The Cultist Crisis [Team Mission|KOTR]

It seemed that every time they had come to the Dark Area, it was for the purpose of a mission. This time seemed to just...cement that fact for Ayaka Maeda and Coolmon. There had been a cultist issue that she and one of the other knights had been sent to deal with, and deal with was exactly what the agenda was.

"Do we have a general idea of what the cultists would look like compared to the locals? Like...any identifiers? Just so we can be on the lookout, of course." Coolmon nodded. Aya herself had one question. "Do we stick together upon entering or do we just split up?"

Joseph turned his head as coolmon addressed him. Any general idea of what the cultists looked like? The guilimon brought a claw to his chin and rubbed at it before bringing out a little holographic projector in his palm. Giving it a click there would appear a single item floating in the space above the projector.

"These amulets. They vary member to member. This basic one is the ones to identify members. The members we're looking to acquire however..."

The guilimon clicked the projector again and the necklace changed to that of a very fancy, golden inlaid, chrome chained amulet with a D-reaper like sigil at the center that rather hurt to look at.

"And... this is the leader amulets. Gaudy as hell and easy to spot from a mile away. I'm pretty sure that the D-reaper segment is actual D-reaper data somehow. Not sure, but I do know it glows red."

Joseph's ears flicked and he'd make a face at the question about splitting up.

"Team mission, stick with your partner. It's too bloody dangerous to go be heroic on your own."

The guilimon turned his head to look to asher, smiling up at the human before putting on a headpiece. He'd toss asher, coolmon and aya a small earpiece before sighing himself.

"Use these to check in or report anything strange. And if you do get split up you can use this to communicate with one another. If you really need help I will come and assist you but that'll put our extraction at risk just so you know."

It was pretty simple and the digimon looked about, so far no one had come near this place and the andromon's were practically statues, past the few walking the permiter with their arm gun things drawn.

"If combat gets too dicey I can also ask for some of these knuckleheads to come and help you if you want. They don't exactly uh... care too much."

    So, the way to identify everyone was with... amulets. Hopefully, they wore them where people could easily see them! Otherwise, this was going to be a bit of a pain. Maybe even literally! Arms crossed, debating the likeliness that even the gaudy amulets would be easy to spot, depending on the target.

    At least one thing was certain. They were staying together. Catching the earpiece, the teen turned it over in his hand, before putting it on. "I'm going to guess that digivolving isn't going to mess with the earpiece?" An important question, considering two participants would more than likely have to change shape at least once! Though, ideally, it wouldn't be something that happened too much. It was hard to say what would happen, all things considered! But, they were in a world full of shape-changing monsters, so surely that had been something that was already thought of.
    
    Hearing more of the options of saving them, in a bad situation, the redhead gave a shrug. "I'm sure we'll be fine." They had better be. He couldn't really speak for Ayaka and Coolmon, since he didn't really know them, but they wouldn't put themselves at risk if they didn't have confidence! Or. He would hope, at least.

    Aside from that, once hearing Ayaka speak, Asher would give a nod. "I'm ready, if you both are." It would probably just be a waste of time, if they just stood around playing fifty questions! And, it would probably be easier to understand everything that was happening once they were already present in the mission itself. Or, it would make less sense. But, visuals always helped. Like, seeing one of those amulets in person, for instance!

    For now, it seemed that they were just waiting to see if Joseph had anything left to say, before they were off!

In all honesty, Coolmon had assumed that the Andromon patrolling around the perimeter were just standard fare for this group. As the tamer and her partner opted to put the earpieces on ASAP. "We'll keep the option in mind, thank you." Aya replied towards Joseph. "I'm...sure we'll be okay. Not much else to go over, is there?"

If allowed, the duo would indeed set out with Asher in tow into their destination. "Y'know, if there's a crisis in here, no wonder this place is a little empty..." Coolmon mused, before Aya added her own two cents in. "...And already I think there's a little more than just a cultist issue. Something just feels...off here."

She couldn't quite tell the feeling of being watched apart from mystical BS™, sadly. "Should we try seeing if we can learn anything from the locals? Or the champions...?" Coolmon mused, taking a look at the champions. What were they? Did they even seem sapient?

"Not really honestly. Just be safe out there!"

Joseph gave the both of them a small nod before waving them off. The rookie seemed content for the moment to at least join in with the patrolling Andromon's for the most part. Else there was jack all for him to do around here! It was pretty much a dead zone for the moment and they might of drawn even more attention in by landing in an odd spot.

Now the champions?

There were a few options, an ogremon resting in the lowest portion of the branches of a tree. Seeming rather content and having both of his eyes closed. Though he seemed to be lacking a club that was rather stereo-typical of his kind.

There were a pair of bakemon's that weren't really moving, indicating they were either resting or just... avoiding doing much with the lack of food or something. It wasn't exactly clear. But they seemed to be avoiding making eye contact with anyone from the group.

The last champion was a sangloupmon, it was resting underneath one of the many trees. It's bladed head inched slightly when the group made it's way nearby. It didn't have any interest in them, it wasn't hungry and they looked too strong for it to really consider loading them. Giving a small shrug of it's large shoulders the digimon yawned and stood up, it's accent was rather thick considering it had to talk through both fang and faceblades...

"Awake? Thinkin it's ah good idea to sleep roun' here? Tchcheche...Bleedin cults an' thair saviors..."

    While Sangloupmon probably wouldn't have been Asher's first choice, the fact that it was already addressing them made things much easier to start a conversation with it, rather than anyone else! And, Coolmon was already on the move to speak with the stranger! Maybe it was his imagination, but it seemed like Ayaka was a bit more uneasy about her partner quizzing Sangloupmon.

    Pointy blades aside, the Sangloupmon didn't really look like it intended on posing a threat to them. Either way, the redhead casually stuffed his hand in the pocket that held his own digivice. Probably better to be safe, rather than sorry. Stopping to stand alongside the tamer, Asher debated if any inquiries would really do them any good. Were there multiple cults? One could hope not. But, the wolf seemed to be aware that they existed. Surely, not a surprise.

    "Are cults a big problem around here?" The teen questioned, while taking a glance around at the Ogremon and the Bakemons. Why were the Bakemon's avoiding eye contact? Curious. Either way, the focus was on the canine-mon instead, for the time being. Though, how much information they'd really get from him was uncertain.

    With any luck, the champion would be the chatty type. So far, he seemed to be the most talkative out of everyone else in the area!

"Sheesh, that's a bummer. What makes this place Cult City™ anywho?" Coolmon continued adding onto the questions with Asher, not seeming to want to quiet down anytime soon. Thankfully, the Sangloupmon with an accent most thick was able to start clarifying things without much trouble that...wasn't the accent.

Aya blinked, however. How was being inquisitive bad? What could POSSIBLY be wrong with asking questions? Unless you started asking too...many of them. "Oh." She muttered to herself, quietly. This all sounded pretty screwed up to her, though. Cults being a recurring thing here was bad enough, but the fact this one's already a few months old?

Yikes.

"Pendants?" She repeated the Sangloupmon's final word. "...Sounds like they got a really tough bargaining chip."