[Tomorrow was the big day. Their attack on the giant face. Their first big battle with an army of their own.]
[So waking up in a strange room in a strange place would put a damper on anyone’s mood. And that anyone just so happened to be the redhead storming down the street. Orange sunglasses covered her glare, but anyone nearby can just feel the pulsing coming right off her. Her hand absent mindedly fidgeted with the strap to her rifle, making sure it stays close and on her at all times.]
Which way do I go...? [Her mumbling was cut off at the sudden sound of rustling behind her. She didn’t even need to turn around, she knew exactly what was following her, and it was already making her blood boil.] Stop following me already!
[Fanbeemon stopped dead in his tracks, stubbornly following her orders. This was their third time stopping like this, yet he always followed behind whenever she did start walking again.] Hey! What're you yelling at me for?
[The Digimon was indignant, ad he had every reason to be. But who was ever right or wrong in a misunderstanding.] Don’t give me that. I wake up in some weird room with no idea how I got there with some puffball telling me I'm in a different world and there's no way home? Just try to convince me this isn't some kind of beastman trap.
I told you this when you stormed past me the first time. We're not these beastmen-things, we're Digimon. And it isn't a trap! Didn't you get the memo? You're here because we need you!
Need me for what? Not even that message knows what's going on. This 'world' of yours looks pretty damn peaceful to me. I have somewhere I need to be, and that's where I'm going. I'm done with these games.
Stubborn fatass! I'm trying to tell you the truth and you won't even listen to a word I say. I waited all my life and the person I have to save this world with is an idiot of a human like you?
Stupid bug! [The limit passed, and Yoko flung the gun around her body and into her hands. The weight was nothing to her as she quickly took aim and pulled the trigger-]
It won’t work.
-W-what? [Her eyes widened; the bug was right. She pulled the trigger again and again and again. No way, Leeron just calibrated it. It should be working better than fine.] What did you-
We didn’t do anything to your toy. [Yoko’s brows furrowed and her body quivered, but she didn’t act on it. Fanbeemon was finally getting the audience he was after.] The only way either of us is going to get anywhere is if we work together. That’s why you have that Digivice Yoko. We’re partners and we have to trust eachother.
[Not once did Yoko ever mention her name since she woke up in this place. And, the beastmen only knew of Kamina’s name. Him and Gurren Lagann. She hasn’t seen anyone else from Team Dai-Gurren. So why? Why would they concern themselves with kidnapping a complete nobody alone from a guarded camp? The more she thought about it, the more the pieces didn’t line up.]
[This little beastman- or Digimon. Whatever he calls himself. Yoko didn’t want to trust him, much less have anything to do with him. So what was with this feeling in the pit of her stomach? Why did it feel like he was telling her the truth?]
[around the city]
[So waking up in a strange room in a strange place would put a damper on anyone’s mood. And that anyone just so happened to be the redhead storming down the street. Orange sunglasses covered her glare, but anyone nearby can just feel the pulsing coming right off her. Her hand absent mindedly fidgeted with the strap to her rifle, making sure it stays close and on her at all times.]
Which way do I go...? [Her mumbling was cut off at the sudden sound of rustling behind her. She didn’t even need to turn around, she knew exactly what was following her, and it was already making her blood boil.] Stop following me already!
[Fanbeemon stopped dead in his tracks, stubbornly following her orders. This was their third time stopping like this, yet he always followed behind whenever she did start walking again.] Hey! What're you yelling at me for?
[The Digimon was indignant, ad he had every reason to be. But who was ever right or wrong in a misunderstanding.] Don’t give me that. I wake up in some weird room with no idea how I got there with some puffball telling me I'm in a different world and there's no way home? Just try to convince me this isn't some kind of beastman trap.
I told you this when you stormed past me the first time. We're not these beastmen-things, we're Digimon. And it isn't a trap! Didn't you get the memo? You're here because we need you!
Need me for what? Not even that message knows what's going on. This 'world' of yours looks pretty damn peaceful to me. I have somewhere I need to be, and that's where I'm going. I'm done with these games.
Stubborn fatass! I'm trying to tell you the truth and you won't even listen to a word I say. I waited all my life and the person I have to save this world with is an idiot of a human like you?
Stupid bug! [The limit passed, and Yoko flung the gun around her body and into her hands. The weight was nothing to her as she quickly took aim and pulled the trigger-]
It won’t work.
-W-what? [Her eyes widened; the bug was right. She pulled the trigger again and again and again. No way, Leeron just calibrated it. It should be working better than fine.] What did you-
We didn’t do anything to your toy. [Yoko’s brows furrowed and her body quivered, but she didn’t act on it. Fanbeemon was finally getting the audience he was after.] The only way either of us is going to get anywhere is if we work together. That’s why you have that Digivice Yoko. We’re partners and we have to trust eachother.
[Not once did Yoko ever mention her name since she woke up in this place. And, the beastmen only knew of Kamina’s name. Him and Gurren Lagann. She hasn’t seen anyone else from Team Dai-Gurren. So why? Why would they concern themselves with kidnapping a complete nobody alone from a guarded camp? The more she thought about it, the more the pieces didn’t line up.]
[This little beastman- or Digimon. Whatever he calls himself. Yoko didn’t want to trust him, much less have anything to do with him. So what was with this feeling in the pit of her stomach? Why did it feel like he was telling her the truth?]
…This place. What is it really?