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Post by faceofbear on Oct 5, 2011 12:41:38 GMT -5
Hiro's eyes drifted around the room, no one in a true stance of aggression. His guard was pretty low and so were his eye lids themselves. Watching Kazai stand up, he slowly followed suit and stood by her side, stretching his back out somewhat in the process. On the request that that all de-digivolve, Hiro snapped his fingers lightly before pulling out his digivice and forcing Agumon back down into the form of Koromon. Koromon then jumping on his shoulder, using the chair and then the table behind Hiro to gain height. Koromon didn't hate this form so much as it was inconvenient, such a loss in height and ability was just plain annoying for him. Hiro looking over his shoulder at Koromon who closed his eyes, a bit frustrated by the meeting already.
Hiro didn't speak so much as he just listened, listened to everything. Heard everything. Saw everything. This was a rare chance to watch people in a group setting up close, being the type of person he was Hiro saw this as a golden chance. He watched the way people interacted, the mask that they put on when in the public eye gave Hiro a bit of glee inside. Could they really be trying so hard to not be themselves but to be what society has deemed to be self? His stomach began to twist itself in knots and his attention was quickly moved back to Kazai, listening to her words as she spoke them. Taking into consideration the precise connotation by which she was speaking. [/size]
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Post by yagami on Oct 5, 2011 20:05:56 GMT -5
Involutarily raising a single eyebrow in mild confusion at the comment from Ishida's younger brother, Ryusuke moved away from the door and went to the wall opposite the one Kazai was sitting near, more or less the back of the room where there were fewer people. Placing his hands in his pockets and leaning against the wall with Monodramon followed him, careful not to bump into any of the other digimon, the pair more or less sat in silence as they waited for Kazai to speak. Ryusuke didn't understand what exactly she hoped to accomplish by gathered so many partnered humans and digimon together like this, but she was far from stupid, a fact that Ryusuke knew rather well, and that was enough for him to trust that she knew what she was doing. If things began to go downhill for whatever reason, well, that was that - Ryusuke generally landed on his feet more often than not anyways, so the no so slim possibility that something might go wrong didn't concern him all that much. Besides, Monodramon was there - while the little dragon had proved to make a habit of making Ryusuke's life more difficult, he could not deny that he'd saved Ryusuke's ass more than once, and was at least reliable as far as that went. From Kazai's opening words it'd been well worth coming, though - while his last week and a half hadn't exactly been uneventful, from the sound of it quite a bit had happened in Ryusuke's world as well, and this would serve as an easy way to catch up on current events.
Or at least that was what he'd thought, until Kazai had finished speaking, Ryusuke's eyes widening slightly in open surprise at her last few words. It was possible to force Monodramon back into his In Training stage? It would certainly make getting back home easier, but as Ryusuke looked down at Monodramon and then back up towards the front of the room he realized he had no way of even beginning to understand how to go about forcing the change, even after watching two of the other partnered digimon revert, one with the use of their digivice and one without it, neither of which was much help. So far the whole digivolving process had been more or less a product of trial and error - it didn't necessarilly work when they needed it or when it would've been convenient, it simply happened, and even Monodramon seemed to know next to nothing beyond what it was. Using the digivice wasn't exactly a viable option in Ryusuke's mind, either - so far the thing had remained dead to his touch except for when he'd used it to travel back and forth between the digital world, or when the thing came to life on its own when or because of Monodramon digivolved, although from middle schooler's use of it Ryusuke's suspicions that it was connected or even what allowed digivolving were strengthened. Still, none of that really helped them there, and while Ryusuke didn't exactly like the idea, he admitted that they kenw more than he did on the subject.
"...... yeah, we don't know how to do that. The whole process so far has more or less been either at random or by instinct." Ryusuke said rather abashedly, tentatively raising his left arm to be seen from the back of the classroom. Monodramon, while completely unashamed for his part, merely remained silent, interested to see how things would play out and curious about the numerous other partner digimon.
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Post by anima on Oct 5, 2011 20:36:55 GMT -5
Sakura could only watch tensely as the situation panned out. Fortunately the Agumon's partner was able to stop him, and Coronamon soon lost interest in the Agumon, though was clearly still angered by the Agumon's initial remark. Sakura sighed. They had come to hear what Kazai had to say, not to pick fights. If their digimon couldn't work together, there would definitely be problems.
