Day 56: Main Street (noon)

[ninelivesonce]

Taura's stomach was growling, but she could be patient. Her nails were still tacky; she'd rather wear nail polish and eat lunch than vice versa

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[yin_yang_fox]

And, of the fourth week, she had visited this town, nothing but the weather seemed changed. Of course, the circumstances were different, both militaristic and monetary, but those were slight details. The picture behind the larger change seemed to becoming a bit more clear. The military was outright, in both factual data and what it wanted from them. The added incentives, rewards--seemed more like a system of encouragement of participation. Even giving them money today seemed like another thing. She had seen others rushing to spend their small funds, and Renamon felt like nothing more than a piece to be played. Any gain that was given was no gain at all

[corvus_veritas]

Poor Byrne was starving by noon. He hadn't eaten all day - though admittedly, that was his own fault. He'd left that sack meal on the bus, after all. But whatever. He had those coupons in his pocket and he knew at least one of them was for a free lunch. Anything was better than that goo the Institute dished out, anyway. (Assuming that was what had been in the bag. What else would it've been

[yin_yang_fox]

Of the man, the Digimon had seen him approach and paused where she stood, waiting. It had been less than a day since they had spoken, and the man had showed his unwillingness to accept the differences that came with this place. It was nothing to hold fault for, but it was a liability nonetheless--something that could end in his destruction if he held to it too fiercely. Still, he looked relatively unharmed; so far, then, he had not come to pains over his misconceptions.

She shifted to face him, eyes bright and intent. "Byrne," she greeted casually, giving a polite incline of her head. "Are you doing well?"

[corvus_veritas]

Oh good, she seemed to be in a good mood. But her question, despite being simple, caused him to hesitate for a brief moment. Was he doing well? Uh. No?

"I'm fine," Byrne responded after a second's pause, smiling at her as if nothing were wrong with the world. "I was just about to go get lunch, in fact. At uh..." - he paused to quickly pull the coupons out of his pocket and examine them - "Tasty Burger. Wherever that is." Maybe Renamon knew? She'd been here before, right? Hopefully she knew because god, he was so hungry he could die right now. "Anyway, how're you?"

[yin_yang_fox]

She glanced at the coupons, another thing that had not changed in the time that was given. "Would you like me to show you where it is?" she questioned lightly. If she had nothing to accomplish, at the least she could make herself useful to another. That he had moved to speak with her again at least said that he had believed some of what she had said. So she would only continue until the rest settled in. Soon, hopefully

[corvus_veritas]

"Ah." Byrne nodded his head. That was good, that she was alright. He had spent the majority of last night in Badd's room, so he had no idea what kinds of things had happened outside. Had anything even happened? He'd have to ask...among apologizing and other things.

To Renamon's offer, he responded more cheerfully. "Sure. We could keep talking there, if you'd like? If you don't have any plans, anyway." By this point, Byrne had gotten over his initial desire to avoid her and now hoped she was free so that he could ask her as many questions as possible. With as long as she said she's been here, she has to have a lot of information on the inner workings of this place - the seemingly impossible quirks of this place. It was high time he finally listened to that information, whatever it turned out to be in the end.

[yin_yang_fox]

Here, again, she inclined her head. "That would be fine," she responded casually. As if she wasn't just considered what to occupy her time with. Her head tilted somewhat. "I should probably eat as well."

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