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

[color=bc8dbf]"Geh, can it ya dunderhead. This ain't nothin!"[/color]

Hmm

They didn't spill the info about this Ruuto people person. Hm, she'd ask later. Once she got a bit of time to get out of this mess when they were least expecting it. Catch 'em off guard like a sneaky ninja or a stealthy computer virus, heh. So for now, Rachel followed the others. Impmon followed closely beside her, grumbling to himself quietly. Unfortunately, the small reprieve from battle didn't last long.

Soon enough, they came upon another group of digimon that were obviously the bad guys. Yumenko suggested they tackle the small guys - which was fine with her. She didn't wanna exert any more effort than needed...she was too busy thinking about Niels and Grapleomons mysterious Ruuto.

[color=a187be]"Hey, Partner. Ya got tumbleweeds in yer head or somethin'? Quit spacin' out!"[/color] Rachel simply watched the PawnChessmon passively, completely uninterested. They didn't look to strong, so Impmon could handle them himself. So she gave the imp a thumbs up and a blank stare before starting to fiddle with her digivice, inspecting it for any more surprise functions she might be able to use.

[color=a187be]"...Heh, fine fine!"[/color] Impmon grinned. [color=a187be]"Unlike you lot, my partner trusts me, heh!"[/color] Not like he needed help from Rachel anyways. She could do this. Impmon followed after Tinkermon, joining in her little insult.

[color=a187be]"Heh, the only rotten digieggs here are these schmucks."[/color] He chuckled, slamming his own fist into the head of one of the other digimon and knocking the pawnchessmon right out. [color=a187be]"I could take ye guys in my sleep!"[/color]