Digimon .::. Uprising

[FutaNeko0200]

Lilly had stopped, and listened for sometime. This boy had his arguments, the Lieutenant certainly didn't invite just anyone to the team, heaven knows they needed all the help they could get against this rogue digimon threat. She was against cruelty in general herself. But this guy seemed a bit confused on the subject. Tamers operated on trust, for the most part, trust, and training. It was through that combination that a Tamer and Digimon Partner could work well together. She had to turn and talk to this guy, and that she did as she walked past the others

"Besides, any organization that seeks to control Digimon is no friend of mine." As she heard the boy speak this she sighed. "Look, we're not out to control digimon, far from it. We look to help the digimon that are good. And to de-rezz the dangerous ones like the ogremon that we fought." She looked at the boy "That was a champion level digimon, the Witchmon that was with it before we got here was also a champion level. Yet that Witchmon had complete control over the weather. Now there are other levels of digimon. Baby, In-Training, Rookie, Champion, Ultimate, Mega, and there are even Levels beyond that, Imagine what something like an Ultimate could do with weather control. Alot more than just making it storm badly. If we can help any digimon we will, we'll even provide them a way back home if they wish. But the ones that just want to be violent and destroy things, well we don't have much choice" She was level as she spoke, much like a diplomatic speaker. She didn't expect the boy to listen, but she hoped it would at least make him think on his words.

She heard the voice of Relly coming from behind her "Nice Speech Lilly". Lilly, heard Relly, but didn't answer, staring Jordan square in the eyes, not intimidatingly, but not wanting to break eye contact until he did.

[tobiax]

Jordan watched curiously as Tarana seemingly carelessly dropped the Digivice from which a strangely sweet voice came. She was usually more... coordinated. Honestly, Jordan didn't know what to make of it. He nodded softly to her words, then...
"Not that I don't think you're capable. But I'm not allowed to help wild digimon if you two get in trouble. Just part of the job."
He clutched the device closer to his chest.
"Ryudamon isn't wild... Kyusai's my friend," he replied softly.
"Jordan, THEY don't think-" Tarana had begun to speak when Lilly interrupted. As she gave the grand speech, Tarana lowered her face into her palm. She didn't even look up when Lilly had finished, at least not right away. Dorumon grinned from the Digivice screen.
Jordan's eyes shot instantly to the intruder- the girl who had been wise enough to stay battle-ready until the Ogremon was confirmed terminated. He sighed, out of something that seemed a mix of annoyance, superiority, and pity, as she made the most base explanation.
"I'm well aware of the levels and power of Digimon, as well as their implication," he replied coldly, looking to the ground as he spoke.
He then turned to Tarana once again.
Tarana raised her gaze back to Jordan; a small smirk was on her face. "Like that Garudamon, right?" It'd been years, yes, but she didn't think it could be forgotten so easily.
"Clearwater Glade?" he asked, chuckling at the thought, "We barely made it out of there, didn't we?"
Tarana nodded. "Hey, we were luckier than the glade." A pause. "I don't remember, it grew back, right..."
Jordan sharply turned away, as if pained by the thought, "Yeah... I don't know, I haven't been there since..."
Then, the girl's final words of her long-winded speech reached him.
"If we can help any Digimon we will, we'll even provide them a way back home if they wish. But the ones that just want to be violent and destroy things, well we don't have much choice."
To that, Jordan turned, spreading his arms, but not after placing Kyusai safely in his pocket.
"Then show me your conviction then," he replied in a sharp, almost demanding voice, "Show me how you send them home. Show me what you do to those who destroy," he continued, becoming more feverish with each breath, "Do your worst! Show me how you give them what they want!"
Tarana raised an eyebrow but took a step back out of the way. Dorumon watched, wide-eyed with interest. Tarana hoped Jordan wouldn't try forcing Lilly to act - but if he did, her body was tensed for action. It was an awful possibility, but she knew Jordan wouldn't need to be defended from Lilly, no. He needed to be defended from himself. The boy's chest heaved, arms spread, as if begging an attack to make its rest upon his heart, beating heavily from the strain.

[Caelum]

Dex was slowly carried inside, his head pounding. Ow... Ow ow ow. He was in... A lot of pain. He could taste blood. Oh god, why could he taste blood? Coppery... Blegh.

His eyes fluttered open, and he looked around. He was being carried... By who, he couldn't tell. His vision was a bit foggy. All he knew was he was in a lot of pain. Yeah. He wiggled a bit, pushing out of the mans grip and falling to the floor.

