Sayu woke, instinctively grabbing the thing that had been approaching her by one of the convenient spikes on its back, and chucked it as far as she could.
"GIT 'WAY FR'M MEH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She screeched angrily, before she realized she had thrown Gizamon into the cave wall. She blinked. "Oh. Not 'n Cairo..." Gizamon, rubbing his head painfully, glared at her.
"You could at least say sorry..." He grumbled. Sayu snarled, and he recoiled. "Nevermind! Sorry sorry sorry!" Sayu smirked, then turned her glare on the wide-eyed and frightened Scubamon and Divermon.
"Whatcha lookin' at?" She snapped. They, like Giza, recoiled.
"Sorry!" They both yipped.
"Want some breakfast? It's all made..." Scubamon pointed at the (raw) fish he was eating. Sayu frowned.
"Wha's dat?" She asked suspiciously. "Looks like some weahd liz'rd -t'ing...?"
"It's fish. Don't you have fish in your world?" Divermon asked, curiously. Sayu blinked.
"Uh. Prolly. Not where I'm fr'm, dough. I'm fr'm da desert... 'Sit good?"
"Yeah!"
"Alrigh', den." So, Sayu and Gizamon sat down beside them at ate (raw) fish. "Hey! Dis stuff's good!" Sayu said, devouring the (raw) fish.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!" Isthian yelled in panic as he saw the "dæmon woman" start to chase him. "I SWEAR, I'M SORRY!! I'LL NEVER DO IT AGAIN!! AND YOU'RE MUCH MUCH PRETTIER THAN YOUR SISTER, I SWEAR!!!" Don't ask where he got that panicked thought from. Just... don't.
Hayamon yawned before answering Penguinmon. "Sure, I know. Humons are insane. D'ya got anything to eat? I'm staaaaarrving..."
"ISTHIAN!" Fiona yelled. "CALM DOWN! ...I don't... have a sister! ...ISTHIAN!"
Penguinmon shook his head. "No. I am too. Maybe there's some fruit or something in these trees..." he looked up, but it didn't look promising.
"WELL, I'M STILL SORRY!" Isthian wailed. Then he stopped running, and blinked. "Err..." he said cautiously, "...you don't have a sister? Then, uhhh... what'd I do wrong, again?" He looked frankly confused, and a little worried.
Hayamon chirped happily. "FOOD!" He looked up at the trees... and up... and up... and fell flat on his back, because he didn't exactly have what one would call a "neck." He moaned. "I'm hungry..."
Fiona put her hands on her hips. "I don't know. But be rest assured, if you did do anything wrong, I'll find out about it." she paused. "...you don't happen to know where we are... do you?
Penguinmon began flapping his wings furiously to try to get to some of the taller trees, the ones he couldn't see the tops of. But of course, only Flying Penguins could fly, and Penguinmon was not a Flying Penguin. "This stinks," he said, and then looked around. "...do you know where Isthian and Fi got off to?"
Isthian looked around and frowned, rather relieved that Fiona wasn't about to kill him. Or, at least, was claiming that she wasn't. "Um... Digi-thingy, still?" he guessed.
Fiona blinked. "Well, of course... but... where in the Digi... uh... thingy?"
"Well, it's, errr... kinda... ummm..." He sweatdropped. "Not a forest. Not an ocean. What's one of those things -- you know, those big dry things that aren't a forest or an ocean?" Okay, so geography wasn't one of his best skills.
Fiona blinked again. "Umm... desert?"
Isthian snapped his fingers. "Yeah, that'd be it!" He joined in the blinking fun -- sand kept blowing into his eyes. "I didn't know that there were forests right next to deserts."
"Neither did I," said Fiona. "This is a really screwed up place..." Beat. "Where are the others? When did we lose them?"
"Uhh... I kinda think I oughta be asking you that. I don't remember much after that wood-demon-thingy..." He frowned and shook his head sharply, trying to clear his memory. "What happened with that, anyway?"
Fiona shrugged. "You think I know?" she sighed. "I am so confused..."
"You and me both!" Isthian sighed. "So what do we do now?"
"Well, I'm going to sit down," said Fiona, and she did so. "I'm tired. And hungry... don't happen to have any food, do you?"
Isthian laughed. "Food? Where would I be keeping it?" He patted the pockets of his tattered jeans in demonstration. "I'm hungry, too..."
