Yamato Ishida (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
angry_friendship_wolf) wrote2019-03-11 07:57 pm
angry_friendship_wolf) wrote2019-03-11 07:57 pm
[tri OOM] It you.
Railroad Town is bustling, but something tells Yamato it’s not as bustling as it could be. Several shops are shut, the market seems to have too many and too large gaps between occupied stalls, and he has to spend an hour hunting through the city before he finds anywhere open with a network connection.
(There’s a shrine to the Crest of Knowledge, he notes, but surprisingly it doesn’t have any kind of network ports. Apart from one Flymon brushing the steps with a broom, it doesn’t even look like anyone’s visited in a while.)
The network is slow. Incredibly slow. But eventually, he gets a message sent out to the others, hoping that their D-Terminals or phones or whatever computing device they’re carrying will be connected to the network. Hoping that they’re alive and searching as well.
Two nervewracking hours later, he and Gabumon are still sitting there.
“Were you going to take the Mystery Man’s deal?” Gabumon asks, eventually.
Yamato frowns, staring intently at the empty messenger screen. “There weren’t a whole lot of other options.”
He feels Gabumon bristle next to him. “We could’ve figured something out. If you trusted me.”
The beep of the messenger mercifully keeps Yamato from having to reply to that.
Taichi: Hey! I’ve been trying to get a hold of you for nearly a week.
Yamato: Worried about me?
Taichi: Naaaaaaaaah. Listen, Agumon and I landed over on Folder Continent. We’re safe, and we’ve found Jyou, Gomamon, Hikari, and Plotmon. They’re all fine, apart from What about you?
Yamato expels a breath he didn’t know that he’d been holding. Only people unaccounted for now were Sora, Koushiro, and Palmon.
Yamato: Landed in the Server Desert. Mimi, Takeru, Patamon, and Tentomon are all here, and we’re pretty sure there are two more somewhere in town. We’re a stone’s throw away from the Great Lake Area, too.
Taichi: Pretty close to one of Daisuke’s team, then. We’re about a week’s walk away from where another of them should be being kept. If you go after whoever’s cooped up in the Great Lake Area, we’ll go after whoever’s at Full Metal City.
Yamato: All right, stay safe. Any word on Sora, Koushiro, or Palmon? One of them would’ve landed at File Island.
Sora: That was me.
Yamato blinks. How long had Sora been watching their conversation? He’s almost not sure how he feels about her being the one on File Island. It puts her so far away that she can’t help him or Taichi, but at the same time, that’s where Piyomon is. If Yamato was superstitious, he’d wonder if the universe was giving them another chance at patching things up.
Sora: There’s more, too. Meiko’s here.
Taichi: Wait, Meiko? How’d she even get here?
Yamato: She shouldn’t be able to open the Gate.
Sora: I don’t think she did. I don’t know if Meicoomon dragged her here through a distortion, or if we somehow opened the Gate without realising it, but she’s here now. I’ll keep an eye on her.
There’s a pause. A minute. Two minutes. Five minutes. Yamato doesn’t have to see Taichi to know that he’s doing the exact same thing that Yamato is: Hovering his fingers over the keys, trying to figure out how best to encourage Sora to try again with Piyomon.
Sora: I’m signing out for now. I’ll update you two when I know more.
Sora has signed out.
Apparently Sora doesn’t have to see either of them to know what they’re doing, either.
Taichi: … All right, I guess we’re splitting into three teams. Team Taichi’s on rescuing whoever’s at Full Metal City. I hope it’s Iori, the others are just going to be a pain to deal with.
Yamato: I hope it’s Daisuke, so that you have to suffer for the rest of this trip.
Taichi: And Team Yamato is on rescuing whoever’s at the Great Lakes Area. Which I hope is Daisuke, and then you can be the one who has to keep him in line.
Yamato: Die in a fire.
Taichi: And Team Sora is making sure Meiko doesn’t die in the wilderness. Which is both the least glamourous and most difficult job. Well, until one of us finds Daisuke, and then that becomes the most difficult job.
Yamato: Right. I’ll update you when I’ve found Koushiro and Palmon.
Taichi: Good.
Taichi has signed out.
Taichi has signed in.
Taichi: [Attached grumpywolf.gif]
Taichi: It you.
Taichi has signed out.
Yamato sighs, shutting the window and disconnecting his wrist computer. Six out of eight members of the team are safe, and even if they’re split up, that’s a weight off his mind. From outside the cafe, he sees Takeru and Mimi wave to him, and he drains the last of his coffee, heading outside.
“Any luck, aniki?” Takeru asks.
“Taichi, Jyou, Hikari and their partners are all on Folder Continent. Sora’s on File Island,” Yamato says. “Which means we’re looking for Koushiro and Palmon.”
He sees Mimi straighten up a little at that. She’d hidden it well (which, he noted, was unusual for Mimi), but it only makes sense that she would be worried about her partner.
“We’ve actually got a lead on that, thanks to our charm and winning personalities. You not being around was probably useful for that,” Takeru chirps.
“Thanks.”
Mimi jabs a finger at the highest part of the town: The castle, held aloft by platforms and railways. “People are saying that not too long ago, the lord of the town took a human prisoner. Something about spying. So we can just go and ask if he’ll please give our friend back, and explain that Koushiro’s not a spy.”
“Right, right,” Takeru beams. “We just need to go and see Lord Goemon.”
Yamato grimaces. “Please tell me he’s not actually called Goemon.”
“Doesn’t it just fill you with confidence that he’s going to be a relaxed and reasonable sorta guy?” Mimi asks.
