:: Charactors Involved ::
IceRenamon
Ray
Gyo (weiss hai)
Point-of-view has been changed to third person to give a more rounded viewpoint of the charactors.
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Bending over the sink and gripping the side tightly till her knuckles turned white, Ray was definitely in no condition to move. She shivered slightly, her ragged breath coming in gasps as the biting pain flared in her. She was half wet with the water splashe out of the sink by IceRenamon but she did not even think about it at this point of time. The pain... it hurt. It hurt very badly. Like metal claws that brutally slashed through her chest every time she moved. She locked the bath room door and agonisingly took off her shirt to survey the damage.
It was worse. The wound. A large gash of eight inches across her chest diagonally under her breasts. It had closed and begun to heal but the recent battle had loosened the stitches. She had re-tied the bandage in her room but the sudden unexpected force of Renamon falling atop her had torn open the wound. Gritting her teeth, She winced as she slowly took off the bandage. The long piece of white linen was soaking in warm fresh blood. It would have to be changed but first...
She could stand it no longer. The pain wrecked through her chest every time she drew breath. Sharp and biting even when she held her breath. She tried to breathe slowly to lessen the pain but it was so intense that she ended up shuddering again. Her nervous system was on fire. Like mutliple blades shearing through her bones and internal organs. She closed the lid of the toilet seat and sat upon it while her brain raced frantically. Removing the stitches and redoing it would mean the wound would never close properly now and there would be permanent and more visible scar... What other options did she have? She considered none. She did not have enough energy now to bio-merge with IceRenamon. She did not want Weiss Hai to intrude with her own buinesses.
'Heck its not like anyone's ever going to look...' She thought, still clenching her teeth tightly as she took out a medicine box from a cabinet nearby and with slightly shaky hands, cut a part of the string. This wouldn't do...
'Calm... be calm.' She thought as she stopped and breathed shallowly, trying to stop her racing heart and gain more control of her own actions. It was only at this time she noticed the hot exchange of words outside.
'Strange, that's not like IceRenamon to quarrel with Gyo. Unless she's also rattled out of her wits. She must be, I've forgotten how sharp her senses are.' Ray realised and brought herself to yell out a few words to bring about more silence. She got what she wanted. Peace. Calmly now, she removed the bloodied stitches, ignoring the blood that seeped out and the pain as much as possible.
'If I can shut out everything right now, I will also be able to shut out the pain.' And she did as she steadily redid the stitches, at an agonisingly slow rate but closing the wound no less. It was torturous to stitch up her own wound, but she stubbornly wouldn't let anyone else do it. Not even a doctor. She could manage perfectly by herself. Or at least that's what she thought. Finishing up the last bits, the redid the bandaging making sure it was firm and tight. A thousand curses if she had to do it again. Dumping the soiled bandage and blood soaked thread in the rubbish bin. She washed the scissors under the tap and kept it away. When she finally glanced in the mirror as her appearance, she realised how much the strain had taken its toll on her. She looked tired and pale. Not to the point of being haggard, there was still some colour in her cheeks, but the pain had constricted the blood vessels near the surface of her skin making her look whiter.
"Great... just great." She muttered and bent down, wincing yet again, to pick her shirt up and rebuttoned it. She would have to change her wet clothes in her room. Hopefully Gyo wouldn't be nosy enough to open the bin. She would slap him if he did. But she knew he wouldn't. He wasn't the type of guy. She splashed some water onto her face and smoothened down her golden hair...
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IceRenamon paced outside but after awhile she realised Gyo was watching her intensely. She sniffed at him and then leaned against the wall outside, staring at him. After waiting for the seconds to tick by, both of them heard some movements inside. Upon which, Gyo just turned and moved back towards the living room to sit on the sofa and watch the global news. IceRenamon gave him a steely stare and stood up to pad up to the bathroom door. She still smelt blood. Only now she smelt fresh blood. She sniffed. It was an aweful smell. Human blood. It was. It was metallic with the scent of chemicals in it. Unlike data which had no scent but only the feeling of having power. Intangible and unseen. Blood was, however, crimson red and liquid, staining and decomposing to darker brown. The slight flicking of her tail was the only thing helping IceRenamon in maintaining her cool appearance.
Yes, the smell of it was about to 'freak her out'. It was scary to smell the blood of her creator. She had not seen Ray injured for a long time, far longer than she could count. The Ray she knew wielded powers that could evolve five Renamon to Kyuubimon and a number of pokomon to Renamon. The Ray she knew had the power to easily evolve her to a higher level in the face of danger or to transform her into crimson or ebony mode if the situation required it. She was a powerful human, a special one who had travelled in and out of the digiworld so many times that she had incorporated some unseen power into herself.
