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[It's BlackPawnChessmon. Unless you were talking about someone else's PawnChessmon.]

"I wonder where the others went."
"That is something I do not know."
"But don't you know like everything?"
"I only know what I do know."
"Really? Cause you seem to always know everything."
"Is that how I am to you? A genius?"
Kazuki didn't want to say anything further as he began to rub his head with a fake smile on his face. "A genius? I was gonna say nerd for a second there."

Sheriti poked her head behind Toan and his digimon to have a small glance at the clipboard with the list attached to it. Before she could manage to clearly read it, the Centarumon had pulled the list back and returned to its duties. Sheritis eyes had fixed on the bold letters where death was imprinted. A chill was sent down her spine, fearing the worse. Sheritis eyes trailed down, fixed on the light pastel tiled floor.
‘This is really me fault……’ She frowned, shutting her eyelids slowly. If she squinted hard enough, the tears pinching on the corners of her eyes would have trailed down. The feeling of invisible tears slicking down across her light skin taunted her. She wished she had never bothered to follow the mental orders given to her, long before.
Forcing her palm pressed against her face, Sheriti fought against the feeling. Swallowing hard, she looked at Toans back, turning her attention to the Lilymon who’s expression seemed unreadable to her. Sheriti forced Argomons image out of her mind, preventing that digimon from reaching into her thoughts. A familiar teen tamer walked just aside from Toan, demanding for a mental specialist for memories but the Centarumon replied coldly turning away. As if the the conversation came to a close with nothing else to say. Sheriti watched as the tamer she saw previously at the rooms continue while the digimon rudely shot back at him.
Sheriti wanted to have a say in, warning the Centarumon for his rudeness but the one who had called himself Duke made haste, leaving irritated. Looking back, Sheriti pinched Toans sleeve, tugging on its soft material. “D-did you catch the number?” She whispered, afraid that the Centarumon might shot back and rudely excuse everyone. She feared that they might have their visiting hour privileges suspended, staying closely by Lylimon and Toan.

(Sorry guys. I'll be more active on Saturday so no worries. Just this week will be busy.)
The room that Toan had entered was pretty simple. At the far end of the room was a crash cart. A sofa was placed next to it. An open window was above the sofa and the light shone onto a drawer full of equipment. There was a door on the side of the room which lead to the bathroom so the patient could get there easier. A table was placed next to the drawer and had a plate of food on it. It was untouched, but it was surely fresh and hot. The problem about the room though was where was Kazuki? Patients weren't to leave there rooms and with someone who has a serious condition to almost be dieing, you pretty much can't leave.

~I hunting each and everyone of you .....~

Toan saw the room empty and look around for a second. no one. "Hmmmm guess he must've died just before we reached here and they tooked his dead body away...........alright let go find a diner or something, im starving"

~One punk at a time.....~

A little grey ball of fur stared down at the passing tamers and digimon with curious red eyes, it´s yellow fur seemed to gleam in the sunlight as it followed the strangers from a safe distance

((Erm...hope you guys won't mind let me join in? ^^;;;; -))

Seth stood in front of the hospital, dumbfounded and staring at the walls of the building that stood over him. "Where are we...?" He asked as he stared at the building. "I have never seen one ever since...well I was born." He chuckled as he looked down at the crab-like creature who stood next to him. Seth reached into his backpack and pulled out a pen and a journal, as he scribbled a bunch of words and started drawing. "What do you think?"
"Toy & Tama Town hospital blah blah blah, safety center blah blah blah...Nice picture by the way." The digimon laughed as Seth just pulled the journal away from him.
"Your so mean Jonathan." He laughed a bit as he put away the journal, entering the building, sliding open the glass door. Seth just stood there, watching all the sick people and digimons that passed by him, making him feel strange and uneasy. "No wonder, I don't like this place..." He uneasily chuckled as he headed for the door, feeling sick-like.

Seth walked around the town, feeling lost and a bit confused. The only way he could go was with his lousy sense of directions. Each turn he took led into a dead end, or a spooky alleyway that seemed to have no end at all. So sad. "I wonder where I'm at?" The tamer finally asked out-loud, seeing the crowd of tamers and digimon dining at the cafes, reading at the book stores, and just walking down these streets. "Gah! Where am I?!" The tamer held his head and squeezed his eyes. Opening them again he saw a directory standing right in front of him. "Erm....Was that always there?"
"Yeah." Crabmon responded, crawling over towards him. "Seth, your just that clueless you know?"
"..." Seth gave his digimon a cold stare as he moved his finger through the map. "You are here..." He read the map. "According to this..."
"Your lost." The digimon interrupted amusingly.
"Jonathan shush! I'm trying to read this map!" Seth laughed as he moved his finger back at the you are here. "We are in the middle of the left side of the town? But that meant that..."
"Yep. You traveled for hours to only end up a couple of stores down from the hospital." Jonathan laughed as he looked up at Seth.
"Shut up!" Seth laughed as he grabbed onto his digimon. "Let's go eat something, I'm starving!"