Digimon Story: Rainbow Traverse -- Chp 24

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“It was a joint effort.”

Al would smile softly as he leaned against Kahunimon’s thigh, arms crossed as the water of her skirt froze to avoid getting him wet. “But yeah, this guy showed up like a giant bat outta hell when I was trying to get the Node under control so we could fix the INAS. What’s weirder still though is where he came from.” He then gave a momentary grimace as he almost slid down Kahunimon’s leg before fixing his posture.

“Sorry. But yeah..  turns out this guy came from another Node. And the node in question? It’s the observatory that you’re gonna be working at Sis.”

Up till then, Keilani had been nodding her head as she listened to the teen, keeping on eye on the dragon and the other on her partner. On hearing that final note from Al, however, she did a double take. "Wait, what?!"

"Part of stabilizing the node required uploading hyperlinks on our part," said Kahunimon, the dancer holding Al by the shoulder. "During the process, one came on its own from somewhere on Mauna Kea."

Keilani put hand to forehead, shielding her eyes. "I don't know what to say. I mean, it makes sense, but also, it means there's an active node on site. Either CODE's already aware of it, or it's waiting to pop."

"KABOOM!!"

"Gammy, calm down."

Al would softly rub at her forearm as he looked  away for a moment so he could gather himself after Kei’s shocked outburst.

“I dunno if it’s exactly in the observatory, but it’s at least somewhere on the campus.” Al said as he gave an unsure smile. “But why bother doing guess work when we have someone who could tell us for certain right here?” He asked, pointing at the dragon.

"Assuming he can talk," said the sister. "Some digimon aren't fully sapient."

"Like that weasel from the zoo node," said Kahunimon.

"No idea if it has anything to do with the data they've absorbed, or just from a lack of contact with other digimon for extensive periods of time. They can still be cunning, but more like a wild animal from Earth."

“Well there’s only one way to find out.” Al said helpfully, glancing down at Gammamon “isn’t that right, Gammy?”

"Yeah!" said the ceratops, arms in the air. "Ride the dragon!"

"Speaking of dragons," said Kahuni. "Any word from Eyesmon and the others?"

"Eyes' busy messing with media coverage of the road," said Keilani. "Everything from a overturned tree blocking traffic to warnings of possible earthquake damage. Didn't see any cars come by, so it must be working."

"What about satellite coverage?"

"No idea. Security for that's probably tighter than anything on Hilo. Messing with it might draw more attention than not, especially with CODE on the island."

The group's attention was then pulled away as they heard Lavogaritamon stirring. A dull roar emanated from the dragon, its wings flapping, yet failing to lift it to its knees as it crashed back down.

"Guess who's awake," said Kei, holding her balance at the subsequent tremor.

“Well that’s good enough. We might need to celebrate at the cafe.” Al said as he then began climbing up his partner’s back, arms draped over her shoulders.

“Well since he’s getting up.. let’s see what’s happening with him.”

And a moment later Al and Kahunimon touched down before the dragon.

“Are you gonna try to throw another tantrum, or are you actually reasonable?”

Lavogaritamon raised their head to the sky, moaning a long, sonorous note.

"Is that a yes or no?" asked Kahunimon.

The dragon grumbled, dropping their head back onto the ground.

Eyes narrowed, the dancer folded her arms. "Can you understand what we're saying?"

Lavo huffed, looking away from the pair.

“It seems like it does. Hmm..” he then would try another tact, opening his storage and pulling out a sandwich that he had packed for a rainy day.. but then held it towards the dragon

[Hmm... roll either Manipulate or Persuade, with a -4 penalty]

[Rolling= 6,6,5 +7 -4 = 20]

Much like a sulking Cashew after having been denied walkies, the dragon could not abide the siren call of Hawaiian PB and J. Up close, Al saw the digimon's magma red eye centered on a yellow blush of color that acted as its pupil - ogling at the offered sandwich from out the corner of its socket.

("Better throw it,") thought Kahunimon. ("Don't think Kamapua'amon can regrow entire hands~")

(“Shush, you.”) Al thought as  he then looked at the dragon “Gentle, okay?”

Lavo's nose holes flexed as it sniffed the air between it and Al's offering. Lips twitching, the dragon stuck out a tongue of cooled lava, inching it towards the sandwich.

And he would then plop the sandwich onto that tongue “There we go.” He said with a smile as he had an idea. “I wonder if I have a translate app.” He said as he checked his Digivice apps.