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[After that storm on the castle, to say You had gotten a workout was a severe understatement. She was by no means weak, but even a Champion digimon's going to have some trouble when going against Ultimates. It was just how things worked. Not that Wheeljack really paid attention to the specifics of this world. He just translated it into 'something going against something stronger'. She'd get a little bruised up, but she'd make it. He had no worries about that.

Of course, said bruises would have to be taken care of. And without a medic, he was left to do his basic first aid on the little princess.

The feed opens up to show Gazimon, her ear pulled up by what looks to be Wheeljack's hand, as he inspects around it for any injuries. She was riddled with little scars--stuff that would heal over time, and maybe some gauze around a claw.

She seems to at least be cooperating, though...]

It's fine, you know. Doesn't even hurt!

Doesn't mean there ain't somethin' wrong. Learned that one the hard way, goin' up against Soundwave.

Soundwave?

Scrap of a 'Con back home. Had a weapon that shorted out my audio and optical sensors.

And you know how to check for it?

I'm hopin' I do.

[That was comforting. She flops her head back onto her arms, letting Wheeljack do his work. She WAS achey--and maybe her partner was right. But when seeing the feed is on, she gently takes the D-terminal, punching a few buttons idly.]

Hey, Digimon. How are you guys holding up?

Get off that thing.

[Maybe she's taking a page out of Wheeljack's book, because she's blissfully ignoring that order.]

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[OH, is that Gazimon?! Hello Gazimon! Tapirmon is pretty roughed up too, there's plenty of new dings and scratches on his metal head, but he seems in high spirits.]

I got a kite.

[He got a kite.]

[Tapirmon! Her face brightens up to see you too. You can't believe what a relief it is to see that you're not too banged up.]

A kite? How come I didn't get a kite?!

Hey. I got you food.

[Talking to other Digimon? Well...

On to the feed, there's a Nyaromon, in a park. Looks like she's working the D-Terminal with her tail.]

You were at the Castle? And you're still hurt? Oh... Maybe you should listen to your partner. [This sounds incredibly pathetically adorable, considering her high, young-sounding voice.]

[Those ears perk up at the voice, glad to see SOMETHING relieve her boredom as Wheeljack continues to check for any scrapes.]

I'm fine. He's the one overreacting. You should see him any other time, he couldn't care less about what scrapes I have.

Hey, you're the only weapon I got in this world. Just makin' sure you're in prime condition.

[She rolls her eyes, turning back to Nyaromon.]

Were you there? At the castle?

Un...fortunately. [She sighs.] My partner and I... there were some complications, and we were out of the fighting after several days. I'm glad to see others have made it out in better shape.

Hey, it's the end result that matt-WHEELJACK!!

[Her ears flick angrily. Looks like someone tugged a little too hard.]

Stop whinin'.

At least it saves you from this.

...Hollyleaf tried to groom me...

[She opens her mouth and shows her tongue; that kind of grooming.

Man what I would give for that...my fur's kind of matty.

[Her tail flicks at Wheeljack's hand, knocking it away from a scratch.]

....Oh. THAT kind. Nevermind.

Hollyleaf was a cat.

I should be surprised, but I'm not.

Wheeljack here's a giant robot. Nothing is surprising after that, I guess.

Really? I never expected...

...Why's he bandaging you? Doesn't he know we heal on our own?

I tried to tell him that, but he's worried about my ears and eyes.

I kinda got hit with my own grenades back ther--WHEELJACK

[His hands go to You's eye, stretching it open to get a better look.]

I guess that's something to look over.

You have a very caring partner, it seems like.

[At that, she lets out a laugh.]

Don't let this fool you. Most of the time he'll try to lock me out of the apartment.

Ain't my fault ya can't keep up.

That's not kind at all! You should be knowledgeable of the difference in speed of creatures of different sizes. [The Nyaromon is lecturing him.]

Huh, can't remember labelin' myself as 'kind' anyway. Oh well.

[You narrows her eyes, pelting Wheeljack in the face with her tail.]

Stop that! They're right, you know!

Yep. You're all checked out, You.

[He'll snatch up that D-Terminal now, looking at Nyaromon.]

I know her speed and size. Just always underestimate the annoyance.

You partner shouldn't be left outside to...is her name You?

[How funny does a squeaky indignant Nyaromon sound?]

Yep.

[He answers this like he was just asked if the sky was blue. That's what he called her, right?]

Yeah....I got the short end of the stick with partners, I know.

What an impersonal name...

[She sighs. Nyaromon's tail curls around her body. Head. Thing.]

...But it's a name. And it seems he still cares for you. Hollyleaf has told me names are very special, so the fact that he gave you one is good.

I know right? It's not the best...but he gave it to me. Sorta...

[Wishful thinking, that is.]

Hey, it's easier than...whatever you were before.

Ugh. 'Gazimon' is too hard for you?

Just don't care all that much.

Our names aren't very difficult.

[What a pouty cat.]

[Gazimon can only give this face.]

Don't overestimate him. Really.

[There's a worried Candlemon way too close to the screen.] Oh my god, are you hurt? Do you need help? Ryan!

[There's a faint what is it, Mimi? from somewhere offscreen.] Someone's hurt on the D-Terminal!

[Oh. Oh hello! You's eyes widen at the poor Digimon's panic.]

Huh? Oh no! No I'm fine! Wheeljack's just being a--hey!

[It seems someone doesn't like having their ear pulled.]
...

Hey, it's that kid.

[You kind of live in the same apartment, Wheeljerk. Way to learn names.]

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[It's okay, Ryan's been called worse and he doesn't know Wheeljack's name either. He takes the D-Terminal from Mimi.] Oh. You live here.

I don't think we've ever been formally introduced, I'm Ryan.

[There's a nod to him in acknowledgement as he finishes checking You's ear.]

That's Wheeljack. He's...he's something, alright.

Apologies for the grenades in the bathroom.

[Oh hey! It's Gazimon! Ryudamon's looking pretty banged up himself, with bruises and scars. But nothing that won't heal up on it's own.]

I'm still here. No injuries that won't heal on their own. Your ear okay?

[Well at least you're healing up just fine. She is too--just that Wheeljack's probably doing this to be a pain. Or at least she thinks so.]

Oh hey, you're looking a lot better since that fight.

...Agh, my ear's fine! Wheeljack's just being stupid...

As usual.

I am, yeah.

It is not stupid. He probably just cares. Wants to make sure you are in top form for the next battle.

[It's not a bad thing You!]

Not sure if 'caring' is the right word for it...

[She glares a bit at those hands. The same ones that locked her out of the house oh so many times.]

Whatever sails your ship, captain.

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