WHAT IS THAT INCESSANT NOISE? A fly? Is it a fly? Shall she swat it? Tsk. This city truly is a bother. Hustle and bustle is merely a double entendre for double the trouble to she who is foreign. Where are all the eager souls to provide assistance? Footsteps desist before an establishment called The Witching Hour, which, to her intrigue, emanates a form of warped hospitality. The creature that closes in on it just behind her is a young bambino, arms a carriage for peculiar ingredients. (It’s her, she’s the irritable source of noise.)

         “What is it, child? What ails you?”                                              she is oblivious to the fact that she blocks the door.

“Are you okay?” Riku asked. He had bumped into the little girl but his quick reflexes saved her from tumbling down to the ground. “Sorry about that.” He helped her right herself the knelt down to her level.

he was a fan of cities. cities, large towns, anything with a heavy population. blending into crowds was essential for someone like him. that being said, the akatsuki member had never experienced technology so advanced. as he walked the streets of sector one, he marveled at the ever-changing buildings and brilliant flashes of advertisements that scrolled across the screens.

as he waited for the traffic light to signal citizens to walk, deidara spotted a shorter figure to the right of him. a small girl, with no apparent guardian to walk her across the street. with nothing better to do, he trailed a few feet behind her for a block or two, his concern growing with every step. the next time they caught a red light, he stepped forward, 

❝ yo -- little girl, where are your parents, yeah? ❞

While wandering the streets together, avoiding chaos and danger to the best of their abilities, the two halves of a whole stumble upon something that’s.... monstrous.

They pause for a moment, then the green-haired one, Phys, growls and charges at the summoned lady. A blade made of playing cards slides out of his sleeve, and stabs the summoned phantom through the heart.

Phys proceeded to go to town, maybe getting a bit too stab-happy.

Mag pads over to the little girl and kneels before her.

❝You want to go to that next house?...❞ She looked at the house before them, somewhat skeptical at its decor. 

✘ – Walking around he City, Agumon was inside the Digivice for safety, they had no idea what to expect, and it was good to be careful. Hands in his pockets, the Bancho didn’t see anything out the ordinary, but one could never be sure.

A tug on her haori was felt, and she looked down to be greeted by some child.

“Loneliness has always been with me.”