Digimon Story: Rainbow Traverse -- Chp 9

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“I mean.. you know my secret. We can keep yours!”

[Roll Persuasion]

[rolling: 4 1 6 + 6= 17]

A moment of silence, then another message sprung up.

++Okay, but only if I get to hide in your shadow++

He thought about that, and after a moment of patting the terminal like he was doing the same to it’s snout again he shrugged “That sounds reasonable to me, deal!”

The computer screen began blinking in different colored lights. From every nook and cranny, ribbons of black vapor streamed outward, only to condense around Alemana and 'leak' into his shadow. Glancing down at it, he saw violet eyes staring back up at him, alongside a toothy, crooked grin.

"Are you sure about this?" asked Renamon, her own eyes on the dark dragon.

"I'll be good!" said Eyesmon. "You won't even know I'm here!"

"That's a neat trick," said Malie. "Can't feel too good getting stepped on, though."

"Pfffft--not even! I'm perfectly fine like this, as long as you don't try hitting me or anything."

Watching as the smoke wafted towards his shadow, he would look Renamon reassuringly- or he sent her reassuring thoughts. (“It’ll be okay, Rena.”)

He then looked at his shadow

“We’ll make sure the little gears are seen as heroes , stopping the threat.”

In response, the vulpine said nothing, looking away as she used her kohenkyo technique to reassume her Pagumon disguise.

Time passed. Roughly five minutes after everyone had put back on their masks and bucket, the whirring of cogs and gears portended the Hagurumons' revival. They bobbed and swerved as they each began levitation off the floor, shaking their metal heads as a tiny cog extended from either side of their faces.

"Ohhh," said one of them, their voice layered with a metallic tine. "My circuitry... I think I need a full systems diagnostic..."

As their red-black eyes regained focus, one of them flew backward on seeing the group. "Hang on, what are YOU doing in here?! This is a restricted area!"

"Lord Bucketmon has no such restriction!" said Malie, raising her arms up, toy knife in hand. "Lord Bucketmon CANNOT BE CONTAINED!!"

That was when Alemana would hold up his hands. “Calm yourselves.. you were attacked by an assailant who was trying to sabotage the city defense force rally.. but thanks to our assistance you two were able to avert the disaster.” He then held up the empty gas bomb. “You two heroically were able to contain the weapon..you guys are amazing!”

[Roll Manipulate with a -3 from difficulty but a +2 from circumstance]

Rolling: 6 1 5 + 5= 17]

"We did?" they asked in unison.

"That's right~!" said Renamon from atop Al's head. "You must've fainted from the stress, though! You two were out like a pair of lights!"

The Hagurumon glanced at each other, their attention then turning to the rest of the room. "I... I guess we did," said one of them.

"That still doesn't explain who you guys are," said the other. "Lord Bucketmon, was it? Do you have authorization to be down here or not?"

And that’s when he held up that card "We are authorized, yes."

The literal gearheads gawked at what they were seeing.

"That's MachGaogamon's personal keycard!" said one.

"The only ways you could've gotten that are off his dead body-"

"Or because he gave it to you!"

"Lord Bucketmon haveth mad-dog street cred!" proclaimed Malie. "Gaze upon her glory and behold!"

"We-we need to call it in!" said both the Hagurumon. They then proceeded to headbutt each other as they raced towards opposite ends of the room, spinning in the air before reorienting themselves at computer terminals. "Wait, did the floor just blink?"

"Don't be stupid! We're on the clock!"


"Okay, so," said MachGaogamon. "From the top, tell me how it all went down."

The boiler-works were now swarming with security guards as the cyborg met up with the group in control room, his arms folded as the Hagurumon floated to one side.

Alemana would take a breath, and explain the order events - though leaving out Eyesmon and playing up the heroic actions of the two mechanical digimon: with the assistance of Lord Bucketmon and her entourage of course.

“That said… there is a disturbing revelation. The security feed- before it was tampered with and cut, revealed who was attempting to set off the weapon. And the perpetrator.. looked to be Hookmon’s #2 Sailormon.” He would then sigh. “But it’s possible that it’s a Mo’omon trying to sow dissent and misdirect us.”