[A familiar face to some of the people in Terminal Tokyo appears abruptly on every D-Terminal in the afternoon. Sakuyamon, in front of the same expansive forest she was last time, seems very serious but also worried. And maybe a little tired.]

Hello, Chosen.

I know many of you may not think highly of me, but I wanted to inform you that I have a lead on Lotusmon's whereabouts and I've sent my followers after her. They're tracking her down as we speak - I will keep you updated on our progress. Rest assured, we will bring her to justice.

[There's a pause, Sakuyamon looking even more serious than before.] I am sorry for our earlier introduction, Chosen Children. We . . .We are on the same side.

[The connection cuts, but Sakuyamon may respond to specific questions.]

 [It's that time again! Wheeljack's here to clear up any and all confusion you people might have about this place. And maybe some tips for those who might be slightly not-human. Don't worry, though! His advice is accurate.

For the most part.

The feed opens up to show him on the couch of his apartment, pretty much just lounging out.]

So, we got an influx of newbies during that blackout, huh.  Guess that means it'll be question time again unless someone clears up a few things. And you know me, I like to please people.

[Or annoy the crap out of them. Either way.]

Place is called the Digital World. And no, ya can't leave. Seriously, don't even try. 

[There's a little pink ball of fluff curled on his stomach, poking a head up.]

Wow, you're getting right down to it, aren't you.

[With a little smirk, he pushes her head back down, back to sleep or whatever she was doing. Those eyes, however, go back to the ceiling in thought.]

Oh yeah, you're not human here. Yeah, I know. It's fraggin' impossible to do anything. But as long as ya follow the three rules, you'll make it. One. Clothes are your armor. It's pretty bad at bein' armor, but it's all ya got, so get used to it. Two, ya gotta refuel all day every day. Don't worry, their food's pretty good, and they got alcohol--pretty much defined as drink of choice. And three, breathin'. Probably should have covered breathin' first...but you've got to do it. It comes pretty naturally though, so I wouldn't worry unless you're turnin' blue in the face and too stupid to take a cue. [Misfire.]

Oh, and stop livin' on phone booths. You know who you are.

[He takes this moment to look at the crest he attached to his dog tags, inspecting it.]

You're probably going to get maimed here. Hate to say it, but pretty low chance of it -not- happenin. Things attack the city, so until we got some kind of boy scout troops or build a wall, you're gonna have to defend yourself with your little annoyance that follows you around.

I heard that!

Good. [Back to the camera] But, treat your weapon [he gestures to the Gazimon on his stomach] well, get better weapon. Good advice.

[He takes another look at the crest before looking down at You again.]

By the way, we're movin' out.

[And just like that, her head perks up.]

We are??

[The feed clicks on to show the D-terminal in a dim room, and from a pretty funny angle. Lopmon's not on camera, but he's trying to shove it into Kovu's hands, and Kovu's shoving it right back, trying to keep himself off the camera too.]

C'mon Kovu, there are people worried about you! Say something!

Why would they be worried when they're all mad at me?!

How do you even know they're mad at you? You wouldn't let any of them talk! They'd only be mad at you 'cause you haven't talked to any of them for so long!

[Kovu suddenly rushes forward, his jaw and goatee now framed in the upper portion of the screen. His snarl can only be partly seen, but it's perfectly visible.]

All right, smart guy, how do you know?!

[Lopmon stumbles back, and the D-terminal falls to the floor.]

You turned it on?!

[Look everyone, it's little Hikari. Some might notice that she's not in Primary Village. In fact, looks like she's inside...somewhere, there's a lot of papers.]

Koushirou-san wanted to say this himself, but he fell asleep. He's been getting very little lately, so I decided to let him rest. He's checked over and everything, and he thinks...we can use what he did before, to make the Dark Field in the city disappear, to clear up the others too. Since all the Digimon that came out of it disappeared too, he thinks if we get all the Dark Fields, it might make the virus go away.

[She holds up a device, one with a few buttons, like a remote.] It's called the Dark Field Eliminator! ...At least, I call it that. Koushirou-san made a second, and has the data all backed up. Taiki-san, he wants you to take it to Taichi and the others, so they can get any fields on the other continents. And this one here, we can use it to get rid of the others. It might take awhile...after each one, Koushirou-san wants to analyze any data it sends back. And we've only got one for the fields on Terminal Island, File Island, and Server...but if anyone wants to help! Koushirou-san's too exhausted to go to each of them himself, and I've gotta get back to Primary Village. Elecmon's watching to see if any of the Digimon infected with the virus show up there.

[ooc: This will tie into a simple missions log, which will be up shortly.]