[Click! The video comes on. This is the first time Hakuno is using her D-Terminal to make a video of her own, rather than just reply to someone else's, but she doesn't look nervous at all.]

I've been thinking for a while... is it common for the people here to give their partners nicknames? [Ever since she ran into Cam, it's been sort of... wiggling around at the back of her mind. She'll have to address it sooner or later.] I mean, it makes sense, since there are some people here with the same species of digimon. But how many people here have started calling their partners something different?

[From off-screen comes a slightly exasperated voice.] Hakuno, really, it's okay. You don't have to do this...

[Hakuno laughs a little, but otherwise ignores her partner's words.] It just seems weird, to keep calling someone who's supposed to be my friend by what's more or less just the name of her species.

['Partners don't keep secrets. Shouldn't we know more about each other?']

[Palmon had said as much to him early last month, but in the immediately following confusion of her turning into Yokomon. It wasn't so much that he didn't want to talk or even confide in others if he could, but given the sudden circumstances of being shoved into this world he'd been hesitant to speak up or even really get to know the strangers pushed into the same situation. But today Waver felt a little more talkative for some odd reason like an event or something, go figure and his partner was right, wasn't she? They should've been able to trust each other if nobody else.]

[So he'd offered to tell his partner a story. She'd been playing around with the D-Terminal at the time, and asked to record it--why not, really? Waver didn't have anything to hide.]

I've never really done this sort of thing before, but I guess if you want to hear it I can try.

Sure I do, Waver! It's about time you actually started talking to me, so I'll listen.

Well...once there was a king of a place called Macedonia. He was loud, overbearing, impulsive, and stubborn, but incredibly popular. In fact, he had an entire army of devoted followers that looked up to him.

Sounds like kind of a pain in the neck. How'd he get that many people to like him?

It's a little hard to describe. I guess...he was like a force of nature in that he absolutely refused to compromise or give an inch of ground to anyone else, but at the same time managed to be more human than anyone. Since he was the king he made sure to want, feel, and even dream more than any of his subjects. He wanted to conquer the world, and for the time he lived in, he practically did. But it was never really enough; he dreamed of finding the ocean at the ends of the world--Ōkeanós--and his army shared that dream.

[Palmon had fallen mostly silent, listening to the revering tone Waver had adopted. It wasn't one she had yet heard from her partner, and she wasn't even sure what to think. After a pause she ashed hesitantly:]

Did they...ever find it?

[Waver didn't answer for a moment; the silence that fell was a heavy one that gave the question it followed some considerable significance.]

Was he a friend of yours or something? You sound kind of-...

...Not quite; it was more than just friendship. Ride- [A pause, as thought he'd tripped over the word.] --Iskander is my king, and I'm his follower. I want to reach that shoreline he dreamed of...I want to be able to live to the fullest as he did. I don't know if I can, but I could never call myself his follower at all if..i-if I didn't try.

Waver? Are you...

I'm not crying, don't be stupid.

I didn't even ask that yet.

W-well I'm not, so forget about asking!

[And there he was right back to the weird, overreacting Waver his partner knew. Still, the open display of emotion and reminiscence struck the plant Digimon as something very unusual and even a little concerning.]

[When the feed comes on, Hawkmon's face is extremely close to the screen. There's...Is that music in the background. The bird Digimon sits back a little bit and holds a feather to his beak with a wink.

Things shift around, the scene of the bedroom Hawkmon shares with Marley passing by rather dizzily until what could only be the living room comes into view. The music, now easily made out to be just one person singing, can be heard clearly, and when the D-Terminal finally focuses on a single point...

That's Marley...dancing and singing on the couch.]

Tonight's the night, let's live it up
I got my money, let's spend it up
Go out and smash it like oh my God
Jump off that sofa, [It's here that she actually jumps off the couch and continues to dance.] let's get, get off!

I know that we'll have a ball
If we get down and go out and just lose it all
I feel stressed out, I wanna let it go
Let's go way out spaced out and losing all contr-- HAWKMON!

[Uh oh! He's been spotted! Rushed, the D-Terminal is shut off right as Marley comes running up.]

[When the D-Terminal turns on, all that shows up is the face of a Keramon chewing on something long, black, and appearing to be made out of leather. It attempts to say something, but since it has something in its mouth, whatever words it says is mumbled and cannot be understood. Thankfully, there's someone else there.]

Keramon, it is rude to speak with your mouth full. Please try again when you're done.

[It drops whatever it was chewing on and looks past the screen apologetically.]

Sorry, captain. Was tryin' to tell ya that I got it workin' for ya.

Ah, I see. Thank you, Keramon.

[The D-Terminal is turned around to reveal Aizen kneeling on the ground in front of Keramon wearing a rather strange outfit and showing that the thing Keramon was chewing was in fact Aizen's left hand.]

My name is Sousuke Aizen and I am in need of some assistance. Keramon and I have been attempting to remove the bindings on me ourselves without success, so if anyone could lend us some sort of cutting implement, it would be appreciated. I would also like to ask if anyone knows where I could get a pair of glasses. Mine were broken and I would like to have them replaced as soon as possible.

[at first, the video flips on to a screen partially obscured by a renamon's clawed hand. she's holding the communicator out to someone. her voice is low, but firm.]

Just try. You need to practice.

[there's a somewhat indignant huff, and then small (human) hands reach for the comm. the video shuts off. a few minutes later, text:]

My name is Nill. My partner is Renamon. Namine is helping me read and write. I should practice. Tell me about you with typing. Please.

[The video comes on to a newcomer, a man possibly in his forties? That or a bit weathered and in his thirties, with a poker face and a low voice.]

Hello.

I am one of the new "Chosen" here. My partner - a Gazimon - and I have been assigned to stay in floor one, room eight of the apartments. I understand that the rooms are to be shared between three [Brief hesitation.] human-Digimon pairs.

I would be glad to know who we'll be staying with. If that needs to wait for later rather than sooner, I ask that the other tenants of F1 008 don't be alarmed to see Gazimon and me there.

Thank you. [Small nod before the recording ends.]