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[Video // Second Transformation]

[For all you night owls out there, Vanguard decides that now (just five minutes past midnight in an abandoned house at the edge of HospiTown) is the perfect time to voice his displeasure.:]

As you are all my witness, there is nothing here, there's no such things as ghosts, and if this rickety old house comes crashing down on our heads, it's Bumblebee's fault.

[Bumblebee shines his flashlight back at Vanguard and the D-terminal with an amused smile, Vanguard gives an indignant scoff.]

I'm not scared. I'm annoyed

[Bumblebee laughs silently, patting Vanguard as he moves past. Vanguard murmurs irately and paws his impeccably groomed mane back into place. Ghosts may not exist, but Digimon ghost types certainly exist. Even the small ones are a pain to deal with, dispatched with a good fireball. But the higher level ones? Best to stay away from those altogether.]

Can we just go now?

[Bee sighs. Fine, they can head home, if that's what he wants. Of course, that's when the camera catches a glimpse of something: moonlight pouring in from a window flickers on the wall behind him, like a shadow dashing across the light. Floorboards in the distance give off a terrible groan, wood creaking under something's weight. The orb of light from Bumblebee's flashlight creeps down the long, dark corridor. The beam hardly penetrates the stifling darkness to reveal a room at the end of the hallway, its door half fallen off its hinges.]

[The D-terminal's camera starts to shake from unsteady hands. And as camera focuses, two slivers of light stare back at them. Soft mumbling carries down the hallway as the D-terminal's shaking intensifies.]

[Bumblebee, stricken more with curiosity and wariness than fear, takes a tentative step forward. Bewildered, Vanguard snatches Bumblebee's sleeve]

What're you doing-!?

[As if in response to the noise, the two slivers of eyes disappear into the dark. A voice that is neither Bumblebee's nor Vanguard's hisses vehemently right next to the D-terminal:]

-can't take it from me!

[The inhuman noise that comes from Vanguard is so panicked and high pitched, it's practically comical. His flailing knocks the flashlight from Bee's hand, and the D-Terminal goes sailing with it. Both hit the ground with a clatter.]

[The last thing the feed picks up is the sound of rapid footsteps in the dark. The feed cuts.]

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No. I know what those are.

What did it want?

If you ask me, he's just talking jibberish.

Sounds like it's missing something. That somebody took something from it a long time ago.

Knowing Bee, he'd want to go look for it. Except every time we try and leave here, the thing gets all panicked and... spooky.

[Vanguard suppresses a shudder]

You you need someone to help you. To find this thing...

So it doesn't become... "spooky".

Yeah well, ghosty can wait. Not like it has anywhere else to go. It's dead.

Sides. You shouldn't blow a fuse thinking about it. You should worry about getting better. You look like you got mugged by a shelf of angry baseball bats.

[He is completely aware the imagery is nonsense. He has no regrets.]

Edited 2014-01-20 21:32 (UTC)

One of you could search while the other stays.

[He shakes his head a little.]

It was a building. Not a shelf.

[Temporarily derailed here by the ridiculousness of that. His outburst is uncharacteristically loud. Whoops.]

A building!?

What do you mean a building!?

[He jerks back from the device, looking startled and alarmed at the outburst. His shoulders lift, for a second -- attempting to flare wings that aren't there.]

It... was what Wheeljack said happened... that a building fell and landed on me...

And you didn't think to run the other way?

Why were you even in a place where you got buildings falling? Have some self preservation, you crazy AI.

[He has just met you and he is already terribly concerned. This is how he shows it.]

[Though, the familiar name prompts Bee to slide right back into the video feed in curiosity.]

Edited (spelling lol) 2014-01-20 23:41 (UTC)

I -- I wasn't just standing there!

[And he's responding to this as if he's being lectured.]

[He shouldn't take it so seriously, but... well, that's what you get for being less than a year old and socially incapable.]

I had to help him! I wasn't going to leave him!

[Bumblebee rests a hand on Vanguard's shoulder, which seems to help mitigate the digimon's derisive tone. Go easy on him, Vanguard.]

Help who?

... Koro.

[He looks somewhere off-screen, at someone.]

The partner I was given.

[Bee and Vanguard exchange a glance.]

You're... talking about your digimon partner?

Yes. That's who I mean.

[Vanguard rubs the back of his head.] well, now I feel all guilty...

[Bumblebee pipes in:] Is he all right?

[He blinks a little, then nods.]

Yes. Koro's fine.

...

Thank you.

What about you? You going to be all right?

[The visisble injuries are bad enough. Hopefully, there's no permanent damage beyond what he can see onscreen.]

[He blinks a few times, nodding a little.]

The mechanic said it was the arm only... that was the worst, I guess.

[He's always had the eyepatch, at least.]

You're a very lucky bot. Not many people can say they got out of a collapsed building alive.

But I had help. It wasn't only me.

Someone else was there? Who?

Edited 2014-01-22 21:29 (UTC)

Wheeljack.

He wasn't hurt... he just helped dig, so Koro says.

That seems just like him, trying to help someone out.

You know Wheeljack too?

Edited 2014-01-24 05:26 (UTC)

[He nods a little.]

Yes. He's... looked after me. Sometimes.

And we fought monsters together.

Monsters?

You get into quite a bit of trouble, don't you?

[A little bit of humor there.]

[He pulls back from the device a little, faint color touching his face.]

Not on purpose.

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