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Who: Time Man and Flash Man. (+ partners)
What: Not lost, really. Shut up baldy.
When: Dec. 10th, evening.
Where: Poyi Mountains.

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And the yelling had attracted someone as it was. Flash had been trying to get out of the house for a while, if just to show that he did go out sometimes to the other two. And it was easier than staying around the house with how things had been.

Flash and Clear had been exploring again, but the noise had Flash curious enough to follow the sounds. The familiar Lightbot had him amused though. "Have a problem, antique?"

Clear shook his head at that. "That's not very nice, Flash."

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Time's head jerked up at hearing Flash Man speak, as the smaller robot glared at the Wilybot. Of all the people he could have ran into it had to be Flash Man.

"Another family member?" Hagurumon asked, already picking up on the hostility in the air.

Time merely snorted. "It wishes," And then louder and aimed at Flash. "I have no reason to seek any help from a poor rip off of a Wilybot."

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Flash smirked at that reply. Definite hostilities there. "I never wished that. As for being a rip off? Nah. I'm the newer and better model. If anyone wishes anything, it's you wish you were as good as me."

He hadn't stopped approaching either, though Clear was acting a bit nervous. "We should be going, Flash. We don't need a fight."

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"And yet a light bulb and a horse have come after you so..." Time had crossed his arms over his chest now, still giving the Wilybot a dirty look. "Newer and better robots have come after you as well, so your point is moot."

And even though Flash is getting closer, Time isn't moving from his spot.

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Flash snickered at that, not stopping his approach. "Inferior attempts by others to replicate Wily's perfect design. Nothing that remotely compares with me, Lightbot." The way he said the last word was almost as though it was the most vile insult possible, instead of being what Time is.

Clear sighed. "Are you trying to pick a fight, Flash?"

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Time didn't give any outward sign of being bothered by Flash's words. In fact they didn't bother him, much. "Then why aren't you bothering them instead of me, hm? Flaunt your so called 'superiority' to the newer models to prove yourself."

Hagurumon was staying quiet, as this was... Interesting. With how Time normally acts the digimon could say that this is the first time he's seen the robot give a sign of actually hating another person.

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Flash shook his head at his partner's question. That wasn't entirely his intent, but it was part. "Why should I when only one of them is here, and that one is a pathetic weakling? I don't need to prove myself to a coward. You're more entertaining."

Clear just quieted at this point, prepared to help if needed. He didn't want to fight, but if he had to, he would.

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"A pathetic weakling is more on your level," Time replied, as he turned to continue walking. Away from Flash. "Go prove yourself to someone who cares, I need to get back to civilization."

There was a small 'ooh, burn' muttered from Hagurumon as he moved to follow Time now. But he didn't turn away from Flash or ClearAgumon, just in case.

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Flash laughed at that comment. "Pathetic weakling? On my level? I just don't think so." He paused. "There's only one pathetic weakling here, and I'm looking at him."

He raised his weapon, aiming for Time, though he hadn't fired yet.

Clear looked uneasy at his tamer's actions. He didn't want to fight, but his tamer would be outnumbered if he left.

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Time shrugged before he spoke. "I didn't know they had mirrors out in the mountains."

Not like Time could react to what Flash was doing, he has his back to the other robot.

But Hagurumon could, and as much as he didn't get along with Time Man he was stuck with the little clock robot. The digimon looked like he was ready to fight, even if his tamer wasn't.

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Flash shook his head. "Pathetic comeback, Time. And you seem to be forgetting something." He fired his weapon at the Lightbot's back. "Wilybots don't play fair, Clock." Not with outsiders and Lightbots, at least. And Flash needed a chance to let out some frustration.

Clear started at that shot. He hadn't expected Flash to start a fight this time.

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Time wasn't ready for the shot but Hagurumon was. "Dark Gear!" He shouted the name of the attack as two black color gears intercepted the shot.

Which was a good warning for Time to turn around, after summoning one of his clock hand like arrows into his hand, to glare at Flash.

"And here I thought you had some intelligence. So much for being the improved model," And then without another word he threw the arrow at the other robot.

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ClearAgumon froze in place at the Digimon interfering in Flash's attempt at attacking the other Robot Master. He hadn't wanted to get involved in the fight, but if the other Digimon attacks, there won't be a choice. He wasn't going to leave Flash outnumbered.

Flash smirked. "And here I thought you'd realize that intelligence has nothing to do with me wanting to fight." He'd been expecting a counterattack and was quick to move to dodge. "I'm a Wilybot.

Clear sighed. "In other words, your personal life is sucking and you're taking it out on someone else."

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Hagurumon just glared, this was getting ridiculous. Bad enough Time got them this lost now some bald dork wanted to fight. While Time just seems to look more irate with this turn of events.

"Just because your brothers don't want to do disgusting things with you does not mean you need to take it out on me," The clock robot said, totally picking up on what ClearAgumon said about Flash's personal life.

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Flash growled at both Clear and Time's comments. "Shut up, Clear. And I don't need your two cents on my personal life, you hunk of junk." He aimed and fired at Time several times, ignoring the presence of the Digimon that had stopped his first shot.

Clear shook his head at the irritated Hagurumon. He wasn't any happier about this mess.

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Time was expecting Flash to shoot at him, so him dodging the shots fired at him shouldn't be too surprising. "It's not very personal if your digimon feels the need to comment on it." Or the fact that anyone with some free time could look it up on the comms, but Time wasn't saying that part.

Hagurumon gave Clear a dirty look, as if to say 'get them to stop this so we can go home' at the other digimon. But he really doubted that was going to happen. Ever.