But the Ray that IceRenamon knew was also weak. Weak in the sense that she could not heal herself unless in the Bio-merge with IceRenamon. Weak in the sense that she trusted not many people. And now, the time difference between them, she had actually pushed IceRenamon away, and tried to hide IceRenamon from seeing her weakness. Now IceRenamon was no certified pschologist. But she could tell that the gap that had bridged her and Ray had suddenly grown wider in that accident. And she begun to blame it on herself.
'If only I had reacted in time... I would have been able to catch her. Have my abilities been weakened? It must be it. To evolve from pokomon to Renamon, I have lost some data on my previous battles. I must decode the data of that monster. I must grow stronger to protect Ray.'
Feeling a sense of helplessness. IceRenamon scoffed a paw against the marble. The floor was still cold, but not as cold as it used to feel. She stood there, leaning agaisnt the wall. Just waiting, waiting for Ray to come out. Listening intently should she stop hearing the faint noises of Ray's movements, practically inaudible to the human ear, but not to hers. Something was thrown away. She heard the rush of wind signifying the swooshing of the dustbin's lid. She glanced at Gyo again. He was watching her. She knew it. He was watching her when he thought she didn't know. She folded her arms to continue waiting. Ray seemed to take forever. She hoped it was not too serious, whatever Ray's injury was. The seconds seemed to pass like minutes. Dragging on and on like it could go on forever.
'Ray... please be alright...'
More noises from within. And IceRenamon continued waiting patiently. Ever loyal and ready.
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Weiss Hai, cold and uncaring, the self-made man. Stood beside the blue thing. The thing that had remained standing while Ray had fallen. The blue monster who could disappear and appear by Ray's side yet had no time to catch Ray from falling. What a joke! What a decieving monster! Ray would only get up ending hurt. He could not trust this digimon. It was but a pile of data. He wondered why Ray would even take the risk of bringing it back home. It was sure to soil her house anyway. Had it decieved him? Making an act of bravely charging into the field and being unable to digivolve? It was a trap. It surely was. While it could easily evade the monster's grasp with its speed, it had not digivolved to save them. His eyes had seen the evidence. This one was not to be trusted. Or else why had it not digivolved, when they were attacked by the monster, to help them but only digivolved when it was alone with Ray?
Scheming dirty pile of data. He would have to report this to Hypnos without telling Ray. He knew Ray would not allow him to do so. He could tell Ray protected the ungrateful digimon. While normally he would mind his own buiness, he was somehow just concerned about Ray. He had, initially wanted to ask Ray out for lunch but it seemed she might not be well enough to go. He would just have to postpone the small interaction between them to a later date. Perhaps even a dinner tommorrow or some time later. Dinner? Hmmm.. that seemed like a good idea.
'Wait... why am I even interested in taking her out for a meal. I care for no one. I live by myself, independent of others...'
Thus began the inner conflict within his mind. He was a self-made man. Having risen to his status only by his own sheer effort. Having a higher physical strength than most people due to his perserverance and self-discipline to train. Yet, how is it that even he could not defeat a monster while that small puny soft-toy could? It was indirectly an insult. Yet, here he was, his mind actually dwelling over the lost chance of having a meal with Ray. Why? It was not important. What was important was that they find out more about the monsters. What was important was eliminating the threat before them. The threat that faced the city and took the lives of the civilians. The unseen threat that was probably building up its forces while people innocently went baout thier daily lives, yet knew at the back of their minds the city was no longer secure. It was thier job to eliminate this thinking. To make the city secure once again. Why, Ray was just his partner. He might even be reassigned another partner if he told them about what Ray had done. To break the barrier between the digiworld and real world and bring home a evil digimon.
Why? Why did he even care? Ray was just his partner. Someone whom was assigned to work with him on this case. He couldn't care much about her. He didn't, did he?
'Only because she is my partner and I must ensure her stable mentality for us to work together. She is one of the best with her skills. I must take her out for a meal to relieve her stress and urge her to delete that digimon as soon as possible. I cannot loose such a partner with extra-ordinary skills to manipulate data and technology. especially not one who is such an expert marksman too. It will do no good to mankind.'
Finally convinced that he was worried for Ray only because she was not as dispensible as the other agents in the organisation, Gyo continued to watch the news from around the globe, constantly glancing at IceRenamon to ensure that she wasn't goign to spring upon Ray once she got out of the bathroom and when his attention was directed to the news. He would have to do soemthing about it. AHA! Yes, he would do just that!
