[ There is a Keramon on the network who looks vaguely concerned. ]

Do humans come with a factory warranty? I think I broke mine because I squeezed him too hard! Should I return him for a new human? Or bring him somewhere for repairs? Because he's been poking his arm for a while now and mumbling about something not working.

[ Keramon moves the camera a little to show Nero who is clearly sitting at a table in Hospitown's cafe. He also is in fact prodding his arm. Of course hi arm is also blue and covered with this red ridges and scales. He also might look somewhat similar to a certain pair of half demon twins to those familiar with them. ]

See? SEE?

[ The wild flailing of his spindly comically long arm attracts Nero's attention and he looks up with a scowl. ]

Hey! Don't play with that. It's not a toy.

[ He reaches out with the demony looking hand as if he's about to grab it even though he's clearly too far to reach.  That seems to occur to him, and with a frown, he gets up to take it from him instead. ]

This squidbug's gonna be the death of me...

Begging everyone's pardon, I dislike interrupting your doings for personal matters but has anyone seen Lady Roze?

Julie and I went out for more wrapping paper while she stayed here and sorted through the work she was doing for the festival and when we came back, her D-Terminal was left behind.

It is not like Lady Roze to leave her terminal.

Are you kidding? She'd remember that before she'd remember her damned underwear. [ Julie grunts, looking over Musashi's shoulder before going back to rummaging through Roze's papers. ]

Did she have an...uh...arranged...meeting...with anyone? [ He might be blushing under that mask, but its hard to say. ]

[Well, this is a pretty new face, although the voice might sound somewhat familiar.]

In light of the difference between this world and my own, I find myself with many questions. At the moment, I only have need for one to be answered.

You see, I am an apothecary by trade. However, I have little idea of how many of you might prefer my services to that of modern medicine. Kindly contact me if you are interested.

[ The D-terminal is being held rather shakily. The room looks rather familiar, in fact it's actually taking place in the library. There was a giant pile of books sitting on the table, papers strewn about, and notebooks opened up to random pages. The owner of the D-terminal is not actually the voice that appears. ]

Hello there, Chosen ones. Today we are investigating a rare and temperamental Grumpymon in one of his natural habitats away from home. As you can see by the paper all around and the books piled up, this Grumpymon is hard at work. Lets see what he is doing.

[ Kudamon shakily moves the video to show a closer look at some of the papers. Like this interesting paper right here. Theres lots of things scribbled down on other papers. Lots of sticky notes, high-liters, and colorful tabs sticking out of books to keep his place in them. ]

As you can see, the Grumpymon is doing a lot of research for what I am not certain. He can be a pretty mysterious--

Kudamon what are you doing?

[ The video shifts around showing a Pawnchessmon sitting across from the table reading his own book. Then it shifts up to show Squall standing there with a raised eyebrow and his hand on his hip. ]

Who me? O-oh nothing. I'm just looking at your D-terminal....

[ Squall rolls his eyes and grabs the D-T and turns it off. ]