Hi, again. Thanks for the reviews from everyone. I was doing a quick read through my story and I forgot the one thing I warned people in the beginning. I forgot the weather facts and commentes. Well there in chapter 3 and in other places later on.
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Chasing the Perfect Storm:
The Inconceivable F6
By FocusR.
Ch. 3 Studio Café
TK strolled to Studio Café with Patamon flying along side of him from there apartment. Subtle taps by TK's warn tennis shoes; along with faint car-horns and city traffic were the only noise after walking numerous blocks in the silence. Slowly flying in front of TK, he fought the scorching heat, as the silence between them started getting to him.
"Where are we going TK?" Patamon finally squeaked.
"I already told you," TK commented as he looked straight ahead. "We're going to Studio Café to meet someone."
"Who are we going to see? O, are we going to meet with Kari and Gatomon." Patamon cheerfully commented as he flew joyfully around TK once.
"Sorry pal, but not right now, anyway. First were going to meet with Davis and Veemon about them." TK said as Patamon landed on his head.
"That's too bad." Patamon miserably said. "Did you talk to Davis about the letter?"
Glancing up at Patamon TK replied, "What do you think?"
Almost instantly, Patamon answered back, "NO!"
Giving Patamon a somewhat disenchanted look, he commented. "Actually I did, when I mentioned it he seemed not really interested in his own fortune, but more in my advantage since Kari is somewhere near by. I have a good a hunch that he knows more than he is letting on."
"What's this?" Patamon squeaked as he flew down to TK's briefcase and pulled out the piece of paper that was sticking almost 75 percent out.
Patamon landed back on TK's head, and flapped the piece of paper right in TK's face.
"This is a forecast I got from them. The strange thing is I don't know how they got onto my desk without being caught."
A confused face covered Patamon's face. "What do you mean?"
"I mean there are cameras and motion detectors all over that alert security. Not even a Digimon could pass through that building without triggering at least one alarm." TK answered as they came walking up to the Studio Café. Glancing up at Patamon TK said. "You might want to keep a low profile so people don't get curious."
Then with a quick nod, Patamon flew down into the laptop carrying case.
Walking into the Studio Café, the café was very modern. Stainless steal covered the walls as sparsely scattered bland art hung randomly over them. Small two person tables sprinkled haphazardly throughout the café added the crowded always even when the café was empty. Along with the tables, pine and metal booths lined three-quarters of all the walls. In the far right corner were two small sets of doors for waiters and waitress to burst through at any moment.
As TK made his way through the maze of table, he noticed Davis at a far booth in the left corner. Davis was sitting peacefully staring at his laptop as sport scores of different baseball and soccer teams scrolled across the 17-inch screen. Then in sudden bursts, he would start almost franticly typing something and press enter as he chatted with someone online.
"Hey Davis," TK replied as Davis quickly slammed the screen of his laptop down and as Patamon sneaks out of the briefcase and over to the other side of the booth.
"Hey TK," Davis comments, "I didn't see you there. How are you doing?" As he stashes his laptop next to him while Veemon appears from behind him.
"Hey Patamon, Hey TK what's up." Veemon said as he noticed both of them.
"We're doing fine," TK comments, "How about you two."
" Davis was just chatting with--"
"--Linda from work, otherwise we're doing pretty well after my little run in with Ron this morning." Davis replied cutting Veemon off in mid sentence.
"So Davis what did you want to talk to me about here that we couldn't discuss at the station." TK commented, rather suspicious of Davis's unusual actions.
"What do you mean?"
"You know what I'm talking about, how you almost blew up on me in the station, when I didn't seem interested in working with them." TK replied as he sat down on the other side of the booth while a waiter came up and served them a couple glasses ice water.
Davis stayed silent until the waiter walked off out of listening range. Then glancing around the café he noticed no one was paying attention to them or their Digimon. "TK, I'm serious, have you lost it. At the station when we talked you had very little to almost no interest in doing the story or in Kari."
"I beg your pardon. I do have interest in doing the story." TK quickly shot back at Davis.
"And Kari?"
"Why do you want to know about that?" TK questioned with a guarded and toned-down voice.
"Come on TK I know you still like her, since you still have a small picture of you two under one of those piles of paper on your desk." Davis considerately replied as he leaned back on the bench.
"How do you know…? Have you been snooping around in my desk?" TK barked as he slammed his palms down onto the table.
"Calm down, I thought you wanted to keep this low profile so the whole world wouldn't to find out." Davis quickly said trying to keep a calm composure.
"I want to know if you have been snooping around my desk." TK angrily replied through his teeth.
"You want the real answer" Davis replied as he rolled his eyes. Then subtly nodding his head TK agreed as a stern look completely covered his face. "I didn't dig through your desk, but I did deliver something this morning before you arrived."
Patamon pulled out the folded piece of paper out of TK's briefcase and laid it out on the metal table. "This forecast right." He squeaked as he flew onto the table.
"O good you did get the forecast that Hawkmon gave me this morning."
"Why would Hawkmon give out of all people this forecast to you?" TK replied befuddled by the thought of it.
"TK calm down, I'm just as deep as or deeper than you are." Davis replied keeping an concentrated face.
"What do you mean, Davis?" TK commented absolutely bewildered by what he meant.
"Doesn't the forecast give you a clue?" Davis remarked as he leaned onto the table.
"You're working with them to get me a story."