"I don't like either of their styles." Wanyamon muttered, only loud enough for Sakura to hear her. One that was so presumptuous they'd judge a digimon just from looking at them. The other was such a hot-head he reacted to such an insignificant remark. She couldn't even hold her rookie form currently, but she was still feeling like she was the adult looking down at a pair of weak minded children.
Sakura smiled softly at her partner's words. "Don't let them hear you saying that." She whispered to her digimon as she went to choose a seat. During the whole mess, they had been joined by Yagami Ryusuke. Sakura knew his face from school, being the boy with the bionic arm made him easily recognizable. He also shared a family name with a childhood friend of her parents, though she was unaware of the relation, if there was any.
After it seemed like no one else was coming, Kazai had finally spoken up to start things off. First thing on the agenda, dedigivolving their partners down to size. Obviously she didn't have any need to, but she was also unfamiliar with how to force a dedigivolution, so she was interested in finding out how it was done. Fortunately Ryusuke had brought up the question himself, saving her the need to raise it herself, and she listened intently for the answer.
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Post by misaka on Oct 6, 2011 17:05:34 GMT -5
It was at this point that the door opened once more, though it would be Misaka that emerged from behind it. Dusting off her soccer uniform, the teen blinked as she realized just how crowded the room was. It was quite the surprise, considering how she hadn't expected this many people to arrive at this meeting. But her surprise was covered with a smile as she rubbed her hand behind her neck, believing herself to be late.
"Oops..Um...sorry for running late...."
There were many questions that came to mind as she walked into the computer lab, one of them being who half the people in the room were? While she recognized a few faces, there were many that she didn't know. The second would have to be how someone who spent much of their time avoiding people could have come into contact with so many? Maybe what she had heard was true? Kazai was indeed opening up more.
"We didn't miss anything did we?"
Looking towards Ryu with a grin, Misaka then nodded towards her younger sibling, giggling as she couldn't help but be proud of her new social gathering. It was just so special to see her around other people. Even DemiVeemon couldn't help but smile at this many digimon, jumping out of the teen's bag and landing on the ground with a soft thud.
"So many new friends! Yay!"
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Post by hanzo on Oct 6, 2011 22:22:28 GMT -5
Hanzō was curious as to how to explain it to them. From how he did it, was compared to his emotional state. Could she possible explain that feeling to them? His ears were opened wide to hear what she would say. Well, now all he had to do was wait for her to speak.
Kyokyomon's little eyebrow rose to their questions. They didn't figure that out. Maybe it was for the fact that some of them were new partners. Maybe they haven't connected properly with a strong emotional bond. He had found this out recently when he himself digivolved to Greymon X.
The emotion from Hanzō, that he had felt, distinguishable like no other. The since of him wanting to save Ryudamon from a champion digimon was strong. That was what he felt right? Maybe it was something else that he was mistaking that feeling for. Digivolve worked in the same way when learn how to control it.
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Post by kazai on Oct 7, 2011 2:33:18 GMT -5
For the most part, it now seemed that everyone had figured out how to go back to his or her in-training form. That was good, however there were just a couple people who were still having difficulty with this. That was... quite a drag. It would make things a lot harder. Actually, Kazai had just considered calling the meeting off and sending everyone home. It seemed like the favorable decision. Having everyone here like this with giant digimon in a room... just didn't seem favorable. She also had to consider how these people were going to walk home without being seen. Luckily though, it was night time. She simply slapped her right palm to her forehead and shook her head.
"Forget it," Kazai huffed in frustration. She then turned to Petitmamon, who was still sitting on the desk and listening patiently for whatever Kazai was going to say in the meeting. She was pretty interested at this point.
"Petitmamon, go stand guard," Kazai sighed. The digimon would then obey. She flapped her wings and made her way to the door. She turned the knob and pulled the door open. Following which, she flew outside. The door closed itself after her. She went out the hallway's window and on the school rooftop. This would allow her to see if anyone entered the building from outside.
Kazai finally returned her attention to her classmates and seniors. Now that the headache had calmed a bit, Kazai was ready to get things started. She took a deep breath.
