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

[color=a187be]"Wargh!"[/color] Impmon hadn't been expecting to have a sandwich thrown at him, and let out a little cry of surprise, though fairly easily caught the sandwich that had been tossed at him. [color=a187be]"Oh, uh, thanks there bucko."[/color] The digimon said, turning to Rachel. It had to wonder how exactly effective that'd be, but hopefully if the demon of a tamer got the munchies again she'd be interested in the sandwich. [color=a187be]"I'll take some juice, too if yer offering."[/color] It said towards Vivian as Yumenko began introducing herself.

[color=8493ca]"Hmm...Rachel. Holt. From the US." [/color]She said. [color=8493ca]"Middle of nowhere Wyoming. High school student and tinkerer of computers, heh."[/color] Rachel continued with a small smile towards the other two. It was a shame about the other two leaving, but eh. Not her problem. Less people to mess with, but she'd have fun with these two...probably. 

[color=a187be]"And I'm Impmon, partner."[/color] The small digimon spoke up, grinning somewhat smugly. [color=a187be]"Best all 'round Digimon you ever saw, heh! And if someone tells ya I get into trouble by stealin' food from people, they lyin'."[/color]