"... I'll allow that it's cute when he gets all fight-ed out and goes to sleep after a battle," Jyou allows. "Usually on the battlefield."
There's a rather insistent beeping from his digivice, and he opens up a holographic map, squinting at a trail of energy signatures moving through the streets of Odaiba. Across the Bay, up in the sky, there's a twinkle of red light as another digivice starts reacting.
"-- I'm going to guess that's the Fastman," Jyou says. "Because that's a lot of kinetic energy."
MadLeomon barely even realises Barry's coming. His eyes start to widen, a split-second before that punch lands, as if he's suddenly clocked the lightning and the blur and the way the air's being disturbed, but that realisation doesn't help.
His head snaps to one side, and a moment later he goes flying backwards, his entire body flickering like a computer glitch, before it vanishes and a glass sphere, blue with a tiny spark of blue light buzzing about it, drops to the ground. It stays there for a moment, humming, before MadLeomon's body rematerialises around it, breathing but unconscious.
A few seconds pass. He doesn't seem to be waking up any time soon.
There's a brief pause, before a hologram starts to appear next to Barry. Not Yamato this time, but Koushiro. "I'm picking up some -- ..." He doesn't get to say anything more, as the hologram turns staticky and vanishes.
But there is someone applauding now. A slow, almost sardonic clap, as they approach, stepping over MadLeomon.
"Well, that's something to see." It's Yamato's voice, but not Yamato's inflections, and by the looks of the speaker, it's Yamato's face and body -- albeit lacking any of the bruises or blood he had when he called Barry earlier -- but with a sunny smile that's distinctly unlike him.
The not-Yamato speaker makes a show of holding up his hands in mock-surrender, slowing to a stop. "Don't worry, aniki, I'm not here to fight. My interests are purely scientific."
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There's a rather insistent beeping from his digivice, and he opens up a holographic map, squinting at a trail of energy signatures moving through the streets of Odaiba. Across the Bay, up in the sky, there's a twinkle of red light as another digivice starts reacting.
"-- I'm going to guess that's the Fastman," Jyou says. "Because that's a lot of kinetic energy."
MadLeomon barely even realises Barry's coming. His eyes start to widen, a split-second before that punch lands, as if he's suddenly clocked the lightning and the blur and the way the air's being disturbed, but that realisation doesn't help.
His head snaps to one side, and a moment later he goes flying backwards, his entire body flickering like a computer glitch, before it vanishes and a glass sphere, blue with a tiny spark of blue light buzzing about it, drops to the ground. It stays there for a moment, humming, before MadLeomon's body rematerialises around it, breathing but unconscious.
A few seconds pass. He doesn't seem to be waking up any time soon.
There's a brief pause, before a hologram starts to appear next to Barry. Not Yamato this time, but Koushiro. "I'm picking up some -- ..." He doesn't get to say anything more, as the hologram turns staticky and vanishes.
But there is someone applauding now. A slow, almost sardonic clap, as they approach, stepping over MadLeomon.
"Well, that's something to see." It's Yamato's voice, but not Yamato's inflections, and by the looks of the speaker, it's Yamato's face and body -- albeit lacking any of the bruises or blood he had when he called Barry earlier -- but with a sunny smile that's distinctly unlike him.
The not-Yamato speaker makes a show of holding up his hands in mock-surrender, slowing to a stop. "Don't worry, aniki, I'm not here to fight. My interests are purely scientific."