"This sucks," Fiona said rather simply, and threw a handful of sand at a nearby cactus. "Why couldn't we have gotten lost in a tropical island paradise or something?"
Thian's eyes danced. "Now there's a thought!" He grabbed Fiona by the hand and dragged her to her feet. "Let's go look for one!"
"What?" shouted Fiona. "Where would we find one? WE'RE IN A DESERT!"
"Well, that's the beauty of it, now isn't it? If a desert was right next to a forest, then the tropics MUST be right next to the desert!" Isthian beamed at his powers of logical deduction.
Fiona gave Isthian a look of disbelief, but then smiled. "Yeah... sure... lead the way, Isthi-boy."
Thian grinned at her. "That's the spirit! Come on, we'll find it yet!" He dashed off across the desert -- away from the forest -- then paused, turned, and waved an energetic arm back at her. "Come on, then! It'll be great!"
Fiona raced towards him. "This is insane you know... the odds of actually finding a tropical island paradise right next to a desert is... never mind."
Isthian grinned happily. "Exactly!"
Back with the Digimon...
Hayamon looked around unhappily. "No, I don't... where could they have GONE to?!"
Penguinmon shook his head. "For some reason... I... don't want to know."
"Well, I do!! I miss my partner! He could get HURT out there, without me!!" Hayamon sweatdropped as he realized what stage he was in. "Not that I'd really be much help, huh?" he asked, a little sadly.
"No... not really," said Penguinmon shaking his head again. "Although, I'm not very much use to Fiona either. I haven't even digivolved once yet!"
"Aww, I'm sure you'll do great, when you need to!" Hayamon laughed. "Thi's so reckless, I just needed to sooner."
Penguinmon sweatdropped. "Yeah... I'd bet."
Hayamon sighed. "I miss him already..." Then he started to shout -- "I WANT MY PARTNER BAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!"
"OW!" Penguinmon covered his ears with his flippers. "You don't have to yell!"
Hayamon stopped, sniffled, and continued quietly. "I'm sorry... I just... hate being without him..." But his cheery personality could not be kept down for long, and he soon perked up again. "Whaddya say we go ask Tekumon if he's got any food? He's right over there!"
Penguinmon quickly turned around. "He is?"
"Mmhmm!" Hayamon couldn't exactly point, so he hopped off in the proper direction instead. "See?"
Penguinmon followed him and began yelling at Tekumon to get his attention. "TEKUMOOON! OVER HERE!"
"HEY, TEKUMON!! YOU KNOW WHERE ANY FOOD IS?!"
After the breakfast of (raw) fish, Sayu decided to check up on the locations of those other kids. She took out her digivice, and switched it to map mode. Blinking, she saw a white dot and a green dot coming towards her. They were a bit off, though. Hm.
"Hey!" She poked Gizamon. "Ya done? We're gonna go meet up wit' th' two ot'ers comin' dis way!" She grabbed Giza by one of his spikes, and pulled him up the stairs, Scubamon and Divermon following curiously. They peered out the entrance to the hut as Sayu and Giza left through the front door. Sayu glared at Gizamon. "Well? Ya've eaden! Digivolve! It'll b'easier dat way!" Gizamon nodded.
"Gizamon digivolve to... Maildramon! We'll be back soon!" Maildramon seemed to smirk as Scubamon and Divermon stared with wide eyes, jaws moving soundlessly. Sayu, who was also smirking, hauled herself onto Maildramon's back. Maildramon took off, flying in the direction Sayu indicated. After about fifteen minutes of flying, they spotted Fiona and Isthian, and Maildramon landed.
"Oy! Where's ever'un else?" Sayu said, as she motioned for them to climb aboard. Now, normally, Sayu wouldn't have cared about everyone else. But, now, she really wanted to make some progress. Something told her that this 'Lord Metalseadramon' she'd heard mentioned was going to be a problem in the near future.
"Hey!" Christo yelled, pointing, "The trees get thinner over there!" She ran, and stopped. She had reached the edge of the forest.
"A... desert?" Labramon raised what would have been her eyebrows, had she had any.
"As long as we're out of here." Christo shrugged.
Kamika nodded, walking down the path. "I wonder if we'll find anyone there." Looking at her digivice, she remembered that they had broken for her. "Geez. .. I wish I knew what happened." She muttered.
