Yamato Ishida (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
angry_friendship_wolf) wrote2019-05-24 11:36 pm
angry_friendship_wolf) wrote2019-05-24 11:36 pm
[tri OOM] Hawkmon plays 'Sir Not Speaking In This OOM.'
They get Miyako bundled back onto the Trailmon and start the trip back to town, all settling into one cramped carriage, with her and Hawkmon on a makeshift bed in the middle. For a while, she seems to be fast asleep.
“Everything still okay with your … ?” Yamato asks Koushiro and Mimi once they clear the Great Lake Area, tapping his chest in demonstration.
“No problems yet!” Mimi chirps, giving him a thumbs up. “It’s completely fine.”
“Our links to Tentomon and Palmon seem to be holding, and we’re emitting energy at pre-Reboot levels,” Koushiro says, working at his laptop. “Digivice functions have returned, although our tracking programs are only picking up each other, not you or Takeru.”
“No change in our status, then,” Yamato says. “But I expected that much already. If you two got your powers back, it should at least be possible for the rest of us to get ours back as well.”
“Best working theory right now is that it was a mental block,” Koushiro says. “Or perhaps our Crests closed themselves off to protect themselves from the Reboot, and then couldn’t re-establish the connection until we opened it from our end.”
“Doesn’t matter either way, right? We know how to fix things now,” Mimi adds. “We find everyone else a therapist Digimon and get you all to talk out your problems.”
Yamato hears Takeru bark a derisive laugh at that, and that’s apparently enough to wake Miyako, as Yamato sees her eyelids flutter rapidly before she just about bolts upright in bed, exhaling sharply.
“What ha -- …”
“Miyako!” Mimi yells, flinging her arms around Miyako. “Welcome back.”
Miyako gives a surprised noise, practically toppling off the bed. She’s quick to throw her arms around Mimi in response, though, as soon as she rights herself.
“What happened?” She asks, after a few seconds of hugging. “Last thing I remember, we were fighting on File Island …”
“That would be back in April, right?” Yamato says, folding his arms. “It’s been a little under five months.”
“Five months?!” Miyako asks, eyes widening.
“The Bureau has been doing its best to cover up your disappearance. As far as anyone knows, you, Daisuke, Iori, and Ken have all been on a trip to Germany, and the disturbances in air travel have stopped you from coming back to Japan,” Koushiro says. “Sorry. They even managed to fool us.”
“Five months …” Miyako repeats, blinking. “That explains why I’m starving.”
“We’ll get you food as soon as we get back to town,” Yamato says. “For now, I need you to tell me everything that happened.”
---
‘Everything that happened’ is apparently not a lot -- or rather, Miyako doesn’t remember much of it.
She remembers their initial trip to Germany, and being approached by a Bureau agent (“I think she gave her name?” Miyako hazards. “But everything’s so blurry right now,”) to inform them that there was trouble in the Digital World, and that none of the main team could be contacted.
“So a trap, then,” Takeru says.
“We don’t know that,” Koushiro replies. “There would have been trouble in the Digital World around that time. The Infection was just starting to take hold.”
“But any of us could have been contacted about it. It’s not like we were off the grid, we were going about our day to day lives on Odaiba,” Takeru replies. “Agent Nishijima was seeing you, Taichi, Sora, and Yamato every day at school.”
“So it’s a lie,” Yamato says, frowning. “But that doesn’t mean it was a trap. There is another reason why the Bureau wouldn’t want us to go to the Digital World, and why they’d try to hide that. Meiko had just been moved to Odaiba specifically because we would be there to protect her and Meicoomon.”
“Meiko’s dad is on the Bureau’s board, right? Professor Mochizuki. He’s pretty much a founding member, y’know?” Mimi says. “I bet he’d want us to stick around on Odaiba, and he wouldn’t want anyone else finding out about Meiko.”
“Or it was a trap,” Takeru says, obstinately, “and they waited until Daisuke and his team were away from the rest of us, and then lured them to the Digital World, because if the Mystery Man wants hostages, it’s easier to subdue the four of them than the eight of us. Occam’s Razor.
“We don’t have enough information to know,” Yamato says, shaking his head. “So we continue with the mission as planned. Miyako, we’ll get you back to town and give you some time to rest, and then we’ll move on up north.”
“Rescuing the others?” Miyako asks, more than a little excitedly. “Cool. Oh! I can look over all of Koushiro’s data while I’m resting. I bet I can find something that all of you overlooked.”
