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 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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Cisco is just as awkward, holding a hand out for the can, pulling it back, reaching again, and finally shoving his hands into his pockets.
"It was Grape? earlier. I don't recommend it."
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"I hate when that happens. There's a machine where I work that's pretty hit or miss most days."
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He sips it, swilling it around in his mouth thoughtfully like a discerning wine taster.
Eventually: "This tastes like beef."
He pauses, peering at Barry for a moment.
"Where do you work? You're not from Odaiba, I know everyone on the island," he says.
"It's a complicated situation," Yamato says. "Ask Taichi about it later or something."
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"Beef again? Gross."
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He peers at Barry for a moment, then smiles, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "I guess I won't pry, then. Oh! But if Yamato's not taken you to Odaiba yet, he totally should when we're next back there! It has a ferris wheel! And the best mall in Tokyo!"
"Had," Yamato says.
"Had those things," Jyou says, slightly downcast. "Yamato and Taichi's battle with Alphamon managed to level the entire shopping district a few months back. But it's being rebuilt! Should be open again by Christmas!"
As he talks, someone else starts to emerge from the mists: A young woman around Yamato's age with a tennis player's build, auburn hair, and reddish eyes, carrying herself with the same confident presence that Yamato usually has.
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His gaze flicks away when he notices the woman's approach.
"Hi," he greets, offering a smile.
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Jyou scratches the back of his neck, taking the can back from Cisco. "I wasn't there at the time, but I saw the news footage of the fight," he says. "But nobody was seriously injured, and rebuilding's apparently going ... well. Ish."
Sora approaches through the mists, eyes flicking from Barry to Cisco, and then to Yamato, before she gives a warm smile in response.
"Hello, there."
Jyou gives a quick flail of his arms, then pats Sora on the shoulder. "This is Sora, our group's third in command and the current heir to the Takenouchi family," he chirps. "And Sora, this is ... er ..." he pauses, remembering Cisco was going to try to pretend not to be human. "Actually, you guys can introduce yourselves."
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"Oh give him a break, you derailed a train, Barry," he says before coming up with candy.
Ready for the ruse, he immediately ruins by announcing, "Hi, I'm Cisco." Wincing, he sighs. "Dang it."
Letting it go, he holds a licorice out to Jyou and Sora. "Twizzler?"
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Trying ot recover, he steps forward and offers Sora his hand.
"Hi, I'm Barry."
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Jyou, meanwhile, stifles a laugh at how quickly the ruse gets dropped, accepting a Twizzler.
"Nice to meet you, Barry," Sora says, shaking his hand. "And you, Cisco."
She pulls a notebook from her bag, leaning around to hand it over to Yamato. "Inventory for the medicine we got from the factory. We were trying to find you and give it to you."
"Thanks," Yamato mumbles, taking it and flicking it open. "We're headed to Mount Panorama. The Pyokomon village is on the way, I bet they'd love some mango? drinks."
Sora gives a quick nod, taking a Twizzler and leading the way as the group starts moving again.
"So, you were in Toy Town?" She asks. "I'm sure Monzaemon was happy. Apart from a few people on the island, he doesn't get many visitors."
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"Inventory, huh? Sounds boring. So, back when you said Tsunomon turns into a giant metal wolf I didn't know you meant a legit giant, giant metal wolf. Just how big did that little puffball get?"
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"Yeah, we hung out there for a bit. Monzaemon was a very nice host. We had tea and he kept these two and the Penmon from killing themselves in race cars."
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He looks momentarily sheepish, but at the very least doesn't look like he wants to flee and become a hermit anymore.
"Well, someone has to keep track of what we have and what we need," he murmurs to Cisco. "Compared to the others, Tsunomon doesn't get that big, but it was his -- non-wolfoid fused form. Taichi and I can link up with each other the same way we do with our partners, and fuse our partners into one Digimon, Omegamon. We've only done it about three times, because when he swings his sword he creates enough turbulence to topple nearby buidings."
"That, and the two of you've never been able to hold him together for more than five minutes," Jyou adds. "And then you both spend the next week alternating between sleeping and throwing up."
Sora tilts her head, giving a slightly helpless, slightly exasperated smile to Barry at the mention of the Penmon.
"Yes, I -- ran into a Penmon on the way here. He wanted to tell me the tragic tale of Penmonhime," she says. "It took a ... while ... for him to tell it." She glances quickly back at Yamato and Cisco. "-- And I hope Yamato's competitive streak didn't cause too many problems for you and Monzaemon."
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Glancing at Yamato, and glad to see him looking less pensive, Barry gives a chuckle.
"It was a good race. I think they all pulled out all the stops before the end of it."
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He slides the notepad under his arm for a moment, pressing his wrist computer and bringing up a small hologram of Omegamon: A shimmering white robotic knight with a white and red cape billowing behind it, and oddly mismatched arms: One bright orange with a metallic dinosaur's head for a hand, and one dark blue with a metallic wolf's head for a hand.
Sora chuckles slightly. "I'm glad to hear it. About the race, I mean. The Penmon are ..." she pauses for a moment, thinking, "... interesting. We managed to never run into them before, but they seem to be all over the place now."
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Looking at the image, he continues to grin.
"Yep. That's awesome."
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"I actually got that reference!" Jyou says, raising an arm.
Sora smiles a little, shaking her head. "They certainly make things livelier around here."
As they talk, they reach the edge of the Misty Woods and the start of the rainforest: The fog and coniferous trees abruptly end, replaced with the densely packed broadleaf evergreens typical of a tropical rainforest. The heat and humidity rise sharply as soon as they step over the boundary.
Fairly distantly, there are the sounds of dinosaurs roaring, although closely listening makes it sound like there are two dinosaurs roaring "Brooooo," back and forth at each other.
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