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>Activate an Optical Camouflage app.
This is an emergency situation. Something is wrong, and you don't want to stick around for it. Your concern towards his unresponsiveness prevents you from just going home and waiting till it blows over.
You activate your .app and vanish. Your body turns into a bright green lattice, similar to the untextured model that you've seen Digimon take on when injured or Digivolving. A neighbor walks right past you without batting an eye. The Optical Camouflage has stripped you of your skin, while also giving you the spectral sight needed to keep track of your own limbs.
You curiously look down at your leg. Sure enough, the model is different there. It's rougher and jaggier, reflecting the low-poly scar. It looks way worse when you're invisible, ironically. You look away.
The clock is ticking, so you don't waste any more time. You just push the back doors open and head out, clambering over a fence once you spot the group of servitors further down the walkway. If you had exited while visible, you would have run into them. Luck would not have been on your side then.
<span class="mu-s">"Psst!"</span>
"Shh! Not now, we still make noise."
You reject Phascomon's attempt to get your attention while searching for a nearby fire escape. Once you clamber onto a rooftop, far away from the robots, your camo drops. You lift the Linker to your mouth.
"Okay. What's up?"
<span class="mu-s">"Just doing some thinking. What do you think happened? Interviewing people outside Habs is a big step up from street searches."</span>
"I don't know. It's an escalation, so maybe they're getting more desperate to catch us."
<span class="mu-s">"Or something fresh has happened. I got a bad feeling about Doc."</span>
You do too. You've known the man for a long time now. Like you told your partner before, the Code Cracker isn't your friend like Squid is. But you still feel concern for him, and you truly appreciate everything he's done for you. Especially after entering the world of Digimon. You want to make sure he's fine.
His lack of replies AND the servitor presence outside your house is making you suspicious that you've been busted. It normally flows the other way, where overly undiscerning customers get Code Crackers caught due to their .app instances being traced and reverse engineered.
"Let's keep moving."
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One session of f1oat-ing across the roofs later, you've reached the disused district that his workshop is in. Doc specifically picked a spot far away from people.
So why is there a crowd moving around?
