New York: Technical Difficulties

[YolkaEd]

A small smile, he made, as he gave Spencer a nod. "...well... I'd like to find out as well. I'll accept, Mr. Daimon."

[AnT]

"Uhh..." Well, she had experience in a police environment. Her dad always wanted her to be in the police business. Maybe this is the next level for her family line of law enforcers. "I guess I'm in."

"Well alright!" Already, he pulled out two Digivices; the Digivice iC, both gray and cyan. He handed one to Michael, and pressed some buttons on the other. In reaction, Sari's Digivice beeped, showing displays of uploading. "Michael, yours already has a Digimon inside. Just hold it up and say 'Realize'!"

[YolkaEd]

"...alright, then." With a hum, Michael held the Digivice iC up. "Realize!"

And in a flash, a Digimon emerged from the device...



...revealing a small, amphibian Digimon who let out a roar.



He chuckled. "Eager little fella, isn't he?" he mused.

[AnT]

"...." She met her Digimon back at Online HQ in the Digital World...and he's not the most polite Digimon on the planet. But... "...Realize!!"

A bolt shot out of her new Digivice...

Forming into a small monkey with a yellow caveman outfit. "Yo, man, what was that? No one didn't tell me I was forced to move out of my house."

"...."

"Uhh..." Shame he couldn't control how Digimon act. "You want to go back to your-"

Holding his slingshot at him, "I didn't say I wanna go back, buddy. Its got a spa."

"....it does?!"

[YolkaEd]

"...really?" Michael hummed.



And the amphibian roared once more.

[AnT]

Blinking at the amphibian, "And someone get this guy some speaking aids."

"Monmon!" she barked, recalling him back into her Digivice. "...I'm sorry, guys. I don't know why he likes to act so rude."

[YolkaEd]

"...well, Digimon tend to act quite uniquely." Michael noted with a light chuckle.



And at which point, the amphibian began mildly thrashing about as he roared again.



He couldn't help but chuckle again as he knelt down to pet the amphibian. "Looks like Betamon here has seen a bit too many Godzilla movies..." he mused.

[AnT]

"Which he acts more polite, compared to mine..." she grumbled.

Chuckling, he rubbed his nose. "I'll give you the details, tomorrow. For now, go out and get to know your Digimon."

[YolkaEd]

Though growling a touch, Betamon didn't exactly object to being petted.



With a chuckle, Michael got on his feet and recalled Betamon. "I suppose that's a good enough place to start." he mused, before he glanced at the girl. "...I suppose if we're going to be working at DATS, we might as well get acquainted." With a smile, he extended a hand to shake. "My name's Michael."

[AnT]

"Oh..." Timidly, she shook his hand. "Sari."

[YolkaEd]

"Pleased to make your acquaintance." Michael hummed with a polite tone.

[AnT]

"Daaayum!!" suddenly, spoke the monkey, who latched onto one of the massive windows, staring at the traffic of people in the streets. "Honeys here have it where it's AT!!"

"Uh?!" she gasped, snapping over to where he was. "Monmon, how you get out?!?"

[YolkaEd]

He seemed surprised by that as well. "Seems like he took an opportunity when we were distracted." he noted.

[AnT]

"Hey, you don't expect me to be hanging inside that mini crib." Flexing an arm, "Gotta stretch these pecs, after all."

"Do that inside." she frowned. "There's a reason why normal folks can't bring Digimon outside in the real world."

"That's just discrimination, caused by the man!" he shouted. "Now why is it Digimon can't be in your crib, and the humans can walk right into ours?"

"....uhhhh...."

[YolkaEd]

"...because humans are more likely to be freaked out by giant monsters climbing up the buildings than Digimon would of smaller creatures scattering about their home?" Michael noted. "It'll still take time for most normal people to get competely used to Digimon."



A small, scratchy roar emitted from the Digivice.



"I think Betamon agrees."