Sayu looked up, as she heard familiar voices from about two yards away, coming out of the forest. Spotting Kamika and Christo, she smirked.
"GETCHER SELVES OVAH HEAH!" She screeched at them. Maildramon winced at the loud noise so close to his ears, and sighed.
Kyrainia, who had been in some sort of self-induced trace, (she's just special like that) suddenly realized that everyone was gone. She thought that there were a few digimon left, but she didn't really care. Wondering vaguely where everyone was, she checked her digivice. The dots flickered for a second, giving her one good look at where everyone was before it flickered off. And stayed off.
"Bloody piece of shit..." she muttered. Standing, she started off in that direction, before wondering why on earth she was following anyway. They left her. What does it matter now, anyway? She decided to go off in a different direction instead. She liked being alone anyway.
Kamika looked up and saw Sayu. She sighed in relief and turned to Christo. "Let's follow!" She looked behind her, trying to figure out where Chris when. "Where'd he go already??" She asked curiously. Puttimon followed behind her, slightly happy they had found different company.
Isthian blinked at Sayu's sudden appearance, then shrugged. "I've no idea where they are. We're off looking for the tropics!" He stepped back, and gestured for Fiona to go ahead of him. "Wanna go with her? I could give you a hand up."
Chris blinked. Suddenly, with the coming of morning, Kamika and Christo had apparently found their way out.... thankfully, the little plant-thingies had departed. He still didn't trust them. He poked his digivice one more time to see if it worked. It didn't. At this, he simply got up, brushed himself off, and headed after the two of them. When he finally caught up, he saw that quite a few people had gathered- Kamika, Christo, Isthian, Fiona, and... he groaned. Sayu. Suddenly, his digivice beeped at him. He looked at it, pushed the map button, and saw suddenly that it was working again. He saw the amethyst-purple dot moving off in a different direction on its own and the orange dot nearby, but that was all he noticed in the brief glance before he clipped it back on his belt. He sighed. "So, what do we do now? Tekumon is still missing... and it looks like Penguinmon and Tsafmon...or whatever he is now, are gone, too. The digivices seem to be working again, though."
Tekumon had gone into power-save mode out of sheer boredom, but was awakened by Hayamon and Penguinmon. "Whah? Food? I don't have any... but maybe we should go find some. I'm getting REALLY hungry..." He got up and flapped his wings, rising into the air. "Follow me!" He flew off in the general direction of the desert.
Chaotic Demon Boy! Cue the 'I hate you, bastard' look. Sneering evilly at Chris, Sayu then addressed the group.
"I foun' dese two freeky Digimahn, who knew G'zamon fr'm s'mewher' 'r ot'er, an' I t'ink y'should all meet 'em... If anya yer Digimahn digivalve inta somet'in dat flies, den I t'ink w'could all get th'r..." She then glanced at Maildramon. "I t'ink Mall - Mael - " She frowned. "Mayldr'mon," She smirked, glad she'd gotten that right (*coughs*). "C'n carry four o' us... So's, me, Ist'ian, Ist'ian's girlfr'nd, an' Chr'sto c'n ride Mayldr'mon..." Maildramon nodded confirmation.
Christo turned to Sayu, "Thanks for letting me ride on Maildramon," she said gratefully, "But, uh, shouldn't we wait for Tekumon before we leave?"
Kamika blinked. She noticed that left her and Chris out. Turning to Puttimon, she asked. "Can you digivolve?" The bear digimon nodded and Kamika turned to everyone else. "So since that leaves me and Chris out, we'll ride on Bitmon." She suggested.
Taira laid back on the soft grass in the forest. She really didn't feel like opening her eyes. Head aches were the worst in the morning and surely enough would get worse through out the day. A warm body was curled onto her chest and a weight was lightly pressing on her legs. Little streaks of light caused her to see red marks on the back of her eyelids. It was morning most definitely, But what in Gods name was on her.
She opened her eyes carefully and gave a loud shout "Owwie!" The light had hit her iris directly and the pain was excruciating. She looked down her body to see a Fox lying on her chest. Freaking out on the inside she tried to slide it off. Behind the Fox thing was a weird and large bird thing.
