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[ocd_mib]

Who: Takato, Juri, Hirokazu, Yamaki, eventually Ruki, partners
What: Lost & Found
When: February 15th, 2012
Where: The Graveyard


Yamaki Mitsuo didn't get out much. If at all. His job didn't really require it, and he wasn't exactly what one would call a "social butterfly." So, as he emerged from the lightpost with Keramon into the Graveyard... it was most certainly somewhere he had never been. Of course, not many people had.

As risky as it was to be doing this, it was riskier still to just leave Makino Ruki to survive on her own out here. With so many of their members injured, missing, or otherwise occupied in the aftermath of Chaosmon...

Well, someone had to do this. Rarely was it that he was sticking HIS neck out this far, but things changed.

Keramon gave an audible, irritated sigh as Yamaki began compulsively flipping his lighter while awaiting the other arrivals.

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[blackwarkazumon]

Guardromon, meanwhile, did the same.

[ocd_mib]

Yamaki followed Takato's lead. At that point in time, he wasn't there to BE any sort of leader. Rather, he was there to monitor and attempt to be a rational head if the need arose for it.

As they followed, taking up the rear, both he and Keramon did what they could to monitor the area around them. Nothing seemed more peculiar than he supposed the Graveyard ever normally did...

There was an odd feeling, however. Something strange was in the air, but he couldn't quite place it.

[dive_npc]

There was certainly a strange sound in the air, as a loud screech heralded the emergence of Dokugumon, who appeared from under the earth or from crawling out of holes in nearby rock faces.

All in all, there were now eight, screeching and advancing on the gathering of Tamers.