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[There is a young man in an eyepatch, and loose green clothing sitting on a phone booth. Right up on top of it. His knees pulled up to his chest. It's pretty weird to see a guy up on a phone booth. But, hey, maybe he has a good reason for it.]

[Someone's talking to him, but they're off-camera. He looks like he's trying to figure out how to work this thing, while they're talking.]

-- It's really okay. No one's going to hurt you if you come down.

[The skittish-looking guy glances down, over the edge of the phone booth. There's a flash of something dark, and concerned-looking, as he ends up angling his device thing for a better look.]

[He shakes his head.]

But you can't sleep up there...

[A little shrug.]

It doesn't matter. I'm here to fight, so I can go home.

You don't know how long that's going to take. Please come down.

No.

[And that seems like all he's going to say. Until he actually looks at what he's recording, anyway.]

Where do I start fighting?

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[They've got to stop running into each other like this. But seriously, kid, stop climbing on or under things you're going to get arrested for soliciting or something...not that Wheeljack would know. He eats burgers on the sidewalk.

But for now, he's just on his way back from the grocery store. Much like Arcee, he takes advantage of Sheepmon's horns, using them to carry bags home. She doesn't do so quietly, something about being 'treated like a lady' or something.

Look how much he cares.

But upon passing the phone booth and the Keramon, Wheeljack looks up. And You is soon to follow.]

OH hey! It's him! The wall clinger!

[Kagerou and the Keramon couldn't possibly have different reactions. He pulls his legs in closer, like he's trying to puff up and look more intimidating, and less like a nervous kid up on a phone booth. The Keramon? Just looks relieved.]

Please tell him it's okay to come down. He's not listening to me...

[He shakes his head.]

If I'm only here to fight, then that's all I want to do.

... I'll go home then.

[The Keramon makes helpless little flailing motions at him. Then at You.]

Someone told him that, and now he's taking it seriously.

[Wheeljack immediately scrubs a hand over his face at this, rubbing the bridge of his nose. If anyone knew him better, they'd say it was almost a Ratchet-like gesture. ~~Not that Wheeljack would ever admit that~~. He holds his hand up, the Sheepmon stepping back a few paces while Wheeljack looks up, one eyebrow quirked.]

Hey kid, pretty sure that's not your phone booth. Get your aft down here.

[NO NONSENSE. But You hears that whisper of his, tilting her head curiously.]

Why would YOU be the one fighting? You can't fight a Digimon, that's stuff only WE can do!

[His shoulders hunch up. He's missing those wings very badly right now. Some random human is grabbing at him -- no. That's not okay. He scoots back.]

It's fine here.

[Good luck, Wheeljack.]

[He doesn't so much as glance at You, though.]

That was what I was told. That's what he said. I fight, and I'll go home.

[You know what, he's not going to take that stubbornness. His hand gesture changes to something else, and like magic, You comes. She was learning quick, and Wheeljack may have appreciated that cooperation with it.

With You closer now, he grabs the grocery bags on one of her horns and puts it on the other, then uses the first as something to stand on. To get higher up on the phone booth.]

Kid. You're not gonna fight here. Believe me, I got no reason to lie to ya.

Wait--

[Except the poor Hell Muppet's warning is a little too late. When Wheeljack starts climbing up, Kagerou shoves himself backward until he's crouched on the far edge of the phone booth.]

[Away from the supposed "human being".]

Yes, I am. I'm going to, so that I can be myself again.

Why do you want to stop me?

[Wheeljack sees this, leaning his arms on the opposing side of the phone booth. Fine, if you want to play that game, he can play this too. He doesn't move from his position, except to give Kagerou the stare down.]

Well good luck, kid, because You fighting doesn't do scrap.

Is that an insult?

...

[There's a little twitch of his leg as he bonks her upside the head. You know you deserved that.]

OW! Rude...

[This is just causing the hell muppet to fret even further. It even moves around the back of the booth, like a little shadow. It probably won't do much if Kagerou falls -- but it tried.]

That's not what he said!

He said I could be myself again! If I fought, everything would be all right.

[He shakes his head.]

I know how to fight. I can handle it.

That's not what he means... Please just listen. It's going to be okay.

[Wheeljack can see there's no talking sense into this one using that logic. So he'll use the ninja's own.]

Okay fine. You have to fight. But you wanna know what?

[He gestures to the small muppet standing below the phone booth.]

There's your weapon, sparky.

[He glances over at it. The little guy waves, nervously.]

