...well, that was actually kind of fun.

A rather catchy song to.

A good message too.

Lady Dora? Are you all right?

Hm? Oh, I'm fine. Just fine.

You keep pacing though. And you keep picking up the D-comm every ten minutes to look at all the posts and you took off the amulet.

It's....it's nothing.

Lady Dora, I know you're lying.

Well....you see....

I kind of....have this thing about dances. One of my biggest regrets is never being able to go to balls because mother never believed I was lady enough to go.

So, everytime I hear about a dance, I have this desire to go and it's....it's really hard not to go. But I can't go. I mean, I'm on probation for DATS! Like they'd let me in.

But in thinking that, I get...fidgetty and nervous and oh me, I feel like I'm going to boil over and that's BAD! Which is why I took it off, but still...

....oh, I want to go to the prom!

I suppose I should introduce myself, now that I've thought it over.

My name is Dora Mattingly. I am one of the DATS probation agents.

Yes, I did work for the Dark Area. I will not apologize for what I did, but I keep my word. So, since I have agreed to cooperate with DATS, I will.

That is all.

[Locked to Jack and Maddie]

If Sir Daniel ever mentioned me, PLEASE do not contradict what I have said. It is very important. If anything I said means nothing to you, then please don't worry about it.

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[Locked to Filia and Ashton]

I told you both about my mission. We have reason to believe that continuing with the act may be better for us in the long run, so I ask, please don't mention anything about it for a while longer.

To my friends, I wish to inform you that I am headed for the Dark Area for the attempt to take down the forces there. I will be gone a while.

Ashton, I hope you will be well while I'm gone. You are a very dear friend to me, as our your companions. I hope you will not worry too much about me. Despite my appearance, I am able to handle myself. I will return, one way or another, and I'm sure I'll be well. I just hope it's from a success.

Filia, we only met once, but I must admit, it was an honor to meet one like you in the flesh.

James, while I'm still not certain of your intentions, you did seem taken with me. I had a wonderful time that evening and wanted to tell you so you did not worry.

Sir Daniel...the one from my world here that I feel assured that I can call friend. For what I am to do, I still owe my thanks to you as well as Lady Samantha and Sir Tucker for giving me the strength to do. For freeing me and my people back home, I feel the need and courage to help others find their freedom and for that, I owe and thank you for.

I am unfamiliar with technology and I'm not exactly sure how to go about this.

My name is Dorethea Mattingly. Though I don't know much about technology, I can fight and I do have diplomatic skills. And after hearing of this tyrant of a man, Kurata, and the Demon Kings, I would like to offer my services to DATS.

A day to celebrate Fathers? Interesting. I never heard of such a day.

It's too bad. I did get along rather well with my father. It's one of the things I regret that I was away from home when he moved on.

Well, if you can hear me Father, from wherever you went, Happy Father's Day.

It seems I've met someone.

Hey everybody! I'm Dracomon, Dora's Digimon partner!

I was certainly surprised to see dragons here. She explained the tamer and Digimon relationship. She's quite charming.

Oh, you're too kind.

Oh dear. Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. This...is far from good. I need to find a portalway home soon. I have to go back home. I have people waiting and my brother might misbehave.

Does anyone know how I can get to Amity Park? If I can get back to Amity Park, I can get home easily enough.

Though, I do wonder how I got here. Portals do not usually form quite so quickly and I've never had one pull me in like that. I've heard there has been a device that the Fentons made, but that was to send people back.

This is all so confusing...

...

I hope Sydney is all right. For me to suddenly vanish on him, he must be worried.

((OOC: Strikes are illegible.))