The Great Knockout (Closed)

Marigold just blinked at Dokamon for a moment. Not being familiar with comic books was one thing but Dr. Strange had gotten more that a few HUGE legs up in popularity considering the multi million dollar movies that had his name slapped first thing on the poster.

"Do you just...not get out much, Dokamon my old friend?" She said, sarcastically referring to the robotic entity that she had already but heads with so much before the adventure had even really begun. "Dr. Strange is a mystical superhero. A real black magic wizard type. Sorta like Weston now that I think on it but more...mid 60s social pomp and circumstance and less blushing wallflower like out book smart friend." Marigold said, fully aware that Weston could hear her. If that was the worst description of himself that Weston had ever heard then it might be offensive, if not then it'd probably roll off the sorcerer's back.

"Complaining about Marigold's panicked narration is keeping ME at the very least focused on something other than the fact that I don't know which was is up and my father is somewhere in THERE!" She pointed up at the bridge that they were following like the yellow brick road. She knew that one of those flickering azure flames was her father, probably either out cold or fighting like hell and making himself an annoyance. She took a few deep breaths, holding in the part of her that wanted to bolt upward as fast as she could and somehow locate which of the flames was her father. "Saving everyone saves anyone." Marigold said, repeating another one of her father's fortune cookie truisms. If they stopped whatever it was that was going on first then it would by its nature save her father as well. As long as nobody was in any specific danger of dying she had to keep her eyes on the prize.

"Kazuo's lucky. All of the bravery that brought us here, none of the worry making us turn back. He's a dynamo." Marigold said, standing up for the other digimon's...simplistic world view. Lord knows there was enough worry going around in their current situation, if one of them out of the entire group wasn't having a blood pressure spike, that seemed like a fair trade.