Foxmon was looking at Poyomon as Taira was moving her. She was awakened by the scream of pain. "Taira what are you doing?" This made Taira jump up, knocking both the digimon off of her. The bird made a slight squeak and Taira grabbed a stick and pointed it at them. "What in the HELL ARE YOU! WHY ARE YOU TALKING! WHERE AM I! AND HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME!" Her scream reached the desert as it schoed, plus she was right near the edge.
Foxmon gave her an odd look and started giggling. "It's me Foxmon...remember..." The information started to come back into Taira's bizarre mind. She blinked and pointed to the pink thing. "I don't remember that thing!" Foxmon explain the bird and what had happened.
"I KISSED WHO!?" This caused the rookie digimon to sweatdrop "Isthian..But you were insane I think..." Falling backwards against the ground Taira gave a slight huff. "Great now I'm the slut of the group..." Seeing her humon friend slightly upset Foxy gave her a lick on the nose. "Don't cry Taira..."
"I can't help it...I've done so much and now everything is ruined. I killed TINA! It was all my fault...If I hadn't tricked Chris... And Fiona is going to kill me... Great...And poor Guardromon...died... Thian..Chris...and everyone else..." Taira petted Poyomon and let a slight tear fall. Her digivice was still working and it gave a beep.
Someone was trying to contact her or something. She could hear a voice, but of no one she recognized. She pressed a few buttons and saw where people were. She decided the best was to remain away from them till things calm down. Although she was going to stick near them all. Speaking of other things, Taira's stomach growled and so did the Digimons. After a short breakfast Taira started out to watch the others, crouching at the edge of the forest and watched what they were all doing.
"Oh, yeaaaah... Digimon. I wonder where mine's got off to?"
Said Digimon was scurrying after Tekumon, panting. "Hey, wait up!! I'm not as fast as I once was!" Hayamon squealed.
"He's not my boyfriend," said Fiona hotly. She was still far away from giving in. "And I refuse," she said, pointing at Maildramon, "To ride that thing."
Penguinmon, in the meantime, scooped up Hayamon in his arms and ran after Tekumon as well.
GLOWER.
"Whateveh. NOW GET ON."
Fiona crossed her arms. She still didn't like Sayu that much. "Make me."
Isthian was no longer quite sure he wanted to be in the middle of this. He took another step back and stared keenly into the middle-distance, in some random and wholly uninteresting direction.
Chris scowled. "We can fly ourselves, thank you..." He then blinked, and remembered that Tekumon was gone. "Poop." He turned, looking for Tekumon. "TEKUMON! WHERE ARE YOU?"
Meanwhile, amazingly enough...
Tekumon heard Chris' yell. "Hey! That's Chris! Come on, you guys!" He flapped faster, then saw that the other two were falling behind... He sighed, turned around, flew back, and took Hayamon. "Now you can go faster, Penguinmon! Come on, keep up!" He turned, Hayamon in his arms, and flew towards the source of the call.
So Kyrainia continued to wander in the forest, Mushroomon following after her. She was lost. She knew she was lost. But she didn't suppose it mattered and kept walking.
Seeing that the trees seemed to recede ahead, she walked out of the forest, only to find...
"Bloody hell! Am I bloody cursed or what?! Can't get away from you all for a damn second..."
"Oh, just ride the Maildramon, Fiona, we're wasting time!" Christo yelled, "Oh, hi Kyrainia!" she said to the new arrival, a good deal more cheerfully.
Hayamon was rather indignant at being tossed around so much, but that was overshadowed by his desire not to be left behind, so he let it be. He wanted to see his partner again soon, anyway.
Isthian decided that the whole issue with Sayu was not one he could handle easily, so he walked over to Kyrainia instead. "Nope!" he said, somewhat cheerfully. "Fi and I were going our own way, too, when that girl" -- he gestured behind him -- "showed up on her freaky evil Digi-thingy, and said we were goin' with her. Seems like we're just gonna keep running into each other regardless. So might as well save yourself the bother and stay, yeah?" He winked outrageously. "Besides, surely you don't think we're so bad as all that, right, beautiful?"
This whole thing rather irked Sayu. She may only be doing this because there was nothing else to do, but Sayu never half-assed anything, and she wasn't about to start now.