"ANYWAY!... As I was going to say. There is a reason, I believe, to why Digimon are appearing in the real world. And it seems to me that it is related to a group which I have come across rather recently. They have Digimon.. and sell them as slaves," Kazai explained. Perhaps it wasn't the best explanation, but she did wish to get her point across to everyone. She felt she could have been much more passionate, but everyone's lack of cooperation in making it to In-training had thrown her off guard.
"Quite frankly, we don't know much more about the organization than that they are enslaving Digimon. Their name is A.I.R., but it seems like a good place to start," she theorized.
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Post by yagami on Oct 7, 2011 14:33:20 GMT -5
Hearing a familiar voice cut in just after Ryusuke had asked his own question, the teen lowered his left arm halfway down before automatically glancing over to the door to see Misaka walk into the room. At least he wasn't alone in being relatively late to the meeting, plus on the bright side it was a face he recognized quite well.
"No, not much. I just got here myself." Ryusuke said, answering Misaka's question when no one else did. Tough room...... while Monodramon seemed to be loving the atmosphere, perfectly happy to be involved if a fight did eventually break out, Ryusuke was wondering again what exactly Kazai had in mind by gathering so many people in one place like this. While Kazai may have been very intelligent, she wasn't exactly what Ryusuke would have called charismatic, and gathering people together and getting them to do what you wanted in an organized manner were two completely different things. While Ryusuke himself had come both as a favor to a friend, fellow MAC member and Misaka's little sister on top of wanting to know exactly how the hell he'd gotten involved and what it all meant, he had no idea how she'd gotten the other people here, let alone how she knew or even found them. Either she'd changed a great deal during the week and a half that he'd been gone, or he'd never known her as well as he thought he had from the start.
As DemiVeemon hoped out of Misaka's bag and Kazai started speaking again, casually shrugging off Ryusuke's question with an irritated air - alright, so maybe she hadn't changed all that much - Ryusuke turned his attention back to her and the front of the room. What Kazai said next was already known to him, at least through association. While he didn't know much beyond what Kazai had already said, it was still a reminder that he wasn't going to get out of any of the more recent developments in his life - too many people he knew were involved, and he'd never been one to run away from things when people he knew or cared about were part of things. Lowering his left arm and crossing it across his chest with his right, Ryusuke settled in to continue listening - with any luck what she wanted to discuss with the people gathered there would answer a few more of his questions before they needed asking.
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Post by stark on Oct 9, 2011 14:01:56 GMT -5
”No, I will not,” Coronamon’s answer was immediate, and final. He refused to revert back to his lower form in the presence of these other digimon, such as Agumon. The fool listened and de-digivolved into his preceding form, but the fiery cat had no intention of doing so himself. It was a dumb request anyway, stupid and pointless. In that form, he was weaker, and that he refused to submit to. Besides, his sister had hardly reverted back to her in training form herself, seeing that made Coronamon even more adamant about staying in his rookie form.
While Coronamon was merely being stubborn, Ryutaro was entirely oblivious. He couldn’t care less about what form his partner was in, the important thing here was the point of the meeting. They had something important to talk about, didn’t they? So why worry about something as trivial as de-digivolving their partners? Kazai was just wasting time. ”Yeah, yeah...” the boy sighed, he was ready to shout out something along the lines of ‘get on with it already’, but before he could, the girl had finally decided to take this meeting where it had been intended to go.
”A.I.R, huh? But what’s the point of enslaving digimon and selling them? I thought most people don’t even know these creatures exist.”
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Post by misaka on Oct 9, 2011 20:45:16 GMT -5
Misaka nodded towards Ryusuke, blinking as she could hear the irritation within the girl's voice as she continued to address everyone in the room. It also appeared that a lot of the people in the room weren't really listening or accepting what she was saying. Perhaps it was due to her just stating off facts or the supposed request of having all the digimon revert to their In-training forms. Even Misaka still wasn't sure how to that happened. It just seemed to occur every time she returned from the Digital World with Veemon. The dragon would similar reappeared along side her as DemiVeemon.
"She's not doing very well is she?"
Holding a blank expression on her face, the teen stood beside her friend with a calm expression. Crossing her arms over her chest, she then glanced around to see if she could spot Tyern. After all, she had invited him to this as well. But so far, she hadn't seen him so maybe she had arrived before him? Either way, it didn't look like there would be much time for her to wait on him. Besides, she would have to assist Kazai in this, especially since Ryutaro had asked a question that was related to something she had recently been considering as well.