IceRenamon
Ray
Gyo (weiss hai)
Point-of-view has been changed to third person to give a more rounded viewpoint of the charactors.
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Bending over the sink and gripping the side tightly till her knuckles turned white, Ray was definitely in no condition to move. She shivered slightly, her ragged breath coming in gasps as the biting pain flared in her. She was half wet with the water splashe out of the sink by IceRenamon but she did not even think about it at this point of time. The pain... it hurt. It hurt very badly. Like metal claws that brutally slashed through her chest every time she moved. She locked the bath room door and agonisingly took off her shirt to survey the damage.
It was worse. The wound. A large gash of eight inches across her chest diagonally under her breasts. It had closed and begun to heal but the recent battle had loosened the stitches. She had re-tied the bandage in her room but the sudden unexpected force of Renamon falling atop her had torn open the wound. Gritting her teeth, She winced as she slowly took off the bandage. The long piece of white linen was soaking in warm fresh blood. It would have to be changed but first...
She could stand it no longer. The pain wrecked through her chest every time she drew breath. Sharp and biting even when she held her breath. She tried to breathe slowly to lessen the pain but it was so intense that she ended up shuddering again. Her nervous system was on fire. Like mutliple blades shearing through her bones and internal organs. She closed the lid of the toilet seat and sat upon it while her brain raced frantically. Removing the stitches and redoing it would mean the wound would never close properly now and there would be permanent and more visible scar... What other options did she have? She considered none. She did not have enough energy now to bio-merge with IceRenamon. She did not want Weiss Hai to intrude with her own buinesses.
'Heck its not like anyone's ever going to look...' She thought, still clenching her teeth tightly as she took out a medicine box from a cabinet nearby and with slightly shaky hands, cut a part of the string. This wouldn't do...
'Calm... be calm.' She thought as she stopped and breathed shallowly, trying to stop her racing heart and gain more control of her own actions. It was only at this time she noticed the hot exchange of words outside.
'Strange, that's not like IceRenamon to quarrel with Gyo. Unless she's also rattled out of her wits. She must be, I've forgotten how sharp her senses are.' Ray realised and brought herself to yell out a few words to bring about more silence. She got what she wanted. Peace. Calmly now, she removed the bloodied stitches, ignoring the blood that seeped out and the pain as much as possible.
'If I can shut out everything right now, I will also be able to shut out the pain.' And she did as she steadily redid the stitches, at an agonisingly slow rate but closing the wound no less. It was torturous to stitch up her own wound, but she stubbornly wouldn't let anyone else do it. Not even a doctor. She could manage perfectly by herself. Or at least that's what she thought. Finishing up the last bits, the redid the bandaging making sure it was firm and tight. A thousand curses if she had to do it again. Dumping the soiled bandage and blood soaked thread in the rubbish bin. She washed the scissors under the tap and kept it away. When she finally glanced in the mirror as her appearance, she realised how much the strain had taken its toll on her. She looked tired and pale. Not to the point of being haggard, there was still some colour in her cheeks, but the pain had constricted the blood vessels near the surface of her skin making her look whiter.
"Great... just great." She muttered and bent down, wincing yet again, to pick her shirt up and rebuttoned it. She would have to change her wet clothes in her room. Hopefully Gyo wouldn't be nosy enough to open the bin. She would slap him if he did. But she knew he wouldn't. He wasn't the type of guy. She splashed some water onto her face and smoothened down her golden hair...
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IceRenamon paced outside but after awhile she realised Gyo was watching her intensely. She sniffed at him and then leaned against the wall outside, staring at him. After waiting for the seconds to tick by, both of them heard some movements inside. Upon which, Gyo just turned and moved back towards the living room to sit on the sofa and watch the global news. IceRenamon gave him a steely stare and stood up to pad up to the bathroom door. She still smelt blood. Only now she smelt fresh blood. She sniffed. It was an aweful smell. Human blood. It was. It was metallic with the scent of chemicals in it. Unlike data which had no scent but only the feeling of having power. Intangible and unseen. Blood was, however, crimson red and liquid, staining and decomposing to darker brown. The slight flicking of her tail was the only thing helping IceRenamon in maintaining her cool appearance.
Yes, the smell of it was about to 'freak her out'. It was scary to smell the blood of her creator. She had not seen Ray injured for a long time, far longer than she could count. The Ray she knew wielded powers that could evolve five Renamon to Kyuubimon and a number of pokomon to Renamon. The Ray she knew had the power to easily evolve her to a higher level in the face of danger or to transform her into crimson or ebony mode if the situation required it. She was a powerful human, a special one who had travelled in and out of the digiworld so many times that she had incorporated some unseen power into herself.
