
John nodded as he was told that they where a band, smiling. "A band huh? You guys have any links to your music, or somewhere I can find it?" He asked, after hearing their singing, he wanted to check out their stuff and see if he'd like it.
After a moment a new tamer appeared, he seemed nice although John's starting to become a bit weary of people who suddenly appears like this. Still, John has manners, so he just greets this person in as best Japanese as he could. "Hello, how are you, lovely day isn't it?" ... Yeah that's all he's got, he only learned how to say 5 phrases really well.
He didn't bother to learn more then that and the culture back in the USA, because he didn't think staying here would last. He has been spending time learning to understand the language in school, but the pronunciation of it was still a tough point for him.
He decided to try talk in English, and hope that Hideaki could understand him. "Ah well it's nice to meet you Hideaki, and I'm sorry but I can't say anything much more Japanese then what I have, I understood it but I can't for the life of me can't figure out how to properly say most of it." He said, rubbing the back of his neck chuckling.
John shook his head when he and the others was asked if they went to the concert "I didn't go to the concert, I just got back from a nearby 7-11, for some snacks." John was pondering his options, not sure weather of not to go with them, Runa on the other hand was natural about the situation. After moment John decided, "You know I was heading home, but I have plenty of time, so sure I'm down with it."307
Keiji was surprised by yet another addition to the rapidly growing party of tamers, and Toji became even more constipated looking. He couldn’t fight them all if it broke out, and that distressed him. So Keiji did what any good friend would do. He let a hand rest gently on the KoKabuterimon’s head, whispering a soft ”Don’t worry, I got this,” before striding closer to the group, his digimon in stunned silence but following behind.
”Toji is reasonably unnerved. You’re the only digimon we’ve ever seen outside of the Digital World. This many tamers at once hardly feels like coincidence. Not when digidestined are involved.” Keiji’s pronunciation left little to be imagined. He thought the idea they were destined to do anything utter garbage. ”He was just doing his job, keeping us safe. Trust me, he wants no more fight with you than you do with him.” Keiji carefully danced around the fact that he was saying if they were intending to fight, Toji was just as eager to take them on, making it sound smooth and political. ”So yea, we got time to kill. Can’t exactly go to sleep after metal, right guys?” He chimed in with a soft grin.
”I can’t say I approve of walking off with utter strangers to homeostasis knows where…” ”Tooooooji….” Haru’s insistence was both immature and infectious, and soon the blue bug digimon was bowing to his whim, ”You said we should make allies. That’s the whole reason we found Keiji in the first place! Well here’s plenty of tough guys who can beat up the hive, I’m sure!” The larger bug digimon acted as if he wanted to disagree, but his brother was always his weakness, and he relented. ”You’re right you’re right. Fine. But any funny business…” the uptight digimon left the statement unfinished, as if his enemies...er...friends, could fill in the blanks.
”Then it’s settled. Snackboy, Metalhead, and I are going to go loiter in a public place together. You coming….?” Keiji turned the question to the newest comer. They claimed to have been in the concert, but Keiji didn’t recognize them. Then again, the concert was dark and who knows who could’ve been in there. He hadn’t seen the virtual army of digimon, either. So maybe he just wasn’t paying attention. Either way, this was an auspicious start for the trio of tamers...so maybe they’d make it a foursome? [438 Words] [1378 Words Total[
Agent Machine noted that some of those present struggled to speak Japanese. He got the drift. "I can speak in English if it would be more convenient" he said, in English. He had something of a Japanese accent though, but he at least was proficient in it enough to correctly pronounce the "L" in the word "English".
Another of those present spoke to him in awkward Japanese. Machine gave a grin. "Let's stick with this language for now, okay?" he replied, again in English.
He noted that apparently two of the digimon present were in fact not his partners. That made him curious. Were they here as guests? Well, it was possible. The Lekismon said she wanted to come back to Tokyo, which made Machine slightly sad deep down. Seifer even more so, it seemed they genuinely enjoyed it here.
The DATS agent took note of what the long haired tamer said here, he nodded. "Of course, best to keep digimon out of plain sight at least" he stated, glad at least that the unhideable digimon consented to heading back home. Initially he thought he might want to call base to keep an eye on them, but thought better of it, best to leave them be if he wanted to go down this line.