"They don't Ryutaro....Which is one of the things that has been bugging me too...."
Saying that, the young girl began to move towards the front, leaving DemiVeemon next to Ryusuke and his partner. Standing beside Kazai, she smiled towards her and then took on a serious expression as she continued.
"During my own visit to the Digital World, I found out that AIR isn't the first group to ever arrive in the world. Neiither are we for that matter. It seems that a group of people called, The Digi-destined, also ventured through the world as well. They even saved it from destruction. Many of the Digimon there respect them, which is why a lot of them aren't too quick to attack or even try and start a fight"
Misaka then smiled as she nodded her head in confidence.
" The connection to why they enslave Digimon has to be related to the reason why no one has ever heard of the Digital World, or maybe even why Digi-vices are being sent out to humans now and maybe even the Digi-destined of the past. Which is why we need to work together...all of us...But before we do anything, we should gather up what everyone knows so far..Any volunteers?"
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Post by faceofbear on Oct 10, 2011 0:25:18 GMT -5
Hiro could only survey the area, his eyes fixated. Cold, steady, on every person walking in the room. The one known Misaka was late. Misaka? Kazai's sister? He deduced it to be so, even though he had no basis for it. They did not look similar or anything of the sort but siblings being digidestined together didn't seem so farfetched and simply wrote it off as a coincidence. He didn't look at her for too long, standing next to Kazai, he was focused more on the digimon than their partners really. Such a wide range, all looking so... dissimilar. They were like animals on Earth and yet at the same time not, the way they moved and even the way their bodies shaped and formed. The contours were familiar and yet all too alien.
Hiro was debating on speaking, for a good while so anyway. Biting his lower lip a bit he had to refrain, he could see the rising tension in the air though. Koromon on his shoulder, Hiro closed his eyes all the way and let his lip go from his teeth. Speaking slowly "One could understand the point of selling Digimon into slavery. They offer a type power that is unmatched. The very fact that they are so unknown is also one of the greatest selling points for them. The A.I.R. members can sell you this creature, this creature is imbued with all manner of what most would call a mystical power. You, as the owner, determine how this power is used and the enslaved Digimon blindly follows the will. It's like hiring a soldier of fortune that cannot disobey you. A rather good proposition, don't you agree?" Flawless inductive prowess, his eyes still closed, the somewhat profound words of the strange boy who had only before stared at people would certainly shock most in the room. Cutting off Misaka a bit at the end of her own speech, feeling it to be a little bland and lacking any deduction at all. "Me and Koromon are partners, this is important to him. What he doesn't like, I do not like. The buying and selling of Digimon as slaves is a mockery of our friendship. I don't know about the rest of you but having a Digimon has completely changed my life and made me a better person." Looking to Koromon on his shoulder, tears welling up in the pink Digimon's tears. Hiro was so cool... sometimes. "You don't have to join us. I won't tell you that it's going to be easy, or it's going to be a smooth ride. I can't even tell you if we will win, I am not even sure how deep their organization permeates every day life. I just can't stand idly by while others, especially those like my friend Koromon, are exploited." His words reverberating in the room, causing a shock of silence to wash over those involved. He expected nearly everyone to leave, why risk their necks? They were just kids, mostly, after all. To ask them to take up arms is a bit... irresponsible. He was a kid himself, however, on the technicality of such. He could only hope his words to persuade them. [/size]
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Post by hanzo on Oct 10, 2011 2:13:29 GMT -5
Hanzō scratched his chin as he listened on. It seemed that they were making a valid point against the A.I.R. organization. Some of these things he didn't know himself, just knowing that they weren't a good organization to be around. Yet, could they take them on and also would he joined them.
Yet, they were still missing a very important part of this meeting. A couple of these people he had never met. He was sure that it went the same for some of the others possibly too. Clearing his throat, he would look straight at Kazai. Since this was her meeting, she was the one he would direct this at.
"That's all and good, but before we go any further into this, shouldn't we introduce ourselves? I mean, how do you expect for anyone to work well together if they don't know the person's name that is standing along side them. Knowing ones name start a bond that can develop into a strong alliance. Since I was the one to say this I will go ahead and introduce myself. My name is Hanzō and this is Kyokyomon."