"I'm fine. I'm fine." He mutters, slowly standing and wiping his head. "Probably going... To need some bandages though." He says, holding a hand over his wound.

Meanwhile, his digivice beeped and yelled in cheer. "Oh gosh, your alright! I got worried!" The Agumon said from inside the device.

"Yeah, sure. Still need those bandages though." He says, stumbling over to the couch and taking a heavy seat. Yeah... This was going to be a while. Relax... And... Live...

[Kangutso]

Nathan held the door open the injured to go in before turning and leaning against the doorway. He watched the argument between three of them and seen Jun seemingly staring into space. "Two problems," He began, loud enough for the others outside to hear him,"One, we are going inside to see the lieutenant, so lets not dawdle. Two, we need to get inside before the first passersby gets suspicious about a bunch of teens hanging out around a shed." He stopped there and walked in without listening to them respond. Let them get in trouble, he was tired enough as it was and didn't want to deal with it. He took the elevator down and stepped out, "...Now where do I go again?"

[FutaNeko0200]

Still facing Jordan, and listening to Nathan's words, she relaxed a bit, breaking eye contact "Nathan's right, all this commotion and the sudden weather stop is going to bring people out to check things out. Come or don't come, the choice is yours, but our Lieutenant wasn't to see you. That fact alone should make you curious if not wary." Lilly turned, making her way toward the shed, and whether or not Jordan would follow was up to him, but they needed all the help they could get, so part of her hoped he would follow them "I'd hurry because if you step in without authorized personnel the security protocols will get you" She stepped in, turning toward him, giving him time to get in, before she would hit the down button. Than a small voice could be heard coming from her waist "Yeah with Laser and teleportations, experiments, brainwashing, the whole shebang.... and and..." She tapped her digivice to shut Relly up for now getting a loud "HEY!!!" coming from the digivice.

[RBYDark]

Tarana shook her head as Nathan interfered. On one hand, at least she hadn't needed to intervene. On the other hand, she wasn't terribly impressed with their response. She crossed her arms as Lilly left, calling out to Jordan not to dawdle. "I'm not surprised," she muttered, just loud enough for Jordan to hear. "It's pretty typical of them." Dorumon too snorted in derision.

"Didn't you hear me?" Jordan called out, "Come on! You'll attack a mindless Digimon, but you won't accept a straight challenge? What kind of warrior are you!" Tarana put her hand on Jordan's shoulder to get his attention briefly.

"They aren't. None of them, really." She shrugged. "Not really surprised, but hey - what're you gonna do, huh." Jordan wouldn't have needed to fight, she figured, if they had just let her get one clean shot off on that Witchmon. Jordan's eyes narrowed, setting a glare at the girl who had been partnered with the Renamon.

"No," he added, beginning to walk towards the girl with determination, "I have to check this."
Tarana raised an eyebrow. Well. She hadn't quite expected that. On the other hand, at least Jordan wasn't leaving now. That was good, right? She followed after Jordan, pulling her headphones back over her ears and glancing up at the cloud-filled sky - even with Witchmon's demise, the weather hadn't quite cleared up. A smile crossed her face. This job could be VERY enjoyable now.

Jordan slid his hand into his pocket, clenching his hand on the device within. Whatever happened, he couldn't let anything bad happen to Kyusai. The Digimon was constructed and raised by his own hands. The Ryudamon was almost his child, someone whose well-being he had to assure.

[FundoshiKun]

Jun smirked at the sight when Nathan and Lilly were followed by the teenage-samurai who had nothing less than a fierce look on his face as he rushed past him and into the shed. "There he goes." Jun said to Elecmon who didn't reply, nor respond. "I don't like that guy..." the red beast said quietly to himself as he continued to feign ignorance to Jun's impressions. Jun followed behind Jordan and stood by the door of the shed and close it shut after Ailradi had gotten inside as well.

"...strange. It feels like I'm missing something... or rather, someone.."

Shrugging the feeling off, Jun followed the rest into the elevator and beckoned Lilly to press the down button. The door shut close and the elevator began going down. Despite being the doorway to an underground headquarters, the elevator was quite congested. With only a single step to the door, everyone stood packed together but with enough space to breath. Jun stood while staring ahead with his hands in his pocket and was the first one to take off when the lift stopped. Ahead stood Nathan, looking confused as to where to move to. Jun stepped towards him and fished out his Digivice, opening the map of the facility on the screen.

