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[empathy_half]

Who: Iris and some ???s
What: Stuff and things and bad stuff and things shut up.
When: March 31st, yay forward daaaaate
Where: Axoryi Markets and then Neon

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[viralsoul]

"Iris." said a voice. "You know, this is the first time I believe we've met in person."

The voice came from the man wearing a cloak who had stepped forth from an alleyway seconds before. Sitting on his shoulder was a rather fastidious-looking Keramon.

[empathy_half]

Iris froze for a second at hearing that voice, it was slightly familiar from a very brief conversation from months ago. A very tiny part of her had been hoping the source of said had, maybe, ended up sent out of the digital world or eaten by a digimon.

And then, going against the strong urge she was having to run away, she spoke up while keeping her attention more on a nearby stall. "It... appears so."

It wasn't brave, it wasn't a taunt, but at least she wasn't freaking out. That was a good thing in her mind.

[viralsoul]

Sigma grinned beneath his hood.

"Pity that it'll be fleeting... for you anyway..."

And with that, he charged her with surprising speed for his size, drawing his saber and slicing at her shoulder.

[empathy_half]

Iris was never a combat reploid, not even after having fused with the remaining data of her brother, not that that mattered here but... She was not actually expecting Sigma to do anything. Except talk and be unnerving.

So it's not too surprising that she screams at being attacked, let alone the fact that a saber has just sliced through her shoulder.