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[angry_friendship_wolf]

It's been an exhausting few days back in the Digital World.

Yamato looks like he's just about ready to fall asleep as he slopes into the bar -- but his work isn't done yet, so he settles at the Bar and sets out his notebooks and maps, getting to work on a repair schedule, supply logs, and most importantly of all, plotting the fastest route to the portside town where he's set to meet Taichi's half of the team.

It all takes up quite a lot of space on the Bar.

Bar helpfully provides some coffee, but even as he sips it he seems to be in imminent danger of falling asleep, his eyes drifting shut every so often before he jerks awake again just before he can fall off his bar stool.

He'll sleep when this work is done. Whenever that is.

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[childofrebellion]

Cassian enters with his datapad in hand as he considers some work, only pausing slightly as he realizes he's in Milliways.

Then he heads to the counter, sees Yamato's sprawl and nodding, then rushes over, asking Bar for a pillow to put under Yamato's head, "Yamato?"

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato gives a startled grumble, straightening up again before he can fall over.

"I'm fine," he says, shaking off the tiredness and grabbing his mug of coffee. "Just need to get this coffee down me."

[childofrebellion]

"Or you could take a break and rest before getting back to work. You'll get more done that way since you won't be losing time to almost falling asleep." Kay has used this argument on Cassian.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"I don't feel like resting," Yamato says, taking a gulp of this coffee. "And this is strong stuff, once it hits my system I'll be bouncing off the walls, just you wait."

[childofrebellion]

Cassian shrugs and sits down, ordering his own caf and finding a place to set his datapad, "What are you working on?"

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Preparations to leave Harwell Town. We, er," he grimaces a little. "We finished up the mission there. Found Daisuke. Time to move on now."

It probably shows in his tone that the mission didn't turn out quite how he'd have liked it to, even if it was a success.

[childofrebellion]

"Did anyone get hurt during the mission?" It sounds like Yamato's not mentioning details.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Yeah, one casualty. Warudamon," Yamato says, rubbing a hand across the back of his neck. "You remember I mentioned that she was offering a cure for the Infection? Turns out that cure was just her dragging the Infection into herself. She went berserk, and Takeru had to kill her."

He rattles it all off in the most flat, dead-toned way possible, like he's giving a report on the weather.

[childofrebellion]

"Has he killed anyone before?" That's a hard thing for anyone to do and he knows Takeru's younger than Yamato.

[irish_vagabond]

Cassidy comes downstairs (clean and fully healed and regenerated, no evidence whatsoever of having endured an entire night's worth of being repeatedly shot), wearing a t-shirt with a panda smoking a cigarette on it, and immediately heads to the bar for something to eat.

There's...lots of paperwork spread around.

And there's a kid (what was his name? something like 'tomato' but not quite) trying not to fall asleep.

Cassidy digs into his back pocket and fishes out a handful of random pills. Blue ones, red ones, yellow ones. He holds his palm out in front of Yamato's face before he nods off into the countertop.

"D'ya need a pick-me-up?"

[angry_friendship_wolf]

... Oh shit, this might be the first time anyone's ever offered Yamato drugs. And here was him thinking all those Peer Pressure: What To Do If You Get Offered Drugs PSAs they showed at school would never come in handy.

"Thanks for the offer, but I think I'm covered," he says with a wan smile, raising his mug of coffee. "This is strong enough that I'll be rebounding off the walls just as soon as it -- ..." He pauses to yawn. "As soon as it hits my system."

[irish_vagabond]

"Alrighty," Cassidy chirps as he stuffs the pills back into his pocket. More for him!

"Coffee, is that all? Ever tried Red Bull? Once I drank an entire six-pack an' took quite a bit of speed, didn't sleep for like a whole bloody week." He snorts a short laugh.

"What's all this, then? Looks serious."

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato peers at Cassidy dubiously, before giving the Bar a quick tap. When a can of Red Bull appears, he pours a little of it into his coffee. The concoction foams in an interesting if perhaps unnatural way.

"Thanks for the tip."

If it'll help him stay awake, then it's useful advice, after all.

"Supply and transit logistics," he says. "My team's been given orders to rendezvous at a port town a few days west of our position, so I'm plotting out the quickest route there and how many supplies we'll need for the journey. And a repair schedule for the town we're leaving, so they can rebuild quicker."

