Night 59: Main Hallway, 1-West

[doneinthree]

[from here]

Kirk ran into the main hallway and found nothing there except more pink light coating everything. His gut feeling said that if something was happening, it should've happened already, but he was a loss to explain what was going on. The system (if he could call it that, vague as it was to describe the whole Landel's torture/

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[yin_yang_fox]

[from here and briefly for Nigredo]

From the shift of one hall to another, Renamon had slid out of the visible and physical spectrum. There was a feel to it, like a return of something you had known for very long and been without. She could still access it here, even with the nulled abilities, but not like this; no, not like this at all.

She would remain here for the time being--she had another meeting to hold for, at any rate--but she slid around individuals who knew nothing of her presence, for at this point, she did not exist-- And it was something like being free, even now. Something like coming home.

[falseblack]

[From here.]

The world was seeped in conflict, in chaos, and Nigredo would testify with every fiber of his being on the similarities. Wouldn't dwell on it for more than a minute. There existed a promise to fulfill, for one. For another, it seemed he had a stalker. Stalkers. Six insects and only a well-armed, fully-powered U.R.T.V. to fend for himself.

A single flicker of concentration, and each creature reeled back from an explosion of light--some maimed, the rest dead. Nigredo ignored the aftereffects, however, and continued his search for Renamon in the hallway, wondering why every time he was keen on a plan, something had to interfere. Like powers.

Always powers.

[yin_yang_fox]

Her senses had returned to what they had been, and when the boy entered the hall, her eyes registered it. Just as she registered the clack of limbs on tile, more sets than she would like--as much as she would prefer now. The Digimon made to move forward, and instead fell back at the burst of energy, green and phosphorous. That was.... The insects lay dead and dying, and Nigredo continued as if nothing had occurred.

She slid out into sight in front of him, head tipped to the side. "I was about to ask you how you managed at night, but it seems that question is irrelevant." There was a trace of a smile around her lips--she glanced behind him for meaning, then returned with approval.

[falseblack]

Another stepped in his sights without warning, placing Nigredo in a horrendous state of surprise as his heart lurched forth against its cage. He halted in his steps and tried to breathe. Bewilderment would only make that more difficult.

He finally gained a measure of composure, and the child glanced up at the adult with something like fear in his eyes. Not for her, no, but for another. "I apologize, but I don't have time," he forced out, reaching to grab the other's free hand. With his own, Nigredo pressed the ring to the palm and released, stepping back in the process. "Let me know when you've finished."

[yin_yang_fox]

The boy was more than flustered if things could be made clear by appearances. Renamon looked him over, deemed him unharmed, and--if the display a moment prior was any example--capable to take care of himself. Though he would have had to, wouldn't he? To have lasted this long. She lowered her head, blinking once, then slipped the extra ring into one of her jacket pockets. "I will. Thank you."

The worry near to fear was noted, still, and she stared at him for a moment. "Go well, Nigredo. If you need anything, let me know." Be careful.

[falseblack]

It was more than impolite to leave another in a premature fashion. Hence, Nigredo had offered his sorry to Renamon first, steps ahead from all else. The woman appeared hardly offended. She remained as refined as always, far calmer than he and ultimately much more admirable in disposition.

He remembered in a distant part of his mind. Of wanting to be someone like her.

The child hung his head for a moment, a silent acceptance of her thanks. "Thank you," he murmured in turn, before shouldering his burden. "You, too." He pivoted on his heels and headed off, destination clear.

[To here.]

[yin_yang_fox]

The child was weighed, this was obvious, but he seemed to know what he had to do, and did not waver in that task. If nothing else, he was heading towards one of the patient halls, so hopefully, that, at least, would be safer.

Not that he seemed to need it.

[to here]