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[hunterdevil]

Who: Dante, Impmon, Wizardmon, Sorcermon, and Witchmon
What: Knock Knock
When: January 8th, Afternoon
Where: Tetha

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[witchessaynay]

At that moment, Witchmon was - as she often would be - just reading a book. She blinked slowly, and peered up, over her glasses, focusing on the silver haired man.

She stared.

She reached up, rubbing the bridge of her nose.

"...ah. That took longer than I expected."

[wizardssaynii]

Wizardmon, who was doing... something looked over at Witchmon. "Another one of your boyfriends?"

[wizardssaynii]

"If it is I'm kicking him out," replied Sorcermon. Then he looked at Dante. "Hello, Mr. Never Heard of Knocking. What can we do for you?"

[hunterdevil]

Dante waltzed in, Impmon trailing behind the tail of his coat. "That WAS a knock--" he paused suddenly, trailing off as his eyes centered on Witchmon.

"Well. Hello, there."

[hunterdevil]

"And what 'people' would we be talking about, then?"

[wizardssaynii]

"DATS. A few other unscrupulous characters. It's all really convoluted."

[hunterdevil]

The smirk faded for a bit, a calm but notably stern look on his face replacing it.

"Convoluted doesn't really matter at this point, does it?"

[wizardssaynii]

"DATS has the majority of the tags," Wizardmon replied. "We're pretty sure Vergil has gotten his hands on at least one. Then there's the Syndicate, which we're sure has the last Area Leader who actually HAS one of these in their possession under their control... and then, lastly, the Dai Gurren Brigade."