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Post by yagami on Oct 10, 2011 12:56:53 GMT -5
"Yagami Ryusuke, and this is Monodramon." Ryusuke said in response to Hanzo, Monodramon likewise briefly raising an arm in response. He'd let Ryusuke do the talking - Monodramon didn't really like speaking at length, anyways. Truth be told, all he wanted to do at the moment was sleep, and he'd only tagged along because Ryusuke had said this was important.
"I'm sorry if I''m speaking out of term, but neither of you have addressed the more important issue here, at least not yet. There's nothing wrong with most of your logic, but you haven't said how we're going to deal with this group, assuming we're actually capable of it. Misaka, you said that we're not the first ones to have shown up in the digital world. What happened to the digidestined that came before us? If they were strong enough to have saved that world in the past as you said, I don't think they'll just had up and left without reason. If this group or some other faction was responsible for their disappearnce we can't expect that they'll just ignore us." Ryusuke said, merely shifting against the back wall as he spoke but not moving from it, instead projecting his voice rather than yelling. While he hadn't had the luck of meeting the overly friendly digimon that Misaka seemed to had crossed paths with - short of Renamon, but even she had proven to have had a darker side - he now had at least some of the information that they had, plus some that they didn't. Normally Ryusuke wasn't one to simply come out and speak like this to a group of people given that he usually preferred to just blend in, but they were suggesting a potentially disasterous course of action - not one he took issue with as a whole, but things would end badly if they didn't think things ahead first, and that was what this meeting seemed to be for.
"The other problem is that while most of your logic is sound, Hiro, there are a few key things that don't fit. You're assuming that the digimon forcefully partnered with a human cannot disobey their partner, but that's not the case. While I was stuck over on the other side I ran into one of those pairs, and the digimon only acted when she was forced to actually protect her partner - beyond that, she seemed to make a point of doing whatever she damn well pleased. How do we deal with those kinds of partnerships? Are we going to just swat them aside, even if they're being forced to fight against their will? If not, how do we free them? So far I haven't heard any ideas on how to deal with that problem, either. I might not particularly like it, but while I do agree that we're the only ones I know of besides a select other few in a position to do something about any of this, all I've heard so far is a willingness to deal with the problem - by far one of the more important things, but useless without a workable plan of action." Finished speaking and uncomfortable at having been the one to be the devil's advocate, a position he felt necessary but ill appreciated, Ryusuke simply sat and waited for either backlash, suggestions to counter his points, or worse, silence. He didn't like the situation at all, but he'd meant what he said - while he did truely believe that they were among the few people in a position to deal with the problem, he'd heard nothing beyond hopeful optimism, something that was more or less useless without knowing how to deal with the problems at hand. Kazai was probably going to hate him for this, but he didn't care - he was not going to let her or Misaka rush into this without thouroughly thinking it through.
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Post by kazai on Oct 10, 2011 15:54:42 GMT -5
Kazai's eyes shifted between the different people who were speaking. They all seemed to have so much to say, but that was to be somewhat expected. They all wished to be heard. However, it seemed to Kazai that they were all jumping far ahead. She wouldn't say anything though. She couldn't be sure that A.I.R. had so much to do with the Digimon appearing in the human world. It was only a hunch, but if they weren't, what was the point of fighting them anyway?
To Kazai, at this point it seemed that Ryuusuke, Hiro, and Misaka had done a pretty good job of taking charge and knew where ever it was they were going. After all, she and Hiro had only wanted to address the issue and make it known who the digidestineds in their class were. That much had been accomplished now. As such, Kazai made her way back to the teacher's desk and sat down in the chair behind it.
She leaned forward, crossed her arms on the desk and rested her head atop of them, leaning it to the side so that she. She wondered what they would decide ultimately. Would everyone decide to fight A.I.R. when they knew nothing about them? Perhaps it had something to do with their morals, Kazai reasoned. However, until they proved that A.I.R. had some negative effect on humanity, what was the point in fighting them? Just to save a couple of enslaved digimon?
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Post by anima on Oct 10, 2011 19:39:26 GMT -5
"Forget it."
