Where are you? ( mireil as npcmod )

[Observer]

- Big ... sis? - Renee retorted what the little birdie said before she started drinking orange juice. Nobody ever called her that before. But still, the renamon figured it was the term biyomon used to address any adult respectively, for lack of better word, not really putting any meaning into it. Not that it quite matter anyway. Despite how much the bird ate, she still looked hungry, and first things should go first...

- Never mind... Eat, child... - Renee said, pushing a plate with a piece of pie closer to the birdie. She decided to wait for a little while, before pestering her with questions. Upon the biyomon finishing her meal, Renee would ask what she wanted to know. And that moment would be coming soon, considering the rate of eating...

- Child, there's something I wish to know... - she finally decided to ask, upon seeing that the pink bird finished her meals. It was time for the long-itching question, and besides, Renee couldn't help herself and restrain for a bit longer, she craved for an answer, no matter how horrible it would be...

- When kougamon brought you here, you had this in your hands... - she said quietly, and put the halves of the staff of the wizardmon on the table. It was painful to look at them. If the wand suffered so, what could have possibly happened to the one it belonged to? Renee didn't even want to think about it, her imagination drawing ... horrible pictures of what might have happened...

- It belonged to a good friend of mine... Perhaps you have seen him? A very nice person, and a wizard, of sorts, wearing a cloak and a funny-looking hat. The face is hidden by the collar of the cloak, shy a bit ... he is. Where did you find it, do you remember? Or maybe you know ... what happened to him? - Renee asked the painfully-sounding question...

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The biyomon gleefully devoured the pie and drank so much more juice that one couldn't believe this digimon with a huge and full belly was the same one that arrived all famished and thin, with her stomach constantly making noises and with a face that showed malnutrition.

She finally reached her limit, more food and drinks and she would literally explode like an inflated balloon after being stung with a needle. It was in that moment when the silver renamon next to her decided to speak again and mentioned about the wand the biyomon had when she arrived to the numemon bar. Se also talked about a nice wizardmon whose description matched the one of the wizardmon that saved her from a mean and nasty wolf

"That was ... my savior, the great wizardmon's wand. He saved me from a big, bad and red mean wolf"

She was now calm enough to assimilate and understand all that happened before: the fight, the wand, the human, the other humans, and at the end, the endless silence of what once was a battlefield

"He said he was going to bring me to a nice place when that meanie wolf attacked ... I escaped and then watched everything from my hideout. The big wolf broke his wand and my savior did lots of flashy things to fight, and later a weird human girl with a weird shiny thingy in the hand appeared and said some things and then the wolf caught my savior in his HUUUGE mouth and then, and then ... he looked hurt and a truck with humans appeared and ... I hid again. It was too scary ... I only heard noises and screams and BANG BANG noises and then it was silence again. I went out and nobody was there, I picked that wand thing big brother wizardmon had before the big, bad wolf broke it and escaped from that scary place"

She hardly spoke since she saw the incident but now she was talked maybe too much, she didn't even stop to breath while she spoke about what happened three nights ago and only after finishing she took a breath again.

"Big sis renamon, is this the nice place big bro wizardmon mentioned before? He said that there were lots of nice people that could be friends with me"

[Observer]

Renee listened to the biyomon's story, which was border-lining with tantrum, quietly. Her fingers were knocking at the surface of the table in a rhythmic fashion, as she was thinking, analyzing what she just heard. And tried to keep herself calm while doing so... - So... It wasn't the military patrol who did this, it was one of their own! A digimon, for crying out loud! The bastards... they can't even forget their differences for a while to survive in another world... Larry was right about this one, there's nothing wrong with hunting down the wicked spawn, they bring harm to everyone, not just humans... - Renee thought warily, a scowl appearing on her face for a while, as she kept listening to the story...

- A shiny thingy in hand? Hmm... - Renee asked a rhetorical question and silenced again, thinking some more. The shiny thingy in hand could have been a flashlight ... or a digivice. And the fox thought the latter to be more likely, for how would one explain how did the girl find the place of battle in the first place? So the girl must have been one of the tamers or something like that. But whose tamer she was? The wolf monster's, or maybe...? That was a possibility...