“That’s not … that’s not resting,” Yamato says, scraping a hand through his hair. “But fine. If that’s how you want to spend your recovery, I won’t stop you.”
“Everything still okay with your … ?” Yamato asks Koushiro and Mimi once they clear the Great Lake Area, tapping his chest in demonstration.
“No problems yet!” Mimi chirps, giving him a thumbs up. “It’s completely fine.”
“Our links to Tentomon and Palmon seem to be holding, and we’re emitting energy at pre-Reboot levels,” Koushiro says, working at his laptop. “Digivice functions have returned, although our tracking programs are only picking up each other, not you or Takeru.”
“No change in our status, then,” Yamato says. “But I expected that much already. If you two got your powers back, it should at least be possible for the rest of us to get ours back as well.”
“Best working theory right now is that it was a mental block,” Koushiro says. “Or perhaps our Crests closed themselves off to protect themselves from the Reboot, and then couldn’t re-establish the connection until we opened it from our end.”
“Doesn’t matter either way, right? We know how to fix things now,” Mimi adds. “We find everyone else a therapist Digimon and get you all to talk out your problems.”
Yamato hears Takeru bark a derisive laugh at that, and that’s apparently enough to wake Miyako, as Yamato sees her eyelids flutter rapidly before she just about bolts upright in bed, exhaling sharply.
“What ha -- …”
“Miyako!” Mimi yells, flinging her arms around Miyako. “Welcome back.”
Miyako gives a surprised noise, practically toppling off the bed. She’s quick to throw her arms around Mimi in response, though, as soon as she rights herself.
“What happened?” She asks, after a few seconds of hugging. “Last thing I remember, we were fighting on File Island …”
“That would be back in April, right?” Yamato says, folding his arms. “It’s been a little under five months.”
“Five months?!” Miyako asks, eyes widening.
“The Bureau has been doing its best to cover up your disappearance. As far as anyone knows, you, Daisuke, Iori, and Ken have all been on a trip to Germany, and the disturbances in air travel have stopped you from coming back to Japan,” Koushiro says. “Sorry. They even managed to fool us.”
“Five months …” Miyako repeats, blinking. “That explains why I’m starving.”
“We’ll get you food as soon as we get back to town,” Yamato says. “For now, I need you to tell me everything that happened.”
‘Everything that happened’ is apparently not a lot -- or rather, Miyako doesn’t remember much of it.
She remembers their initial trip to Germany, and being approached by a Bureau agent (“I think she gave her name?” Miyako hazards. “But everything’s so blurry right now,”) to inform them that there was trouble in the Digital World, and that none of the main team could be contacted.
“So a trap, then,” Takeru says.
“We don’t know that,” Koushiro replies. “There would have been trouble in the Digital World around that time. The Infection was just starting to take hold.”
“But any of us could have been contacted about it. It’s not like we were off the grid, we were going about our day to day lives on Odaiba,” Takeru replies. “Agent Nishijima was seeing you, Taichi, Sora, and Yamato every day at school.”
“So it’s a lie,” Yamato says, frowning. “But that doesn’t mean it was a trap. There is another reason why the Bureau wouldn’t want us to go to the Digital World, and why they’d try to hide that. Meiko had just been moved to Odaiba specifically because we would be there to protect her and Meicoomon.”
“Meiko’s dad is on the Bureau’s board, right? Professor Mochizuki. He’s pretty much a founding member, y’know?” Mimi says. “I bet he’d want us to stick around on Odaiba, and he wouldn’t want anyone else finding out about Meiko.”
“Or it was a trap,” Takeru says, obstinately, “and they waited until Daisuke and his team were away from the rest of us, and then lured them to the Digital World, because if the Mystery Man wants hostages, it’s easier to subdue the four of them than the eight of us. Occam’s Razor.
“We don’t have enough information to know,” Yamato says, shaking his head. “So we continue with the mission as planned. Miyako, we’ll get you back to town and give you some time to rest, and then we’ll move on up north.”
“Rescuing the others?” Miyako asks, more than a little excitedly. “Cool. Oh! I can look over all of Koushiro’s data while I’m resting. I bet I can find something that all of you overlooked.”
“That’s not … that’s not resting,” Yamato says, scraping a hand through his hair. “But fine. If that’s how you want to spend your recovery, I won’t stop you.”