[irish_vagabond]

"No problem!" he says brightly, clapping Yamato on the shoulder. It's unnatural, all right! It's one chemical compound away from being unfit for human consumption. Which is why Cassidy likes it.

Cassidy rests an elbow on the bar and leans against it as Yamato explains what the paperwork is all about. "Hmm, right, that does sound serious. An' boring, but I guess that's to be expected. Sorry, mate, you're the fella with some kinda powers, right? An' a monster friend? Sorry, it's been a while."

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"I -- actually find it pretty interesting. Or not interesting, more like not-boring. Neutral."

Does that make sense? Yamato's not sure that makes sense.

"Yeah, that sounds like a description of me," he says, a little wryly. "And you're the vampire, right?"

He takes a sip of his new concoction, cocking his head slightly at the taste. It tastes ... frothy. It's a very frothful flavour.

[irish_vagabond]

Cassidy flashes a lopsided grin, flicking a couple of finger guns at him. "Sounds like me, too. And nope, neutral's still kinda boring, really."

He hops up onto a stool and settles himself, careful not to disturb any papers or books. "Hope you don't mind if I eat. Want anything?"

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"You've never had that thing happen where your brain just kinda switches off enjoyment and boredom?" Yamato asks. "It's like that."

Yamato's not sure he explained that well, but oh well.

"Nah, go right ahead. Maybe smelling your food will make me hungry."

Or maybe not, if that food ends up being blood.

[run_barry]

During one of those nods, in between one eye blink and the next, Barry is suddenly sitting on the stool beside Yamato.

The gust of wind may herald his arrival, but otherwise he looks like he's been sitting there all along.

"Yamato. You look tired," Barry observes, helpfully laying his forearm across the nearest stack of papers so they don't blow away.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Nothing gets by those keen CSI instincts of yours, clearly," Yamato says, grumbling (and throwing Barry a glare) but without much actual rancour. "I'm fine, this coffee will hit my system any second now."

He takes a demonstrative gulp of his coffee, wrinkling his nose a little at the taste. It's pretty much just a mug of extra-strong espresso.

[run_barry]

Barry shrugs with his smile, the expression saying, 'what can I say?'

It turns skeptical a moment later even as he nods to Yamato's words.

"Oh, it will huh? That's cool, should I time it or just... wait?"

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Smartass," Yamato mutters, taking another gulp. He pauses to give a big, wide yawn, swaying just a little bit on his bar stool. "Don't think I won't throw this coffee on you."

[run_barry]

Barry reaches out a hand to set on Yamato's shoulder to steady him, shaking his head.

"I'd dodge it. Now, what are you doing? Why not get some sleep?"

Turning his attention down to the papers and maps, Barry tries to figure out what Yamato is working on.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"When'd you become such a mother hen?" Yamato asks irritably.

He shakes his head, pulling the notebook towards himself. "We rescued Daisuke, so our business in Harwell Town is done with," he says, and while he's dropping into the usual flat, dead tone he gives when making reports, there's a definite hint of brittleness to his tone that he might have hid better if he had more sleep.

"Taichi's ordered us to rendezvous with his half of the team at Berners Port in five days, so I need to figure out the fastest, safest route there, arrange all the supplies we need, make sure the town has a repair schedule for -- ..." He gives another yawn. "For fixing up its damaged buildings. That kind of thing."

[run_barry]

"Mm, learning from you," Barry replies, not bothering to even try and cover his smirk.

"You did? That's awesome," Barry says, glad to hear they got another one of their friends out. Yamato's flat tone is hard to read though, and Barry hesitates a moment, suddenly not so certain.

"I mean... that is awesome, right? Did-- did it go alright?"

They'll get back to what Yamato's doing and that yawn in a minute.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Well, stop that. I'm not a damn role model," Yamato says.

He gives a tired grumble, scraping a hand through his hair before downing another gulp of coffee. His tone is still flat when he says: "One casualty. Warudamon -- the Digimon offering that miracle cure for the Infection," he says. "Her cure involved pulling the Infection out of people and into herself. She was already at her limit, and then she went past it and went berserk."

To say nothing -- for the moment -- of the other stuff that has Yamato feeling weird about this whole thing.

"So we took her down."