Falling back hard onto the pine bench, Davis gave up. "Yes I am trying to help them get you a story, TK!" Davis shouted sarcastically. Then taking a deep breath, he tried to gather his thoughts.
"Come on TK is it that hard for you figure this out." Veemon quickly remarked as he jumped onto the table with a loud thump. "Who do you really think Davis was really chatting with before you came in?"
What does he mean? Is the other DD working with him to try to get me a story or is there something else they are trying to devise. I really doubt that Davis is trying to hook me up with Kari since I think he still has a strong crush on her.
"OK you two I give up. What's the real idea behind your scheme?" TK replied, as he lowered his hands to the metal table.
"For the past week they have been telling me that there is a chance for a Mesoscale Convective Complexes thingy that could break the record for amount of tornados in one super storm, this weekend. It could easily out do the tornado rampage of 150 twisters, which spread over 16 states back in 1974." Davis replied as he pulled out his laptop and pulling up some of the maps and animations. "Take a look here this is one model Tai sent me this morning." Davis replied.
Looking closely at the slow animation that flashed on the laptop TK could notice some of the effects of a super squall line forming. "I've seen these this morning on the computer models. The storm has potential for strong winds because of the chance it could bow out but for the most part, it doesn't have perfect the atmosphere to fuel it to produce tornados. We need dew points in the upper 70s, clear skies before the storm, a cold upper atmosphere and a very warm earth surface. Right now on all the models, I have been getting are cooler temperatures and dew points in the 50s before the storm hits the area. Otherwise, before this thing hits the Cities are going to get a nice relief from the heat."
"The only thing I understood of that whole speech was temperatures. Can you speak in English please?" Davis replied while an utterly perplexed look covered his face.
"I'm just saying the correct elements aren't going to be in place for something that gigantic to happen." TK replied as he leaned back into the bench.
"I'm telling you TK they keep informing me and looking at this model I can tell that this storm will grow that large."
"Since when did you become the meteorology expert?" TK answered looking at Davis's concerned and cocky face.
" Davis, what do you mean, we're going to have worse weather that a few days ago." Veemon replied as he sat down on the metal table.
"Honestly Veemon, I don't know what's going on up there. Why don't you ask the meteorologist?" Davis replied with frustration in his voice.
"TK how do those Tornado thingies form and will they be worse than a few days ago." Veemon asked as TK placed his arms in front of him on the table.
"Haven you listened on when I do reporting on those storms." TK replied as Veemon shook his head side to side.
"We don't watch Channel 6 when there is a storm because Davis…" Veemon shut up instantly when Davis gave him a little jab in the side. "No." Veemon then quickly replied as Davis gave him nasty look.
"OK I just give you a quick overview on how they form." TK replied as he rolled his eyes and leaned back into the hard pine bench. "The reason we have tornados is because the US is between the cooler weather system from the north and the tropical air from the gulf. The warm air pushes north during the spring and summer months. Warm air usually moist and usually very unstable in the atmosphere only needs is a little spark or trigger point and it could explode into a storm. Eventually if the conditions are perfect, a sharp wind shear along with the spin of the earth causes a horizontal column in the thundercloud to rotate strangely counterclockwise. If it gets a certain gust that comes toward the column, it will split and start spinning towards the ground. Causing the tornado as long as it touches if it doesn't it stays as a funnel." Before TK could continue, Patamon tugged on his shirt. As TK glanced over at Davis and Veemon, he saw they were vast asleep. "A hum!" TK coughed waking both of them from there little nap.
"Getting back to your question," TK replied to Veemon who was rubbing his eyes. "Looking at the models this morning, I don't think that the storms tomorrow will be as bad as the ones a few days ago. Don't worry they shouldn't develop to anything more than a few sprinkles..." TK replied as he began to look at the models and animations that continued to play on Davis's laptop. " Davis, email me those files you got from them. I want to look closer at them. Their figures might be more precise than what I have. Considering that all the figures on our machines round up to the whole degree, and that could really change my forecast model."
Yawning Davis replied, "Sure here you go TK," as he handed TK a CD. "Hawkmon gave this to me this morning to."
"What else did Hawkmon give you this morning, for me?" TK replied with an inquisitive voice.
"For you, he gave me this envelope too?" Davis replied as he pulled it out of his carrying case.
"What's inside?" TK replied, as he looked it over.
"I don't know I didn't open it." Davis replied.
Then showing Davis the open part of the envelop TK commented, "Then who did?"
Almost in unison, they turned to Veemon who was peacefully whistling to himself at the corner edge of the table. "Veemon!" Davis shouted. "That envelop was for TK not you. Can't you read?"
"I didn't read it I just opened it to see what was inside." Veemon replied as he climbed down to the bench.
"I'm sorry TK, I guess--"
"--Don't worry Davis it's OK. Patamon does that to me all the time." TK replied cutting Davis off in mid sentence. Then glancing down at his watch TK continued. "Well I should be taking off considering we have been here for three hours."
As TK and Patamon walked out of the Studio Café, TK finally opened the envelope.
"What's inside TK?" Patamon said as he landed on TK's head.
"Two Tickets to Theater Park on the other side of town for a play. It's tonight at 8pm?" TK replied in a curious tone.
Thanks for reading my latest chapter. Besure to leave a review or your guess on what could happen next, They're cherished, so thank you in advance.
FocusR.