"The Lieutenant's in the Command Room... That's the last room of the West Corridor." The map disappeared and Elecmon reappeared on the screen again. "So you get lost too, huh, Jun?" the Digimon remarked while smiling coyly, seemingly having reverted to his usual self. Jun, smiling a little and putting the Digivice back, replaced his hands in his pockets again and took off, walking down the hallway they were in to the junction at the end which lead to the left and to the right. As Jun had felt earlier, this place felt cold. But there were quite a few sights in this underground wonder, such as the glass walls in this hallway that showed encased plants and flowers, like a part of an exhibition. These were due to Lieutenant's tastes that this place had been modeled so. And these plants weren't the only organic bodies in this maze of steel, for there was quite a large aquarium in the Command Room as well; befitted in the wall behind the Lieutenant's table. Strangely mafia-esque, is what Elecmon once commented on it.

The corridors were a bit lengthy, so walking to the end took about half a minute. There Jun took a left turn, without looking back if the others were behind him or not. Now the West Corridor comprised of an aisle that housed five doors on the left and leading to another passage to the right. Each door was about half a meter apart from the other and were greyish-silver in color. They were programmed with the auto-sliding function, so they slid open when they sensed the presence of someone at the door unless they were locked or were programmed otherwise in some cases. Past the first four doors, which Jun had never paid any heed to, lied the Command Room. It was pretty easy to figure out from the rest too, since it was the only door that had a finger-print scanner installed on the wall aside it.

Jun put his hand on the bright green screen of the scanner that flashed once before a sound ringed and the door slid open. Stepping inside, Jun observed the Lieutenant standing beside his table while facing the aquarium, and the operators seated on the opposite side of the room. There were two, rather long, work tables on the left side of the room (when facing forward while entering the room, that is) which were gaped apart enough for a person to walk through. And there was a huge screen fitted on the left wall that displayed the Alliance's logo.

The operators were lost in their own work, tapping away at the keyboard and not paying attention to the group. But not that it mattered, anyway. "It's been a while, Lieutenant Isaac." Jun said while he made his way over to the cross-section in the center of the room and turned towards the Lieutenant on the right. The Lieutenant's table was atop a few steps, and certainly gave him the "high seat" here. "It most certainly has been, hasn't it, Arata Jun?" the man replied using Jun's full name. "It's been about half a month since we last met, hm?" the man continued as he turned away from the glass casing the aquatic life and looked down at Jun with his hands at his back. He was a rather tall and a sturdy man, with a well-built body and suited in a black attire, including a black and sleek Paletot coat with the badge of the Alliance wearing on his left breast along with a few other badges and medals on the right breast. He had silver-white hair and a light beard of the same color that showed his age. But despite being well-aged, his yellow eyes still shone bright and full of vigor.

Smiling, he picked off where he had stopped, "Brought the one who I asked you to, I presume?" Jun nodded and answered, "I did. But tell me, Lieutenant Isaac, your call was too timed. Did you know about him?" The man only smirked in reply and simply stayed silent. "Well, let's talk to the boy first, shall we?" he spoke after a few seconds of silence and gazed upon the samurai lad. "Oh, one more thing, Arata Jun. I just remembered that I had also wanted to call everyone here for our new recruit. She's a quiet, young lass; similar to you." Isaac smiled coyly and continued, "A Russian, and trained in martial arts."

The door on the other side of the room slid open and a girl walked through it, and approached Jun as the door shut behind. Meet your new companion. Her name is Eliaksha Vakhrushev, and I hope you all will get along with her well. Jun glanced at the foreigner, and then resumed at Isaac, "Making up for your absence, eh?" Isaac smirked and glanced back at the samurai lad to make his entrance.

[Nightmera]

Upon hearing her name called, Eliaksha entered through the door from the small waiting room, walking to face the supposed Jun. She remained quiet, noting that another person had been called in. A person that Isaac wanted to meet who was outside of the Alliance. With this, she kept her place, eyes covered by her bangs as she glanced about the room. Seeing nothing of interest, she let her mind wander, blocking out any type of conversation that may be going on. She didn't really care, as she wanted just to get this over with and sleep. The flight and travel just to get here was tedious and long, and it didn't help with the fact that she didn't even get a days rest before being called in to be introduced to her team mates. All in all, she was beyond irritated.

