On the Search for Something [OPEN]

Golden Week.

However long ago it was, it was a significant phrase for the two guised Digimon wandering the square. They seemed the same age, given their holosuits, yet the way they carried themselves was rather guarded, unsure of what they should be doing here. It was...surreal seeing all the damage THEY had caused repaired, all of what had happened seeming to have no traces left behind...

"A normal day." Scarab spoke, peering about. "This is what a normal day's like here, yet..."

"This was the most important place we had been to here, wasn't it?" Gyo replied in kind. Holosuits are in the profile, if you wish to view them. "What ever did happen to that one Bearmon? The really annoying one?"

"Who...?" Scarab stared. "Also, voice down. ...Secrets to keep." He gestured around to the crowd. A single person stood out at the statue, lamenting a life lost, and lamenting a lack of loyalty.

It stung, it sounded a little familiar. Gyo decided to approach. "Yo, you good?" He'd ask the lady. Why not?

"Dunno, some call it a hero complex or something, but family's a complex issue." The guised Veemon shrugged. He wasn't trying to be dismissive or anything. "Blood of the covenant runs thicker than the water of the womb, I think. Found trumps blood." That's his two bits at least.

Yet, she asked about two years ago...

He peered up into the sky. "I know a thing or two about it, why? Just a good old public disturbance that got mopped up in record time--not much more to it. Awfully odd that people still speak of it years after the fact, though." A shrug.

"There's a lot that could be questioned there, brother." Scarab shrugged, approaching as well. Stance as neutral as his brother's. Both could tell she was defensive, but they didn't make much in the way of moves. Just...stay put.

"Blurs of red and blue tore the place up--a black storm of gunfire clashed against a sparking titan of red. Also, a cat got beaten up. That's...the short of it." Gyo spoke, glancing around as if keeping watch for someone, or something. Fear. There's more to it, though.

Sylvia was probably the kind of person to know that. More to it that can't be spoken of here.

"You sure you're gonna be okay with what you might hear, flygirl?" Gyo was more surprised anyone would want to find out about something that caused that much property damage than anything. "And no shit I'm not." Fucking captain obvious over here got it right--seriously, who knows who could be watching? DATS? AEGIS? Someone's mom?

...Honestly, neither of those were alright.

"It's an easy name to remember, relax." Scarab grumbled. The brothers turned, and headed off towards one of the quieter sections of the square, a bench about a minute or two away from the statue.

There was one person there, a guy who looked about eighteen, and...pretty average, holy shit. Like. Wow, he did not stand out much at all. Though, maybe that was the intent. He looked over to the three and waved. "Back already? Who's your friend?"

"That's -very- generous. Curious sort--figured we'd be nice and at least offer an explanation about That Incident."

Hisato shrugged. "That's your prerogative." Simple as that.

Gyo paused as he neared the bench, turning around. "So, the short of it? You know how there were those creatures on TV for a bit before it got cut off? How there's still images of all of that floating around if you look hard enough?" A pause.

"-All- of that was real. Both of us were there. Hell, even he was there." He pointed to Hisato. "Though he ran away--I remember that much."

This was all being spoken as if Gyo knew details that only someone who was a direct witness, or hell, someone who even took part in the fighting would know.

...So what was the rub here?

"Another world." Let's just rip that band-aid off quickly, just to let that set in. "You might think, 'oh, I'm full of shit,' but no, that's the literal quickest way to put it." Gyo snorted. He put a hand to his wrist, seeming to click something, the sounds of it powering off for a brief moment being heard as his very FORM flickered.

A teenager was briefly replaced by a crimson Veemon, for a precious second. Before he repowered the device and his form was all the same as it was. "I mean, it's really hard to be full of shit with something like this when I'm one of those monsters. Just putting that out there."

"I've actually taken some time to do some research--especially with some stuff that happened to me soon after the incident. The conspiracy people did have a basis for...that stuff, but there's a genuine effort on the government's part being made to silence what happened even now. ...Which...I don't really blame them. A parade of extraterrestrials by definition's bad enough, but a terrorist attack in three separate places launched by extraterrestrials is even worse." Hisato uttered, briefly cutting in to offer his own two cents. Or Yen. Take your pick. "Just knowing the truth's bad enough, it's like it invites weird, bizarre things to happen. Like more monsters showing up at your favorite library, or worse."

It was at that point that Gyo decided to interject once more! "So, thoughts so far, Sylvia?"

"I don't know why they're here." Hisato clarified. "Any of them. Scarab over there's Gyo's brother." He gestured to the still silent Scarab, who...was probably looking at Gyo with no small amount of disdain! "As the other human in this conversation? I can only really offer guesses--the best one of which being that there's some screwery going on that necessitates them coming from their world to ours for one reason or another."

"That's usually it." Scarab finally cut in. "In my brother and I's case, it's to make amends for something. Given we're both stuck with Hisato over there, it's a bad band of three--occasionally four. The imp from that day still comes by, too. It...really depends on which of 'us' you run into. The monsters are like people in that they all have their own motivations for doing what they do. Or coming here. Granted, it's stupid a lot of the time." There's a moment of silence from the brothers, before Hisato finally asked a very obvious question.

"...You need a moment? I don't blame you if you do, I...uh. I kind of thought Scarab was going to kill me when I met him. He's usually a tall blue bug man without...that on...." Notably, if Sylvia paid attention? Which...well, she probably did, let's be real, she'd likely pick up on the fact that despite that display, neither of the brothers had really changed their...demeanor, their posture.

It was the same, relaxed as it had been.

"There's two ways. One, a specific platform at the Shibuya station. And the other...uh. Reportedly, falling into the river. The last one's really unhealthy though. I've heard of a lot of people getting sucked in through technology, too." Hisato shrugged. "Those are the two most reliable ways to get to their world, that I'm actually aware of--though...I don't really know -how- one gets their partner. Reportedly, it just...happens?"

"Basically." Gyo nodded. "For some it's as easy as running into the digimon--...That's what we're called. For others they just stop by the Village of Beginnings, literal village of newborn Digimon...It's...A lot of 'what-ifs' to put it lightly. I think it's stupid and a chore but others treat it like gospel. To it's credit, though, most partnerships improve both parties."

Hisato did tilt his head at the lady, though. Why blush at...all of this? That didn't make a lot of sense...? At least to him. "I'm not gonna pry about your situation--would be a bit rude to do that with someone I just met, but...Whatever you decide to do's up to you, Sylvia." Gyo had said her name previously, so he was just. Gonna piggyback off of that.

Anything else? Hm. That was a good question to ask oneself...

"...Just one. No matter what you decide to do, the chances of you running into other people like myself--partnered humans or not, is going to be high. It's like how Stand Users in Jojo just attract each other, in a way."

"Really, dude." Gyo groaned. "Nobody fucking -reads- that!" To which the human actually bit back! "It's still an accurate comparison, jackass." ...Yeah, they sure were partners, alright. Scarab took the time to answer that question, though.

"At the level we're both at, that being Rookies--or 'child,' a human could probably stand up to us with some effort. It's when we go up a 'level,' or stage to Champion, or 'adult,' that you should definitely reconsider fighting a Digimon alone." A pause.

"You'd definitely know if you had. Holosuits don't last under duress. A single punch could short the device and make it a whole lot more awkward, too." He would know, roughhousing with Gyo at one point nearly ended in disaster back before Golden Week. "Champion's a great stage for practicing hand-to-hand with, though. At least if I hold back enough..."

Getting off topic. Stop that. "...Are you heading off?" The guised bug would ask.