The fact that Biyomon didn't see the end of battle was ... disturbing. It was impossible to confirm whether was the wizardmon destroyed by the wolf, the military that arrived, or if he survived. The only leads were that girl ... and the archives. All patrols make reports on destroyed targets upon arrival, and Renee should have checked them out too... But how would she do that? She would find a way, but there was a matter to resolve first.

- Yes, this is the place Wizardmon was talking about. A refuge for lost digimon. You will find a lot of friends here... - Renee's voice sounded hollow as she approached closer, and patted the small birdie on the head. The little digimon tried to be helpful, so the fox thought it would be wrong to spill her frustrations at the poor child. She was the innocent here.

- Tell me... Do you remember how that human girl you saw looked like? The clothing? The face? Anything will help. It would help me greatly in my search for a lost friend. Try to remember anything, anything at all... - Renee said patiently, sitting in front of the biyomon again, waiting for an answer...

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"Yep, a shiny thingy in the hand."

The innocent biyomon didn't know that was a rhetorical question, so she answered it innocently because good kids always answers to the grown up's questions.

She was verily glad that this was the place the big bro wizardmon mentioned, it was exactly as he said with many good digimon helping each other and they gave her food, drinks, a showed and more importantly, a nice bed where to sleep, because she was tired of sleeping inside thrash cans or in dark and scary abandoned houses to sleep knowing no meanies were going to hurt here while she was resting.

The silver renamon inquired about the human who appeared in the battlefield and the byomon once more said everything she remembered about her, the memory of the incident was still fresh and wouldn't go away for some time.

"Umm ... she had pinkish hair, she was smiling almost all the time, most of her clothes were white with some light-blue weird patterns in some parts ... oh, and she had a silly hat on the head and a big, yellow ribbon decorating her chest. She was a bit weird now that I think ... the other humans I saw wore a different kind of clothes"

Nobody in the entire city other than cosplayers would wear clothes like that, so it was either a very easy mission or a very hard mission to find her as one of those famous anime conventions was about to begin in the nearby days and fans around the japan were preparing their costumes to participate in such event, some of them were hardcore enough to wear them in public.

"She was weird but I don't think she was bad, she threw something she picked from the ground to the big bad wolf and I think she ran next to big bro wizardmon when he fell hurt and before the truck with noisy humans arrived."

That was all she could see before frozen by fear, she hid for who knows how many minutes or even hours inside a thrash can

[Observer]

A human girl in a weird costume... Renee had a vague idea of what the Biyomon was talking about. She saw some of those several times, and was explained who they were. In her mind they were associated with out-of-work actors who went too serious about their roles, or something like that. The quality of costumes varied from rather good to plain horrible. And the fox knew there were quite a lot of those in the city. Japan, go figure.

She didn't have even the vaguest idea of how she'd find a random person in a costume, without knowing the face, in such a big city, where there were loads and loads of weird kids like her... Maybe she'd need an advice from someone on the subject later on... But that would be later, and what she was told was better than nothing. At least the image of a costume was pretty clear, perhaps she should look for the costume instead? Renee didn't know...

- Thank you Biyomon... This is better than nothing. You have given me a trail to follow, at least... I think I should continue my search, there is still hope... - the fox said, patting the small digimon's head again. This small birdie was a messenger of relatively good news. There was still a possibility wizardmon survived. And Renee wasn't going to let that possibility slip.

- Keep away from the humans, child, especially the ones you saw... They are here to kill digimon, good or bad, young or old, they kill every one of them. This is why you should not leave this place. Stay in here, it is safe. City is not. That is where I must go... - the renamon said, standing up from her sit. There was not time to lose. - Thanks again, child...

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"Biyomon is a good girl she's going to do what big sis said"

The message was clear: avoid those humans with trucks equipped with those loud thingies that go BANG BANG and RATATATATA!! and stay within the nuemon bar.

She waved her hand at the renamon saying her goodbyes and wondered if she could someday become a cool girl like her, because all the children tend to admire and try to imitate people they find cool, and the renamon was the coolest rookie digimon she ever saw. She was just a rookie like the biyomon, but she was so mature and could talk on even terms with the champion grown ups of the bar that she was adult-like that the biyomon couldn't help but admire her.

"One day I want to be a cool and spicy girl like her"

Said that, she thanked big bro numemon and shell numemon and went to her room to have a nap, she was still tired from all the ordeals she had to endure and needed to have a good sleep to restore her mental health