Yamato Ishida (
angry_friendship_wolf) wrote2018-08-07 10:12 pm
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[tri OOM] Barry, Cisco, and File Island
Yamato brings Barry and Cisco out through the same hilltop telephone booth he used to bring Autor through a few weeks back, out onto a cliff with a pretty good view of the island.
The island's central point is a mountain that looks more like a sheer spike of rock, and radiating outwards from it are a lot of very different places: Closest to the mountain, there's a pastel-coloured village of some kind that looks like it might be made of cushions; a tropical jungle with a ruined temple of black and brown stone jutting out of it; and a desert with gear markings carved into the ground and a single, leafy mountain in the centre.
Spreading out further than that, there are forests; some kind of icy tundra; a large town with a glittering white castle; a small village covered by a dark cloud; some kind of factory belching smoke into the air; and a plain covered in railroad tracks and ruined trains. Just down from the cliff, there's a lake with a camp set up next to it.
"All right, File Island," Yamato says, shutting the door. "Oldest part of the Digital World."
The island's central point is a mountain that looks more like a sheer spike of rock, and radiating outwards from it are a lot of very different places: Closest to the mountain, there's a pastel-coloured village of some kind that looks like it might be made of cushions; a tropical jungle with a ruined temple of black and brown stone jutting out of it; and a desert with gear markings carved into the ground and a single, leafy mountain in the centre.
Spreading out further than that, there are forests; some kind of icy tundra; a large town with a glittering white castle; a small village covered by a dark cloud; some kind of factory belching smoke into the air; and a plain covered in railroad tracks and ruined trains. Just down from the cliff, there's a lake with a camp set up next to it.
"All right, File Island," Yamato says, shutting the door. "Oldest part of the Digital World."
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He shakes his head at Barry, tutting quietly, as if to express his deep and abiding disappointment that Barry would dare call them nuts.
Then: "All right, three places tends to be how these trips work, so you two are welcome to pick a last place to go," he says. "There's the factory, the Temple, the Railroad Plains and the caves there, the tundra, the Gear Desert and Mount Panorama, the Bakemon village, and I've heard rumours of some kind of wasteland filled with giant bones, but we might have to search around a little for that."
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Walking back to his car, Cisco tugs his backpack out of it and puts it on.
"You're call this time, Barry."
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"Mount Panorama sounds cool," he decides after considering the options.
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Well. Unless he was very hungry, Yamato supposes.
Or irritable. Or just generally filled with vengeance and rage.
He cocks his head. "Easy enough to get to. It's on the northern end of the Gear Desert, so we can cut through the Misty Woods and down through the rainforest, and get to it that way. Pyokomon village is right near the bottom of it, too, if the two of you want to see where Bluebell's going to be living."
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Hopping up and down in place to try and redistribute weight and settle his bag, Cisco listens as Yamato describes where they're headed.
"That sounds far. Is it far?"
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Looking over at Cisco, he shakes his head. "I told you lugging that thing around was going to kill you."
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After a moment, he reaches over, giving the back of the backpack a tug. "Give it here, I'll carry it. We'll just say you owe me one."
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He waves at his racer, then amends, "Well, I have a car. You wrecked yours, but maybe Barry can carry you."
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As he finishes, a Penmon drives by very slowly, staring at them with wide eyes.
"Slide," it says, happily, before hitting the accelerator and speeding off.
"C'mon, I promise it's not as far as you think, and if it gets to be too much, we can take a break," Yamato says, and turns to start heading out of the town, only to pause to peer up towards Monzaemon. "Er, sorry about wrecking your car, Monzaemon."
Monzaemon responds to this by very delicately reaching down to take the wrecked car, holding it up to his face. His mouth peels open slightly, enough for an oily limb, like someone modeled an octopus tentacle out of tar, to slide out and brush over the car, somehow managing to reconstruct the wheels as it goes.
"... Didn't know you could do that," Yamato says, flatly, and keeps walking.
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The Penmon gets an odd look, but Monzaemon gets full-on 'WTF?' staring as he fixes the car.
Edging a little closer to the other two, Cisco nods and is prompt to follow Yamato.
"Yeah, let's go."
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What Monzaemon does is... weird, but Barry still gives the giant bear a wave as they walk off.
"See ya, Monzaemon. Thanks for the tea."
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He meanders out of town and back towards the Misty Wood, casting a quick glance skywards as a red insect the size of a truck passes over them. It doesn't seem to be concerned with them at all.
"-- The talk of tea reminds me that I'm going to have to break my 'no supplies from Milliways' rule to replenish our caffeine stash. Wasn't a problem the first time we came here, but somehow half of us developed caffeine addictions in the last six years."
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"Hey, you need it I can totally be your Code Red hookup," he offers.
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Barry gets a quick nod, because lattes are nice! Yamato approves of lattes! They're not his coffee of choice, but he wouldn't turn one down.
"So, what you're sayin' is that you started visiting that one coffee shop constantly once Iris started working there?" He asks, a little slyly, as they head into the Misty Woods. "They must do great coffee."
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Listening to Yamato rib Barry, Cisco cracks a grin.
"Right? You'd think it was the only coffee stop in Central City," he informs Yamato.
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So there.
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He grins a little at Barry's response, shrugging one shoulder. "Sure, sure. Friend and family discount. That doesn't sound like something she made up to give you cheap coffee at all."
Either that or just, like, a really relaxed business model.
Through the dense mists, the vending machine they passed before slowly becomes visible in the distance, except now the purple 'GRAPE?' neon sign is orange, and reads 'MANGO?'
Yamato has about two seconds to frown about this before the distant, shadowy shape of a gangly teenage boy comes barreling out of the fog near the machine, bodyslamming it to shake loose several cans of mango?, which he starts gleefully gathering up.
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Yamato said it, not him, but Cisco is still all smug smirks about the Iris thing.
The sign change does not go unnoticed, and Cisco is about to ask for more cash when the kid comes running out to tackle the machine.
"Who the heck is that?" Cisco asks, surprised at the appearance of another person.
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Right.
Watching the kid slam into the machine, Barry winces.
"Is that one of your friends?"
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He watches the slamming and subsequent mango?-collecting fairly dispassionately.
"Jyou," he calls, raising his voice just enough for it to carry. The boy straightens up like he's been jabbed with a cattle prod, hurriedly depositing mango? cans into a bag at his side. "Over here."
The boy lopes closer, becoming more visible through the mists: He's a few inches taller than Yamato, with glasses and black hair, and a generally nervous-seeming disposition.
"Hey! We were -- looking for you, Sora's around ... somewhere thataways ..." Jyou says, jabbing a thumb deeper into the forest. "Are these guys human? They look human. They're very human sized."
"This is Barry Allen and Cisco Ramon. They're human," Yamato says, gesturing at each of them in turn. "Barry, Cisco, this is Jyou. Our medic. Also human."
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"Hi," he greets warmly, offering a hand. "We're friends of Yamato."
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"What's up? Those sodas any good?"
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Jyou appears momentarily torn between shaking Barry's hand and reaching for a mango? soda to give to Cisco, and just flails wildly for a second before eventually grabbing Barry's hand with both of his own and shaking it.
"Nice to meet you! I'm also a friend. Of his," he says. "Oh, er, the sodas? I haven't tried them yet. I was on my way over here and I saw the machine and I put some yen in it and it ate my money so I had to run into it to get my drinks out and then you turned up."
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