Bringing herself back to the world, she eyed Jun, examining him as she didn't really pay all that much attention to him before. Why she didn't do so before, well, who knows. She was just strange like that. But now he had her full attention as she kept her silent stare. He seemed like the gloomy type of person and quiet as Isaac mentioned before. Tall and thin with black hair and dark blue, almost black eyes. Before him, she was like a midget, but she was sure some of the team members felt like that as well. And really, it didn't bother her all that much.

After a few minutes or so, she brought her attention to the new guy, beginning her full on staring examination of him. Sharp green eyes, and dark brown hair. Like her and Jun, he seemed also quiet, but more reserved. Anything else about him, well, she couldn't tell, or for the rest for that matter. She did just meet them just now. So instead she brought her staring back to Jun, finding a little amusement in seeing if she could make him feel just a bit uncomfortable with it, especially since he would be unable to see her eyes underneath her bangs.

[tobiax]

Jordan lowered his gaze, walking slowly into the shed. It was odd that everyone would go inside, when he assumed the battle would have been far from any supposedly fortified location. It was strange. For an old shed, it was well kept, with a lack of dust and clutter, and evidence of regular traffic. As a button was pressed by yellow-hat boy, he found his answer. An elevator was revealed out of the wall. Jordan smirked, looking down at the ground and laughing inwardly. How droll. A 'secret entrance' in a building without a lock or a door. Did they really think that would keep them safe? A human with explosives could easily get in, how would they expect to repel a Digimon stronger than a Rookie? He scoffed softly, following Tarana into the elevator. It was rather awkward, as he was far too close to her, and everyone else in the room. He looked down, trying not to let his gaze drift from his feet. Tarana had a habit of wearing short skirts, and today, it seemed, was no exception.
When the descent finally came to an end, the door opened. He looked around slowly, noticing that, other than an array of plants, behind glass no less, there was not much around. Noticing the girl whom he had challenged, but who had not answered, he walked on.
"I'm not done with you," he practically hissed.
A beep sounded from his pocket, causing Jordan to look down. He fished the device from his pocket again. What he saw, however, was strange. Again, there was no sign for the alarm. No waste, nor need for food, the alert light wasn't even on. Replacing Kyusai in his pocket, he looked up, realizing that the group had slipped away from him. He saw a figure continuing on, and, figuring the only way out was to press on, figuring that even a place as dismal as this had pass code doors, dashed forth, his feet clacking on the floor. It was not long until he was in a strange office, surrounded by fish whose eyes seemed to pierce to his soul with the slightest glance. He kept his eyes to the floor, not looking to the man who's attention he had seemingly caught.
How had he known he was there? He couldn't have somehow seen the battle, could he? It made no sense. Jordan himself hadn't known that he had somehow built a Digimon... built a Digimon, until the moment when Kyusai appeared before him. He kept his gaze and voice down, that was, however, until someone, a sort of new recruit, was introduced. Her name was Eliaksha Vakhrushev. She was quiet, slight, and almost sunk away into the background, despite her intricate attire. Above all, she was observant. He could tell by the way she stood, this girl was truly a warrior, not some ill trained child like the others, whose names he did not know.He noticed Vakhrushev looking him over, eying him almost like a hawk eying its prey. He turned his eyes back down, no longer needing to look at any of the others. He hung his head slightly, his hair falling into his eyes. He looked out into the room through his veil of darkness, wondering what was really going on here.
'It'll be okay, just stay calm,' a soft, high pitched voice rang out.
Jordan looked about, shifting his eyes back and forth. No, no one had spoken, it was like the sound had gone directly to his mind...

[Caelum]

After a few minutes, Dex realized nobody was coming to help him... Great. Struggling to his feet, he made his way over to the medical station, pulling out a roll of bandages and doing his own doctorate work... Good thing he knew basic first aid, or he would probably bleed out or something. He didn't know. He leaned on one foot and grimaced, he must have strained that as well. Damn... That really hurts. Pushing all of his weight onto one leg, he limped into the room everyone else was in, letting... the new guy and Tarana pass.

Following after them, he watched as a new person came in! Oh joy, new friends! Right...?

"Thats a mouthful." He muttered with a giggle once he heard her name, leaning casually on the wall. He rubbed his head where the bandaids were and waited... Was he supposed to go up and shake hands, or... He gave a confused look as he hopped forward a few steps... Then decided against it. Right, that kid they met...