17. Our Age Virus. [Audio, locked to DATs, Royal Base inhabitants, Luna, Age Virus!! :D]

[brthrs_watchdog]

[The D-Comm suddenly turns on to the sound of a young girl screaming.]

--m down, Yoko, I'm-- oh thank freakin'-- Shit, someone gimme some help here, my Tamer's actin' like she doesn't know me anymore and doesn't have-- she looks different, kinda younger and--

GET OUT, GET OUT!! GET AWAY!!

--AUGH!! STOP THROWING THINGS, YO--OW!!

[Incoherent

Comments

[delightfulloony]

Hello Machi.

[brthrs_watchdog]

D-Comm's mine right now, kid. The girl's freaking out too much.

[delightfulloony]

You'd think she'd never seen a digimon before.

S-she probably hasn't...

[brthrs_watchdog]

Girl looks like she doesn't have her scars, so. I think it's before all the shit she went through in her world.

...She's younger.

[delightfulloony]

Ignorance is bliss?

B-but we have to explain some of it or she'll just keep screaming...

[brthrs_watchdog]

Hell no it is not. Girl can't stay locked up in her room. And she also can't go out into the world without knowing she's on the run from the Tetha police. I'm not leavin' her alone, but I can't explain anything to her.

...But someone comin' to meet her from Tetha'll be under supervision. Shit.

[delightfulloony]

There should be someone from the base that can talk to her.

Until then...here.

[Attached: Overstuffed plushie dog]

Having something to cling to may help.

[brthrs_watchdog]

[Attachment: Received]

She didn't look that young, but why the hell not. I'll find a way to send the four-year-old in to give it to her.

...Fuck my life.