But the Ray that IceRenamon knew was also weak. Weak in the sense that she could not heal herself unless in the Bio-merge with IceRenamon. Weak in the sense that she trusted not many people. And now, the time difference between them, she had actually pushed IceRenamon away, and tried to hide IceRenamon from seeing her weakness. Now IceRenamon was no certified pschologist. But she could tell that the gap that had bridged her and Ray had suddenly grown wider in that accident. And she begun to blame it on herself.
'If only I had reacted in time... I would have been able to catch her. Have my abilities been weakened? It must be it. To evolve from pokomon to Renamon, I have lost some data on my previous battles. I must decode the data of that monster. I must grow stronger to protect Ray.'
Feeling a sense of helplessness. IceRenamon scoffed a paw against the marble. The floor was still cold, but not as cold as it used to feel. She stood there, leaning agaisnt the wall. Just waiting, waiting for Ray to come out. Listening intently should she stop hearing the faint noises of Ray's movements, practically inaudible to the human ear, but not to hers. Something was thrown away. She heard the rush of wind signifying the swooshing of the dustbin's lid. She glanced at Gyo again. He was watching her. She knew it. He was watching her when he thought she didn't know. She folded her arms to continue waiting. Ray seemed to take forever. She hoped it was not too serious, whatever Ray's injury was. The seconds seemed to pass like minutes. Dragging on and on like it could go on forever.
'Ray... please be alright...'
More noises from within. And IceRenamon continued waiting patiently. Ever loyal and ready.
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Weiss Hai, cold and uncaring, the self-made man. Stood beside the blue thing. The thing that had remained standing while Ray had fallen. The blue monster who could disappear and appear by Ray's side yet had no time to catch Ray from falling. What a joke! What a decieving monster! Ray would only get up ending hurt. He could not trust this digimon. It was but a pile of data. He wondered why Ray would even take the risk of bringing it back home. It was sure to soil her house anyway. Had it decieved him? Making an act of bravely charging into the field and being unable to digivolve? It was a trap. It surely was. While it could easily evade the monster's grasp with its speed, it had not digivolved to save them. His eyes had seen the evidence. This one was not to be trusted. Or else why had it not digivolved, when they were attacked by the monster, to help them but only digivolved when it was alone with Ray?
Scheming dirty pile of data. He would have to report this to Hypnos without telling Ray. He knew Ray would not allow him to do so. He could tell Ray protected the ungrateful digimon. While normally he would mind his own buiness, he was somehow just concerned about Ray. He had, initially wanted to ask Ray out for lunch but it seemed she might not be well enough to go. He would just have to postpone the small interaction between them to a later date. Perhaps even a dinner tommorrow or some time later. Dinner? Hmmm.. that seemed like a good idea.
'Wait... why am I even interested in taking her out for a meal. I care for no one. I live by myself, independent of others...'
Thus began the inner conflict within his mind. He was a self-made man. Having risen to his status only by his own sheer effort. Having a higher physical strength than most people due to his perserverance and self-discipline to train. Yet, how is it that even he could not defeat a monster while that small puny soft-toy could? It was indirectly an insult. Yet, here he was, his mind actually dwelling over the lost chance of having a meal with Ray. Why? It was not important. What was important was that they find out more about the monsters. What was important was eliminating the threat before them. The threat that faced the city and took the lives of the civilians. The unseen threat that was probably building up its forces while people innocently went baout thier daily lives, yet knew at the back of their minds the city was no longer secure. It was thier job to eliminate this thinking. To make the city secure once again. Why, Ray was just his partner. He might even be reassigned another partner if he told them about what Ray had done. To break the barrier between the digiworld and real world and bring home a evil digimon.
Why? Why did he even care? Ray was just his partner. Someone whom was assigned to work with him on this case. He couldn't care much about her. He didn't, did he?
'Only because she is my partner and I must ensure her stable mentality for us to work together. She is one of the best with her skills. I must take her out for a meal to relieve her stress and urge her to delete that digimon as soon as possible. I cannot loose such a partner with extra-ordinary skills to manipulate data and technology. especially not one who is such an expert marksman too. It will do no good to mankind.'
Finally convinced that he was worried for Ray only because she was not as dispensible as the other agents in the organisation, Gyo continued to watch the news from around the globe, constantly glancing at IceRenamon to ensure that she wasn't goign to spring upon Ray once she got out of the bathroom and when his attention was directed to the news. He would have to do soemthing about it. AHA! Yes, he would do just that!