"LISTEN UP!" She screeched angrily, glowering darkly at all of them. "YOU WILL ALL FOLLOW ME, RIGHT NOW. NOW, HOP TO IT." Wow, did she actually say all of that in the correct grammar? Rage really does do something for her! Oh, here she goes again... "CHRISTO, ISTHIAN, FIONA, ON MAILDRAMON! KAMIKA, KYRAINIA, DEMON-BOY, ON KAMIKA'S DIGIMON! NOW!!!" Yep, she was still yelling at them. Looking scary, none the less. Her gray eyes were turning a very disturbing shade of red, and she somehow seemed bigger than she actually was. And were those fangs? Uh-oh. Sayu's pissed off.
Kamika flinched as she heard all of Sayu's yelling. Well she really hadn't heard ALL of what she said but the shouting did show one thing. She was MAD. She turned to Puttimon and nodded. The bear digimon knew what she meant and immediately acted. "Puttimon digivolve to. . . Bitmon!" Bitmon turned to Kamika who jumped onto her back.
Kamika looked at Chris and Kyrainia. "Mustn't further piss someone off." She said, resisting a grin.
Kyrainia crossed her arms. "Oh, I don't know. Pissing people off can be quite entertaining..."
Chris sweatdropped, backing away hurriedly. "She's even scarier than Fiona..." He took one final look around, wondering where Tekumon could be- he didn't want to leave his digimon behind.
Tekumon, interestingly enough, was just a short distance away, and closing in rapidly, with Hayamon still in his arms, and Penguinmon a short distance behind. He suddenly saw Chris and the others, and saw Maildramon looking like he was going to take off. He motored his wings all the faster, yelling "HEY! WAIT FOR US!"
Chris turned toward the source of the yell. "Tekumon! And Penguinmon! And...whoever that is! Hurry up!"
Chris turned to Kyrainia as he waited for Tekumon to get to them. "Yeah, you would have had lots of practice doing that, wouldn't you?"
She rolled her eyes. "Especially when the victim deserves it."
Chris narrowed his eyes. "To you, doesn't everyone deserve it?"
Kyrainia glared. "You act as if you know me. And I assure you, you don't. I can be quite pleasant to people. Just not jerks like you."
"Oh, so now I'm a jerk? And for you, wouldn't being pleasant kill you? That's the kind of vibe I get off of you!"
"You're worse than a jerk. You're a complete and total bastard. And even worse than that. There aren't words to describe what you are! Here's the thing, I don't forgive easily. And I never forget. And what you did is just indescribable. There aren't enough insults in this world that would bestow upon you what you deserve!"
"D-damn you!" He lowered his eyes. "I... I feel really sorry about that, you know. I would have stopped myself if I could! I would never want to inflict that kind of pain on anyone!"
She crossed her arms. "You have no bloody idea. At all. No clue as to the extent of what you did."
"Unfortunately, you're right... I don't... but I am very sorry. I know I'll probably be never able to make up for it, but I deeply apologize."
She smirked bitterly. "...bullshit," she muttered.
Chris sighed. He had heard her muttering, and knew that no matter what he said, she would probably hate him forever. "It's true, I guess... I should have fought harder against whatever that was. It really is my fault that all that happened... I'll never be able to atone for all that."
Kyrainia looked at him, her eyes flashing. "You know what? Frankly, I think you should just shut the bloody hell up. Nobody wants to hear about how god damn sorry you are. And how you had no control over what you were doing, and any of that. It happened, just get over it."
Chris backed away. "Sorry... you were the one that brought it up again in the first place! What did you want me to say, for god's sake!"
She paused, trying to find the words, but she didn't know what to say. "...I don't know."
Chris growled. "Well, then, damn it, why bring it up? If your aim was to simply hurt me in revenge, well, you've already achieved your goal! Why just keep piling it on?!"
"You know what?! I don't bloody know!! Okay?! What you did was bring THE most painful memories of my life right back to the surface! And I want you to feel every bit as much pain as I'm feeling right now! Because you had to go and use that ONE thing against me!! You know, I really wish it was you who was dead on the streets rather than him because you bloody deserve it." Kyrainia ran a hand through her hair, frustrated.
"So, what, just because whatever had control of me brought up bad memories, you think I should be dead right now? Oh, that's real nice, Kyrainia... That is SO you, you know that? You think you're better than everyone else, when you don't even realize that you're just as painfully flawed as the rest of us!" He stopped for breath. "And who are you to decide who deserves to die or not?"