[And he promptly looks away.]

That's not a weapon. That's a monster.

[... oh wow look at the hell muppet droop.]

[There's a brief glance to Keramon for a moment, giving a slight shrug. Yeah, sorry bro, you're kind of creepy.]

So? Not like this world lets you pick an axe or anything. Your weapon is monster. Congrats.

[You looks over to Keramon for a moment, mouthing (as best as a sheep can) an 'I'm sorry'. She knows Wheeljack's just trying to prove a point.]

[The little guy sort of wants to disappear into the ground right now. Even the mini-sheep peptalk just earns a shrug. 8( this is the opposite of what the hell muppet wanted.]

... Why not? There are always weapons.

Human beings always have ways to attack each other. And other things.

You're not -fightin'- other humans, kid.

[He hops off of You, heading over to the Keramon and crouching down.]

Wasn't meant as a bad thing, chief. Be proud of what ya are.

[Wait...where's You's little pep talk? D8< The Sheep looks insanely jealous right now.]

[If the hell muppet'll let him, he's going to pick it up, walking back over to the phone booth front. His foot loops onto You's horn again, hoisting them both up.]

You're battling other guys like this, and only ones not owned by one of us. And only these guys can hurt em. Rule of this place? Treat weapon good, get better weapon.

[He shakes his head sharply.]

I'm not human. This isn't me. I'm not -- this isn't who I am!

[And that's incredibly upsetting. He's not who he should be. He's not who he was made to be. He's different than...]

[Meanwhile. The hell muppet perks up a bit. It even nods, its big eyes even bigger. Oh wow, really? It should be proud?]

[Yes, it lets itself be picked up, wobbling a little, but wrapping its... legs... around Wheeljack's hand for balance.]

[Kagerou hasn't budged.]

Why.

Why not shoot them. That's what human beings are good at.

Join the club, kid. I'm not either.

[His voice lowers, obviously not too happy about being a squishy either. Yeah, it's been a rollercoaster.

He sets the Keramon on the opposite end of the phone booth, leaning back slightly.]

Well one, good luck findin' a gun. And two, you can't hurt these things. Not effectively.

[Well that gets a reaction out of him, if nothing else has. He sort of looks like Wheeljack punched him, or something.]

... But. You're... What are you...?

[The muppet waits, watching Kagerou with its huge eyes. Finally, he glances in its direction. OH. OH WOW. IS THIS THE MOMENT IT WAS WAITING FOR...? Are they going to be friends now--]

Have you tried? They don't look strong.

[... or not. He's not even looking at the poor thing anymore.]

Cybertronian. Giant robot. Car. Whichever of these sounds familiar to you, take your pick.

[He watches Keramon get his hopes up, and...kid, no. This one's gonna be a toughie.]

Believe it or not, I have. See the sheep down there? Not normally a sheep.

[And, as if to prove that point, You transforms back into her Gazimon self, scampering up the phone booth. Unfortunately, Wheeljack was STANDING ON YOU, IDIOT--no wait she probably planned that.

Wheeljack falls rather unceremoniously.]

...oops.

Edited 2013-08-13 19:21 (UTC)

You... a robot? An AI too...?

[Well at least he's not about to jump off the ledge anymore. He still looks pretty damn wary, but less likely to go charging off into the proverbial sunset.]

[And that's the first sheep he's ever seen so. You've got him there, Wheeljack.]

It transforms...?

[ -- yes. Yes it does.]

[Both he and his hell muppet peek over the edge of the phone booth at that, in unintentional unison.]

Are you dead?

He's not dead.

[Wheeljack would be happy to answer that for you, Kagerou, but he's flat on the pavement now, muttering a string of robot curses along the way.]

Ugghh...

[Slowly, he stands himself up, stretching his back.]

Yeah, they transform.

Go back. To the other thing you said.

... Are you an AI?

Maybe you should see if he's all right...

Ngh...Give me a moment.

[He puts a hand to his head, shaking the wooziness out before he's able to process that.]

AI? No. Cybertronian. Uh...'giant alien robot' I think I've been called.

... How can you be a robot if you aren't AI...?

[Meanwhile, he's noticed how close the hell muppet is, and... scoots away a little.]

We're not made by humans, kid. We're born.

[He's just going to stretch his back now. Don't mind him.]

Born?

Only humans are born.

Wouldn't bet on it, if I were you.

[Speaking of you, he looks at her and snaps his fingers, pointing to his side.]

Hey, we're born too, you know!

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