“I just hate this town already,” Yamato mutters. “I hate this whole desert. Nothing good has ever come out of the Server Desert. Let’s just … let’s just go. I want to get this over with.”
(There’s a shrine to the Crest of Knowledge, he notes, but surprisingly it doesn’t have any kind of network ports. Apart from one Flymon brushing the steps with a broom, it doesn’t even look like anyone’s visited in a while.)
The network is slow. Incredibly slow. But eventually, he gets a message sent out to the others, hoping that their D-Terminals or phones or whatever computing device they’re carrying will be connected to the network. Hoping that they’re alive and searching as well.
Two nervewracking hours later, he and Gabumon are still sitting there.
“Were you going to take the Mystery Man’s deal?” Gabumon asks, eventually.
Yamato frowns, staring intently at the empty messenger screen. “There weren’t a whole lot of other options.”
He feels Gabumon bristle next to him. “We could’ve figured something out. If you trusted me.”
The beep of the messenger mercifully keeps Yamato from having to reply to that.
Taichi: Hey! I’ve been trying to get a hold of you for nearly a week.
Yamato: Worried about me?
Taichi: Naaaaaaaaah. Listen, Agumon and I landed over on Folder Continent. We’re safe, and we’ve found Jyou, Gomamon, Hikari, and Plotmon. They’re all fine, apart from What about you?
Yamato expels a breath he didn’t know that he’d been holding. Only people unaccounted for now were Sora, Koushiro, and Palmon.
Yamato: Landed in the Server Desert. Mimi, Takeru, Patamon, and Tentomon are all here, and we’re pretty sure there are two more somewhere in town. We’re a stone’s throw away from the Great Lake Area, too.
Taichi: Pretty close to one of Daisuke’s team, then. We’re about a week’s walk away from where another of them should be being kept. If you go after whoever’s cooped up in the Great Lake Area, we’ll go after whoever’s at Full Metal City.
Yamato: All right, stay safe. Any word on Sora, Koushiro, or Palmon? One of them would’ve landed at File Island.
Sora: That was me.
Yamato blinks. How long had Sora been watching their conversation? He’s almost not sure how he feels about her being the one on File Island. It puts her so far away that she can’t help him or Taichi, but at the same time, that’s where Piyomon is. If Yamato was superstitious, he’d wonder if the universe was giving them another chance at patching things up.
Sora: There’s more, too. Meiko’s here.
Taichi: Wait, Meiko? How’d she even get here?
Yamato: She shouldn’t be able to open the Gate.
Sora: I don’t think she did. I don’t know if Meicoomon dragged her here through a distortion, or if we somehow opened the Gate without realising it, but she’s here now. I’ll keep an eye on her.
There’s a pause. A minute. Two minutes. Five minutes. Yamato doesn’t have to see Taichi to know that he’s doing the exact same thing that Yamato is: Hovering his fingers over the keys, trying to figure out how best to encourage Sora to try again with Piyomon.
Sora: I’m signing out for now. I’ll update you two when I know more.
Sora has signed out.
Apparently Sora doesn’t have to see either of them to know what they’re doing, either.
Taichi: … All right, I guess we’re splitting into three teams. Team Taichi’s on rescuing whoever’s at Full Metal City. I hope it’s Iori, the others are just going to be a pain to deal with.
Yamato: I hope it’s Daisuke, so that you have to suffer for the rest of this trip.
Taichi: And Team Yamato is on rescuing whoever’s at the Great Lakes Area. Which I hope is Daisuke, and then you can be the one who has to keep him in line.
Yamato: Die in a fire.
Taichi: And Team Sora is making sure Meiko doesn’t die in the wilderness. Which is both the least glamourous and most difficult job. Well, until one of us finds Daisuke, and then that becomes the most difficult job.
Yamato: Right. I’ll update you when I’ve found Koushiro and Palmon.
Taichi: Good.
Taichi has signed out.
Taichi has signed in.
Taichi: [Attached grumpywolf.gif]
Taichi: It you.
Taichi has signed out.
Yamato sighs, shutting the window and disconnecting his wrist computer. Six out of eight members of the team are safe, and even if they’re split up, that’s a weight off his mind. From outside the cafe, he sees Takeru and Mimi wave to him, and he drains the last of his coffee, heading outside.
“Any luck, aniki?” Takeru asks.
“Taichi, Jyou, Hikari and their partners are all on Folder Continent. Sora’s on File Island,” Yamato says. “Which means we’re looking for Koushiro and Palmon.”
He sees Mimi straighten up a little at that. She’d hidden it well (which, he noted, was unusual for Mimi), but it only makes sense that she would be worried about her partner.
“We’ve actually got a lead on that, thanks to our charm and winning personalities. You not being around was probably useful for that,” Takeru chirps.
“Thanks.”
Mimi jabs a finger at the highest part of the town: The castle, held aloft by platforms and railways. “People are saying that not too long ago, the lord of the town took a human prisoner. Something about spying. So we can just go and ask if he’ll please give our friend back, and explain that Koushiro’s not a spy.”
“Right, right,” Takeru beams. “We just need to go and see Lord Goemon.”
Yamato grimaces. “Please tell me he’s not actually called Goemon.”
“Doesn’t it just fill you with confidence that he’s going to be a relaxed and reasonable sorta guy?” Mimi asks.
“I just hate this town already,” Yamato mutters. “I hate this whole desert. Nothing good has ever come out of the Server Desert. Let’s just … let’s just go. I want to get this over with.”