Ruruka Kozuki
Rashomon Greenhouse
"The Job was finished then?" Finding Ruruka in the greenhouse wasn't unusual. It was her usual hangout spot - either that or the Central Server room which just so happened to be just a few short steps away, one building over. She was currently admiring some very beautiful Kadupul flowers. They weren't blooming just yet, being the nocturnal bloomers they were, but even so the rare flowers were exquisite.
"Yes, Miss Kozuki." The suited man replied. "The client has paid us in full. They assured us next time that they will not attempt defaulting on their contract."
"Wonderful then. Dismissed." With a brief salute the man left, exiting the greenhouse quickly and leaving Ruruka alone once more with just her laptop and plants. Ah, how boring. She really wanted something a bit more entertaining than this. All this security work was nice and easy, but she wanted a challenge. Something a bit more...exciting, yet so far everything had been so utterly boring. Taking a seat on a chair, she turned on the Laptop and logged on, beginning her usual routine of dark-web browsing and snooping in places she probably shouldn't, but of course, as a security expert it was always a good idea to know the turf, so to speak.
"...ah?" Well this was unusual. Spam? Some scammer that got her number from some hack? No, that wasn't it.
Ruruka Kozuki,
Hello there~ You don't know me but I know all about you. Rashomon sounds like a Digimon now, perhaps your family should consider changing it. That's beside the point I suppose. Perhaps you have heard of organized Hackers. From what I've gathered, you are rather good at what you do. Seems you're fairly handy with Digimon. Perhaps we could help each other. You want information on Digimon, and Jormungundr wants you.
Now, should you agree, come to Akiba. There's this small net/EDEN cafe called "Net Sheep Cafe". You can figure out where exactly. When you get there, use the attached barcode and you'll get some free usage there. It's a safe place, guaranteed by yours truly. Security is top notch and if you happen to get hacked, it's your money back. When you get into the system, check your Digivice and you'll receive a URL to go to. We'll meet there.
Jormungundr. There wasn't a single soul in Eden or security work who didn't know of that name. A small smile crossed her lips.
"Eh-heh. Ruru-chan seems happy." A happy sounding, though airy and distant sounding voice spoke up in one of the ear pieces she was wearing.
"You know she hates it when you call her that." A deeper, mildly bored second voice followed.
"Do I, seem happy, sunflowmon?" She tapped a few keys on her phone, quickly typing out her reply.
"Yep yep! Did something good happen, Ruruka?" Sunflowmon replied, before turning her voice back towards her partner. "Don't be silly, Togemon, my adorable Ruru-chan would never be angry at me, hehe!"
"I suppose you can say this is a good thing. Something interesting did just happen, after all." She finished her reply, taking a quick look over her response to make doubly sure that's what she wanted to say. "I'm sure you both know Jormungundr. Apparently they request my presence." She hit the send button. She was under no illusion that it might not make it. Whoever sent it likely covered their tracks well, making it untraceable and highly likely any response wouldn't be read, but on the off chance it was delivered, no harm and not being a little civil about it.
Curious. You seek the Night Parade? What purpose could Jormungundr have with the 100 demons? Is what I would normally ask, but it seems you desire the princess herself. Interesting. Normally you'd have to go through so much red tape or get lucky and have me take a job on a whim...but you have intrigued me. If its security or my hacking skills you desire, of course I am one of the best choices, if not the best...very well then, consider me there, Jormungundr. We shall see if the serpent and Oni can work together.
"Jormungundr, seriously!?" Sunflowmon and Togemon shouted in unison. "Uh-uh, why are asking for you?"
"Aren't they the bad guys here? We gonna go beat 'em up?"
"Now now, Togemon." She chuckled lightly. "Lets see what they want before anything else. This could be quite an interesting endeavor." She mused lightly, closing her laptop. She had a few preparations to make now.
@DuthguyAkiba was a place Ruruka was intimately familiar with. Being into computers, electronics, and such things, how could one not be? It was almost a requirement. It was a rare treat to come here herself when she was busy with her plants, digimon, or working, so she decided to make the most of it and see if she could find and purchase anything interesting.
"Hey! That's Yuzurin! That's Ruru-chan's favorite - bweh?!" Sunflowmon shouted over her earpiece, loud enough for almost everyone in the cafe to hear, before audibly being clocked by Togemon. For the love of - how did that get turned up so loudly!?
"Ahem..." Ruruka's face turned a shade of red as she looked at the receptionist, fumbling with the earpiece settings to turn it down. "I do believe my presence was requested here." After being shown to her cubicle, Ruruka took a seat. "Be on standby, you two." She said, slipping on the headset. She had done this hundreds of times before, though why she needed to come to a cyber cafe was beyond her. She supposed it made tracing their own locations harder, but it was likely a security measure on the part of whoever called them here as well.
Ruruka woke up in her Greenhouse/Central Server room that functioned as her base in Eden. Seemed everything was as she left it. She could hear Togemon and Sunflowmon doing their usual comedy routine in the background, so she left them alone for now. After checking the security logs and making sure there weren't any job requests sent through the official Rashomon Servers, she input the URL, and was whisked away...
...to a Cathedral?
"Hm~" Humming pleasantly to herself as she was greeted by the two sisters, Ruruka glanced over the others idly. No one too interesting looking, it seemed. Curious. With a name like Jormungundr she expected something a bit...darker. Not quite as oppressively holy looking. Perhaps their leader just had bad design taste, then. She should probably speak to some of the others. Approaching the only boy there, Ruruka greeted him in her usual calm fahion.
"You there, plain looking boy." She offered Issei one of her small smiles. "Perhaps would you be willing to let me ask you a question?"