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"Everything in Drive City is infected, that includes our food. the locals are used to eating the infected foods, but a new comer like him stuffing his face with anything he could get his hands on... of course he would fall prey to a higher degree of infection." the Gabumon looked over Toan, "You try to hide it but you are infected as well are you not?"

((pretty much I'm waiting for you to ask about something specific in order to complete the mission. you were going in circles for a while but that last question wasn't too bad, sortof going back in the right direction. if you don't think you can complete this mission you can give up your spot and let someone else try)).

"I do not know, if anyone does it would be the Winged Egg..."

((now I'm practically giving this one to you....))

~I have search the earth and walk among the heaven and hell for an answer and my results are.....~

(.....fine i give this up i dont have enough time to finish this )

~Their are idiots everywhere.....~

(this is my claim)

((Sorry I didn’t mean for that to be an insult))

The odd Gabumon smirked and tossed a Piece of paper at Toan’s feet. “The Egg head is the West Districts leading Healer. Rumor has it that he’s been working non-stop since the plague broke out. I’m surprised he hasn’t dropped dead yet. You might want to take that crook to get treated, and maybe he can answer more of your questions.” The strange creature turned and disappeared into the shadows again.











Gage walks over and looks at the slip of paper, then handed it to Toan, “Nice work. Ex, Al... lets go!” he turned toward the girl standing with the Metalgarurumon, “Miss Kaya, this might be very enlightening... wont you join us?” Gage picked up the Impmon and started off down the street and around the corner. His partners followed closely behind.

((Gage, Veemon and Impmon, and Patamon exit to Western District))

The yellow slime ball cringed back when the SkullBarukimon had growled. It eyes squinted shut, clearly afraid. "Please don't hurt me..." The creature whispered, whimpering slightly as it held its hands up defensively. He had heard that the resistance employed those who hadn't become infected yet, but he hadn't believe any of those rumors. He did now.

When Sheriti asked him how much he wanted, the creature opened one of its eyes, to make the sure the brute wasn't any closer to him. When he was satisified that it had not gained any ground, the creature brushed his gooey body with his arms, almost as though it were trying to dust itself off. "Yes, well, *ahem*, the information I have is very important. As in, turn the fight in the resistance's favor, big. To stick my neck out that far, I wouldn't do it for.... I'd say, less than 15 million. That sounds about right." The Geremon nodded wisely, trying to look stoic, as though the deal was completely fair.

Nagato was still flying overhead. He saw sheriti, and a few other people, but decided to just keep on flying.
"Jeez, this 'resistance' can't be that hard to find...."
Nagato landed on the side of a building, and looked down below. He saw nothing at first, but then saw a pile of rubble, of which he decided to go clean up. He moved over to the pile, and was surprised to see, when he picked up the rubble, a numemon, with extra tentacles sticking out of it's eyes, its nose, and everywhere. The tentacles were a sickly yellow color, and the numemon was whimpering in pain, before it slowly turned to data. Before it data-tized, Nagato let out a blood chilling scream. Not one like a girl, but one more of someone drived mentally insane. He started to gasp for air, in short breaths, and curled up against the wall of a destroyed building, cries of agony ripping out of his chest.

*following Nagato Before seeing him*
I will join the resistance if i have to sneak my way in!
*sees Nagato*
HOLY CRAP! are you ok?
*Tamake finds himself gasping for air and falls over*
Barbamon... whats happening...
*gasps for air*