Sakura's eyes narrowed as Kazai reacted poorly to the question Ryusuke had raised, completely denying them an answer to the question. Great, this meetings going to be a bust. Sakura thought disapprovingly. Were they supposed to get anything accomplished here? Sakura sighed, and decided to join the rest of the high school students at the back of the room, leaning against the wall next to Hanzo and watching with her interest in this whole thing fading quickly
She came here expecting some sort of direction, actual help and to meet other digidestined. The whole thing started with a narrowly avoided fight, started with no introductions, so a lot of them even knew who eachother were, and now she couldn't even put her foot down on her initial command, n'or even answer a simple question. Way to be too optimistic about this. Sakura thought sourly, as she ran her fingers through Wanyamon's fur.
Wanyamon hadn't cared much herself about this meeting, but she was disappointed on behalf of her partner since she obviously was expecting a little more than this. Wanyamon watched as Coronamon flat out refused to take on intraining form, and resisted the urge to call him out for the cowardly move. She knew he'd just attack her for for it in yet another rage. Wanyamon thought the Coronamon should have just stayed home since he clearly wasn't cut out to do anything seriously.
When A.I.R was mentioned, Sakura tilted her head. This was something she was completely unaware of. Selling digimon slaves was obviously bad, but she knew absolutely nothing about A.I.R and doubted anyone here knew enough to even come up with a plan of action here. Before much else could be said though, Hanzo spoke up finally bringing to light the complete absence of introductions. "My name is Sakura and my partner here is Wanyamon." Sakura piped in after Ryusuke and Hanzo.
Once introductions had resumed, discussions resumed. Misaka brought up the existence of digidestined that had appeared before A.I.R. Sakura wasn't sure on the idea of a connection between no one knowing about the digital world's existence and A.I.R enslaving digimon. Maybe the past digidestined just did a better job of keeping their digimon secret? It just seemed a bit out there for a group selling digimon slaves to have something to do with the lack of knowledge of digimon's existence.
As Hiro spoke, both Wanyamon and Sakura raised a brow. While he was clearly passionate about his stance, but his self-centered take on the whole deal was not the least bit inspiring. Ryusuke responded reasonably, bringing up many good points. Particularly about how they were supposed to sort this all out, and if they were even capable of it. They didn't even know what they were up against here. The could be running into a trap if they did anything with no knowledge of what to expect.
When Ryusuke spoke about the enslaved digimon, Sakura scratched her head. This certainly brought in a huge question. "Well there has to be something forcing them to obey. If they were being held against their will, there has to be something stopping them from just running off." Sakura pointed out. Fighting these fake partners obviously wasn't going to be an option, but if they could figure out whats forcing those captured digimon to protect their partners, then they wouldn't need to fight them at all right?
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Post by stark on Oct 13, 2011 17:49:02 GMT -5
”Hrm...” the blonde folded his arms over his chest as he thought about it. Teaming up with digimon as friends was one thing, but enslaving them and selling them? That was just plain wrong. The only part of it that was not making sense to the boy was the fact that most of the world couldn’t possibly know about digimon in the first place, if they did, wouldn’t these creatures be common knowledge? So then, who were these ‘A.I.R’ people supposed to be selling them to?
He nodded both at what Misaka was saying, and what Hiro was getting at. Clearly they had thought long on the subject, and the conclusions they had drawn were making sense. The same went for Ryusuke’s part of the conversation, followed by his own sister. This bunch was a lot chattier than he would have expected them to be, he could hardly manage to find a time where he could put his own word in on the matter. And what was this about past digidestineds? If these ‘past’ destined people were anything like themselves, then Ryutaro felt that they should be helping out right now!
"My name is Ishida Ryutaro, and I agree that we have to do something about this! I'm in, whatever it is."
Coronamon found the topic of the discussion to be sickening. For humans to go as far as to enslave digimon and have them work for them, it was despicable. Why was it that only children such as the ones in this room had enough of a mind to put a stop to it? He had to give them credit in that, they had a goal in mind that he felt was worthy of his respect. Yet at the same time, he could not help but feel that trusting any human would be more difficult for him now, knowing what they were truly capable of. "I am Coronamon. I won't stand back and watch as more digimon are enslaved. Something must be done, I say, we find their base of operation and strike."
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