Then the long haired tamer asked if they wanted to hang out some more. "Sure, that'd be neat" Machine shrugged, smiling. "Shall we go somewhere discreet? My partner would probably be delighted to talk to fellow metal fans, but, him being a digimon, best not do that out on the street, right?"
One of the insect digimon drew attention from Seifer by saying "homeostasis". That was a word he had heard often in his travellings, and even made him a little curious. He'd remember that.
Machine though kept up an amicable air about him. "Sure thing, let's head out" he said, then looked at Keiji. "Do you have a way to hide your partners though?" he asked, out of concern.
<”...speak in...what? No! No! Assholes!”> Keiji said in English, the few phrases he knew being almost entirely curses. Then the conversation got away from him and Toji both, fluent enough english flying faster that he could keep up with. ”Maybe this was a bad idea…” he said, switched back to Japanese to his two digimon.
Fortunately, it was time for Haru to step forward, pushing back tamer and older brother both. ”Don’t worry Keiji. I’ve...got this. Is that how you say it?” The little Tentomon held out his clawed appendages like he was beginning to rapidly type on the air in front of him. ”Executing program: bug.exe. Skimming surface data...compiling regional language codex…” the little Tentomon’s multifaceted eyes were glowing a bright neon green that lit up the alleway as he spoke like he was reading code. <”English Translation...online!”> Tentomon said, in English no less. <”Please ask all questions to me for Keiji. I can answer as good as possible.”> The digimon’s translation wasn’t perfect. It was a little delayed, and the grammar was less than perfect, as if he were rapidly inputting all of his sentences through an internet translator...because he was doing exactly that.
”It’s something he can do,” Toji said with more than a little pride, ”but usually he just uses the Bug Protocol to read Fanfiction. I’ve never seen him do anything this real time.” Toji moved forward and placed a hand on Haru’s arm, knowing that it took most of the rookie’s processing power to run the program like this. So like an elderly lay, the KoKabuterimon was there to help him...and protect him, as always.
”Good job, Haru. Now, what did they say?” ”If you had a way to hide us. The new one seems overly concerned about being seen.” ”Well, tell him, no. I don’t intend to make you hide, ever.” <”He says no. We don’t hide. Ever.”>[362 Words] [1740 Words total]
Post by Leith, Veemon, and Shoutmon on Mar 24, 2019 23:06:12 GMT
"Yes, please," was the young man's answer to the offer of making English the language of choice tonight. He didn't even seem to consider that it might inconvenience Keiji. "So you're John, Hideaki, Keiji, and..." Uh-oh. Leith was struggling with names again.
"Haru," Veemon pointed out the Tentomon, "and Toji."
"I don't know what I'd do without you," was how Leith humbly owned his own poor memory. It was then he turned to the untamed digimon. "Anyway, thanks for coming. See you in a few days, I guess. Get to the train safe, and for God's sake, please don't stop and talk to anyone."
"'Ey, don't forget we're doin' Rockport Festival in two days, and that was when we left. That means-"
"-Oh, crap. Uh..." Leith took a moment to check his watch and do some mental math. He seemed a bit unsure of his conclusion but decided, "OK, we can still make it." With waves, the girls headed off. "Alright, John, Hideaki, Keiji, Toji, Shoutmon, and Veemon. That's a lot of people and a lot of digimon." Leith shrugged. "Can't go to my place. Parents might be home. Doesn't help we got a couple bleeding heart protesters here, either." The young man said that with a hint of disdain while looking to the bug Tamer and his twins. "These two can go in my D3 just fine, but we can't go just anywhere if you're gonna be stubborn." Even though Leith was trying to speak as diplomatically as possible, that accusation as he saw it was just an unavoidable objective fact that shouldn't be ignored. "So you got me."
Post by John Jourdain on Mar 27, 2019 17:35:33 GMT
From John's perspective: Ah man, you feel like you messed up with this, but you decide to keep calm. "Yeah sorry again about the language barrier, I'm working on fixing that. Thank you for translating for me... Uh I don't think I caught your name, who are you?"
Your confused by the mention of protesters, but realize what Leith meant. "Well they must have a reason for not wanting to hide, I'm sure they have ways to not get noticed by people unaware of digimon, but yeah that does make things hard for us."
You turn to Leith. "I'm pretty much fine with going wherever, if we go to the digital world hiding wont be a problem." Meanwhile your partner, Runa, has been listening in to the conversation intently, she feels like it's an odd choice for those two to refuse to hide, but she doesn't think it's that big a deal.