Dayshift 49: Bus 2

[diamondstorm]

Morning hit without warning, with the sheer knowledge hitting the Digimon before anything else that today they were going back to Doyletown. Her feet hit the floor and she rotated her right shoulder experimentally. The skin stretched tight, soreness persevering, but it moved fine. She stretched her fingers then curled them into a fist, staring at the tanned skin that was her right arm. If something happened this time... She would be more useful. Her mind replayed the events of last week, and Renamon stilled, considering.

There wasn't much time left to her as the nurse bustled in with an armful of clothes, the same shade as the weeks before. The woman murmured a cheery complaint that it was too cold for skirts and left Renamon to change. The pants were preferable to the past two weeks, though the other item she was left with gave too much to irony. She frowned at it for a minute, then slid it over her head, reflecting that this motion in days or weeks past would have left her shuddering. It meant she was becoming used to this human body, and that was nothing that boded well. She grabbed her notebook before being led to a bus, and slid into a seat halfway down the aisle, pressing against the window. Again, the previous night had been more than short. Was it just her, or was there something more to it?

[for Haseo!]

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[thecamellia.livejournal.com]

“Yes. Every time the sun seems to set.”

At least there was that. And at least Riku had now heard the worst case scenario firsthand. But Tsubaki had some experience in tactics, stacked odds, and the determination of those fighting for the right reasons—so she had to disagree with his phrasing. The more they learned, there would come a time when they could flip the tables; she knew this, whether or not it took the edge off of her fraying feelings.

She cupped her hands around the leftover portion of bagel, done with it while she could still talk with Riku. “I still think there’s a chance. Besides what we’ve been talking about, it might reveal something about what’s going on. But there is a hardware store and other supply places.” Tsubaki paused for a beat. Their reality was rather pitiless. “In case something happens.”

[inherited]

"All right, maybe I'll just check those out." Riku gave a small shift, and he noticed that the buses were coming closer to a town when he looked out the window. He had a feeling that not as much would get done due to his unfamiliarity with the area, but he would still try. His ability to bounce around an area freely would be gone, but he couldn't let that keep him down. Riku remembered running through the institute the night before to keep in shape; maybe doing something like that might just help him out.

"Thanks for filling me in on all this."

[thecamellia.livejournal.com]

“It’s no problem. I’m sure if you talk to others, they can tell you more.” She got the impression that Riku was going to be on the move soon.

In some ways, the drive down seemed much shorter than the wait to get everyone loaded on did. Once the park came into view, the nurses began to get ready to reverse the process and disembark their patients; the usual wave of movement went through the bus at the promise of their destination. Tsubaki smiled at Riku, but in looking at what lay past the window, her stomach twisted just a little tighter.

What exactly was with this town and what was going to happen?

“If I don’t you see you again today, I hope it goes well,” Tsubaki ventured. “Tomorrow I’ll leave a note for you on the bulletin to check in.” It was painfully apparent to her that putting up notes or searching for faces in the crowd alone just weren’t enough.