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[ The broadcast at first starts off as only audio, little cheeps and squeaks and the odd breathy belch in between confused replies of a young male voice with a cultured, vaguely English accent. ]

Ah? No. No no, I'm sorry. I'm afraid I don't really understand what you're asking...

Chirrup! Squee. No no. Peep. Peep-peep-peep.

Oh! Oh this? Push this? Oh, can't the other one tell me? Plea~se, little one?

SCREECH!

*sigh* Haa, yes of course, my dear. Silly me.

[ The video finally turns on, though its upside down and pointing at a chest covered by heavy brocade fabric in rick purple. ]

Like this, then?

Chirp!

[ A small gout of flame puffs in front of the screen which tumbles end over end and clattered to the ground beside a pair of purple suede boots, accompanied by a shrill scream that turns into nervous laughter, then flapping and a hiccuping, sobbing sound. ]

Oh! Nooo, no no no little one. No, I'm sorry, truly I am! You just startled me! Its not every day one encounters an...an infant dragon?

*sniffle* Chirrup?

Yes yes, lets sort this out, shall we? Come here, little one. Oh, be a dear and don't blow anymore fire in my face, won't you?

Peep peep.

[ Another sigh and the D-T rattles softly as its picked up by a purple-gloved hand, rising rapidly - this time right side up - to encompass a handsome you face with a warm smile. Thick brown hair falls in waves around his face and a large gold crown rests on his head. ]

Speak into this then? [ He asks, looking to the side briefly before the flapping comes closer and the screen fills with a tiny dragon. ]

Peep peep!

Brilliant!

Ahem.

Ah, salutations, to anyone out there. My name is Rowan.

Cheep?

Oh, ahhh...this...? [ He reaches up and flicks the crown lightly. ] Its technically King Rowan. That's new, actually. I'm more familiar with Prince though. King sounds a bit stuffy, yeah?

Mm...peep peep.

Oh? That's funny coming from you. No need to be rude.

[ Its not easy to tell if he knows what the diminutive digimon is saying, or merely humoring it. His smile remains warm enough to suggest the latter. ]

This obviously isn't Albion and I wouldn't have the slightest clue where to start looking for it. Ah, the technology is far beyond my understanding and I don't think the shock has quite set in, but I'm used to being "poofed" off to the odd place now and again.

Ah, I was only trying to understand this...device. Its all a bit much, really. Fortunately my little friend knows enough to show me how to get it working. The other one - Culumon? Runs off a bit at the mouth and wasn't precisely dedicated to the instruction. Nothing against the fellow. I blame myself - I'm a bit ignorant when it comes to new gizmos.

[ He clears his throat, cheeks coloring with an apologetic look. ]

Then again I'm being a bit wordy myself. I was wondering if anyone from Albion was here, though I imagine its not terribly likely.

At any rate, ah, I am honored to be here and I do hope we can conquer this darkness...whatever it is.

[ He purses his lips, looking left and right awkwardly before looking at the Petitmon now perched on his shoulder. ]

Is...is that all then? Am I supposed to push something else?

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[ Looking down at the screen again, Rowan blinks and squints at the picture. He vaguely remembers playing a game with Ben Finn like this, but he hadn't been very good at it then, either. ]

I like that crown there. Funny. I do have a house but it isn't here so--

Grr. Rowr...

Oh! Yes of course. No. I mean mean yes, I--the housing for people that are brought here? I will be heading that way. I have no idea what the arrangements are, however.

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[ Well it looks like he could slightly understand. That was progress. He flipped to the next page to doodle some more. ]

Sorry, I think he's being a big stubborn right now. He doesn't want to just rely on me to translate right now.

Well, I can understand that kind of frustration. No one wants to be misunderstood. I don't mind, however. I'm quite patient when I need to be, and very used to dealing with people of temperaments for more, ah, volatile than my own.

[ He nodded, clearing his throat and walking along, reaching out to catch the Petitmon as it started to fall. ]

You shouldn't tax yourself so much. Tell you what, if you want to give me directions, and you think you can do it without setting me aflame, you can blow a little puff of fire in the directions you want me to go while I carry you for a while. Seem fair?

.........cheep cheep.

Don't pout. Now. Which way.

*belch*

Brilliant! On we go.

[ Kudamon couldn't help but giggle a little more. ]

It's really nice to see how well you're getting along with your own partner.

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Really? Hm. That seems a bit odd to point out. Doesn't everyone get along with their friends?

[ He was so obviously and sincere about it, it was almost painful. Not an ounce of jest or guile. ]

If they're supposed to be one part of a whole, it only seems reasonable that the two should coexist peaceably and strive to accommodate one another. Besides that, he's ver--

CHEEP CHEEP!

I beg your pardon! She...she is very young. I think. She seems a bit sm--ah. She seems to be of a more challenging stature than others I have seen.

[ He clears his throat, leaning his face away from the glare of the little digimon. He was just lucky he'd stopped before he'd finished saying "small". He was fairly certain he'd been close to getting singed. ]

Its rather like having a younger sister. Shouldn't I try to be a big brother she can look up to?

[ That was the first flicker of a falter in his easy smiles. It came back quickly enough, but it was obvious he had some manner of discontent involving family. ]

At any rate, we need to get along if we're going to succeed at all, right?

That is right. We all should get along with each other and learn to grow and everything. We will help protect the world after all!

[ He seems so happy to see them interacting though. It seems anger seems to be around a lot lately. ]

I think she must be in good hands.

[ Squall clears his throat again and holds up a slightly odd looking map that he drew from memory. There is a star where people first arrive and then an arrow that leads all the way to the new arrival's apartments. ]

Indeed! Heroes uniting under a common cause! Haha, I am glad you approve of me. I was--ah, what's this now?

[ He holds up the D-T, squinting at the screen and the map drawn before smiling brightly. ]

That's quite clever! So that way in order to find the local boarding house? Wonderful. should I head right over then? [ He asks, looking at the Petitmon on his shoulder...who has apparently passed out, a little snot bubble on her nose as she snores. ]

Ah, yes. It seems I should! Haha.

Don't forget to explore when you have the time.

Oh, certainly not. However it has been a rather long day, even before i came here, and I would like to know where I'm expected to sleep after all of this. Besides, the little one is clearly overdue for her nappy-time.

I hope you get nice room mates.

I'm certain I will! Surely people chosen for the sort of heroics required of us here will all be admirable in a number of ways. I do hope to meet you in person soon as well! Please take care and thank you ever so much for your assistance!

...

How do you turn this off?

Oh there is a button on your D-terminal that turns it off. It should be off to the side.

Hmm... This on--*click*

Looks like he found it.

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