"I think I'm better than everyone else? Quite the opposite. I KNOW I'm as flawed as everyone else. As a matter of fact, I'm perfectly aware that I'm MORE flawed than most people!" She smirked bitterly, almost painfully. "And I really wish I did have the power to decide who dies or not, because then maybe by your standards I'd be a nicer person. But I'm not. And I have every right to be the way I am."
"If you say that, then why do you think I don't have a right to be the way I am? I couldn't help it, damn it! Like you said, it happened! You're so hypocritical- you bring it up and then yell at me for talking about it! I understand he died. I know that. I'm sorry for you. But you can't go using it as an excuse to beat up on me or anyone else!"
"My father left me when I was a little girl. My mum and I don't get along at all. And the one person I truly cared for DIED about a month ago. Only about a month ago. I'd like to see you live through all that and not be just a bit bitter."
Chris was a bit taken aback. "O...kay... I guess I see where you're coming from. But that doesn't necessarily mean you have the right to take it out on people! Your problems are your problems! You can talk about them, and that's fine, but you need to learn the difference between talking and bashing!"
"I only bash the people who help make my life even far worse than it already is. The police are a far more inviting idea than having to deal with you for another minute."
Chris smirked. "Doesn't that mean your opinion of me is going up?"
She rolled her eyes. "Quite the contrary. I still think you deserve to be dead far more then half of the people who have died in the world." She turned away from him.
"So you keep running away? That's fine... of course, I do know that you WERE trying to get away from us. Just remember, Kyrainia, nobody can run forever." He turned away, too, just in time to see Tekumon finally reach the group.
Kyrainia's fists clenched, but she stayed still and silent. He just wasn't worth her time at the moment.
Isthian fretted and looked awkward while Chris and Kyrainia argued in front of him. About half-way through, he turned and left, unnoticed, heading back to Sayu and the others. "Let's ditch this place!" he called with false cheer, and vaulted up onto the back of Maildramon.
Kamika just sighed as she stayed sitting on top of Bitmon. "Do they really think that fighting will solve anything?" She asked, mostly to herself really.
Bitmon shrugged. "I wouldn't know. . ." She said as she watched the two fight more and more.
Kamika urged Bitmon towards them and spoke, "I think we should get moving," she suggested, wanting to break apart the bad tension.
"You should both lay off," Christo said to Kyrainia and Chris, as she climbed up onto Maildramon, "It happened. We all wish it didn't, but it did. And there's no need to punish Chris, it wasn't his fault, and I'd guess he's feeling enough guilt as a punishment as it is." She turned away from them.
"Now let's go already!"
Sayu watched the argument with interest. She snorted in disgust. They think they had it bad? Being possessed and one person dying? Fools! Sayu'd seen worse than that, but she really didn't care. She was happy with her life. She didn't care about hardships or difficulties. Things happen, then you move on. Simple as that. Rolling her eyes, she boarded Maildramon, as well.
"C'mon! Hurry up!" She snapped at those who had yet to board a Digimon.
Fiona gave a loud exasperated sigh. "Fine. But if that... thing kills me, I'm killing it back."
Chris looked over at Kamika. "No offense, but I'd rather fly, okay?" He turned to Tekumon, holding his digivice. "Tekumon, can you digivolve?"
Tekumon nodded, and put Hayamon down near Isthian. "TEKUMON DIGIVOLVE TO.... SAIBDRAMON!"
The newly digivolved dragon folded back his wings so that Chris could climb on. "Are we all set, then?" Chris called out. "Where ARE we going, anyway, Sayu?"
Sayu gave Chris a look that said he was annoying her and she already hated him enough to kill him someday.
"Dese fr'nds o' Giza's have dis hut-thing wit' a huge cave underneath it. Also, dey said somethin' 'bout a Metalseadr'mon, an' I thought dat was somethin' we should talk 'bout wit' ever'un dere. Dis Metalseadr'mon sounded like he was like... wood-t'ingy." Maildramon was glad a metal visor covered his face; the look on his visage right now was nothing short of horror. They intended to find out about Metalseadramon... and then they'd find out that he had used to work for him... Why couldn't anything ever be easy?
Kyrainia shot a glare at Christo before getting onto whatever digimon she was hitching a ride from. She held onto Mushroomon.
"Kyrainia..."
She ignored her over-hyper little digimon. She didn't want to talk about anything. Not now. Probably not ever.
