[color=8493ca][center][h3]Rachel Holt[/h3][/center][/color]

As usual, Rachel simply observed more than spoke. Everything made sense, more or less to her at least. That said, she was curious as to what she could do with this data other than just a small power up. She wanted to maybe test it a little bit, anyways...though that might get her in trouble. Not that she cared in the end, but next time she got some she'd save a little to play with. As Tinkermon fluttered over and started laughing at Impmon again though, Rachel simply tilted her head at the fairy. Something then followed about someone being kidnapped while they were busy here. Ugh, how tiring. Well, at least it was a better than sitting at home doing nothing aside from chillin' to some smooth jazz or somethin'

Impmon simply glared up at the pixie. 

[color=8882be]"Oi, don't ya got somethin' better ta do? Like kiss up ta that moron of a tamer ya got?"[/color] He grunted as Rachel set the digimon down just as Candlemon floated over just in time to insult [i]her[/i]. [color=8882be]"H-hey! What's with this? I bet ya dunderheads think yer funny, dont'cha?!"[/color] Rachel frowned slightly as she looked at Candlemon. Oh, she might let someone pick on impmon for giggles, but insult her? Now that was something that would even make her a bit irate. [color=8882be]"Coolness has nothin' to do with whatever it is that carrot head of yours does!"
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...hmm, she wished she had a bucket of water. She'd get one later.

Moving on...

[color=8493ca]"Sneaking sounds tiring."[/color] Rachel replied. Smart, but tiring. [color=8493ca]"Where are they keeping them?"[/color]