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

Ever since leaving the digital world, Rachel hadn't paid it much mind. That said - Impmons company was...tolerable. Nice, even. Since she was left alone so much it was a pleasant distraction to have some sort of company. Not that she'd tell the digimon that, no. For the most part she and Impmon traded back and forth pranks and discussed various topics of programs and stuff. Not that Impmon really understood most of the time, but it was funny to watch him try and flub his way through explaining something.

At the moment though, she was currently just lazing about on the internet and streamlining some code for a project.

[color=a187be]"Hey, partner!"[/color] Impmons voice reached her through the digivice. Of course, Rachel responded with her usual silence. She wasn't much of a talker, after all. [color=a187be]"What'cha up to? You still doing some of that...computer stuff?"[/color] Rachel placed the digivice on the desk next to her keyboard, making a few loud taps on the desk with her finger. [color=a187be]"I'll take that as a yes. Hey, any news from that spider?"[/color] the moment he asked, an email popped up in her inbox.

[color=8493ca]"...hmm."[/color] Rachel audibly hummed, in a slightly annoyed seeming fashion. It was requesting her presence in the world again. On one hand, it sounded annoying and tiring. On the other had...well, it had been somewhat entertaining. Playing hero and stuff, even if they hadn't entirely succeeded at their objective. 

[color=a187be]"Hey, was that an email? That's some weird timin' there, partner."[/color] The digimon commented. In the short time since their first little adventure, the digimon had at least gotten somewhat better at reading Rachel's small shifts in expression and tone of voice. [color=a187be]"Get yer butt over here then!"[/color] Rachel sighed contemplatively, pressing a few buttons on the device. [color=a187be]"I ain't takin no for an answer, cowgirl! Get in here or so help me I'll fill your inbox with tons of spam pictures of my pretty mug!"[/color]

...ugh, that'd be annoying. With a sigh and an eye roll, Rachel picked up the device, about to open it before she remembered once again, she was not wearing any pants - so she put some on before leaving.

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Rachel was plopped down in the digital world in a much more graceful fashion than last time. Impmon of course, next to her.

[color=a187be]"Howdy, there partner!"[/color] Impmon walked up next to her. [color=a187be]"Glad ya decided to stick around!"[/color] Before he could say much else, it seemed he still hadn't learned his lesson. Rachel picked him up by his head, pulling on his cheeks, making the digimons face contort somewhat comically.

[color=8493ca]"....if you're going to spam the inbox, I want a funny face."[/color]

[h3][color=ed1c24][center]~Kameo Hale~[/center][/color][/h3]

[color=ed1c24]"Aaah...nothing like a quick swim session during your lunch break, heh."[/color] The redhead yawned, resting on the surfboard as she floated some distance away from the shoreline. The job in question? Well, she worked at her grandads little beach side restaurant. Great place that she was probably gonna work at the rest of her life. She honestly couldn't imagine herself doing much else, really. Academics and Athletics weren't her thing. Too complicated, both of them. Though, one could argue her hobby of surfing and snorkeling were anything but simple. [color=ed1c24]"Hey hey, swimmon, what are the seas of the digital world like?[/color]

[color=0076a3]"Very...data-y? To put mildly in your words? They're very cool and pleasant! Peaceful, really!"[/color] The digivice replied from...in Kameo's swimsuit. [color=0076a3]"For the last time though, why do I have to be inside of your swimsuit?"[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Pfft, where else would I keep ya while I'm out swimming? Besides, I know lots of other people who'd be totally jealous your basically touching my boobs."[/color]

[color=0076a3]"But I dun wanna be touching anyyyything!"[/color] She could see swimmon's face now - all scrunched up and trying not to act like it didn't like it.

[color=ed1c24]"TO bad, here comes a wave!"[/color] The redhead in question rolled over on the red and yellow surfboard, ignoring the various protests from the device regarding something about how it was 'super lewd and inappropriate'. Kameo slowly stood as the wave gained speed, and with the skill of someone who's done this their entire life, Kameo rode the wave. To say she was skilled was an understatement - the redhead made it look easy, at least until she lost her balance.

[color=ed1c24]"E-eh?"[/color] Before she could question what happened, the surfboard beneath her wavered, and she fell backwards, crashing into the water. Thankfully, the readhead wasn't injured in the slightest. When she surface a few seconds later, she was even laughing about it. The...vibrating in her swimsuit from a certain concerned fish was a little much though.

[color=ed1c24]"Hey hey, cool your water jets Swimmon."[/color] Kameo laughed, reaching into her swimsuit and pulling out the red device. [color=ed1c24]"I'm fine, I'm fine."[/color]

[color=0076a3]"Oh good! You humans don't really handle water so well, so I was concerned."[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Bwahaha, not my first wipeout. Won't be my last. At least I didn't get a gallon of water in my ear."[/color] Kameo swam over to the surfboard, grabbing onto it and pulling herself atop it. [color=ed1c24]"My breaks over though, so we should get back to the shore. Granddad'll kill me otherwise."[/color]

[color=0076a3]"W-wait at least just carry meeeeee!"[/color] Ignoring the fishes' request, Kameo put the device right back where it had been and swam swiftly back to shore. Once there, she carried the board back to the restaurant, carrying the object into the back rooms where her clothes were. She set the board aside, leaning it against the wall and taking the digivice and placing it on a nearby counter.

[color=0076a3]"Aaaah so glad that's over with...."[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Heh,"[/color] Kameo simply chuckled as she grabbed her typical attired - white and blue jacket, with some fairly baggy pants and a simple black tank top. [color=ed1c24]"Hey, any Emails from the spider girl yet?"[/color] She asked as she pulled her clothes on over her swimsuit. She was going to be heading back out in an hour or so when her shift ended anyways, taking it off was just going to be annoying.

[color=0076a3]"Ah! It seems you just got one. Arukenimon just sent it."[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Ah! Great, looks like my break is gonna be a looot longer, heh!"[/color] she quickly scrambled to pull her clothes on and walk over to her laptop to make sure everything was in order. She grabbed the device, pointed it at the wall and,

[color=ed1c24]"Digital Gate open!"[/color] In an instant, she was back in the digital world.

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[color=0076a3]"Kameo!"[/color]

As soon as she had been plopped down, a familiar voice greeted her.

[color=ed1c24]"Hey, Swi."[/color] Kameo greeted brightly. [color=ed1c24]"Miss me?"[/color]

[color=0076a3]"Technically, we were together the entire time..."[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Pfft, yeah, but, I'm actually physically present now. Kinda."[/color]

[color=0076a3]"E-erm, true. Anyways. I wonder wat Arukenimon wants from us today?"[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"No idea! Lets go find out!"[/color] Before Swimmon could stop their over eager partner, the fish digimon swam after the redhead, zipping through the air as easily as it likely would have through water.