Digimon Story: Rainbow Traverse -- Chp 1

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Poking the icon caused the box to open, startling the googly eyes into opening a new window. Inside, 2 items were listed.

//Storage:
--Shouldermount x1
--Wristmount x1

He would blink, but then tap the shoulder mount .

The digivice' screen began to glow, as the light went further away from it, the more it bended into a sphere. Inside said-sphere, the outline of something began to take shape, first as a 3D model, then, in a similar light as the screen, a solid object! And when it darkened again, Alemana saw strange belt floating above his digivice. Gravity only took hold of it after the boy had it in his free hand. On closer inspection, the object reminded Al of the arm bands he'd seen hikers use for their smartphones. It was even color-coordinated with his digivice.

He watched, mesmerized as the strap materialized before him.. and he turned it around in his hands.. and he grinned "Woah!"

"That storage feature will let you carry stuff inside your digivice," explained Menehunemon. "Assuming you still got enough room."

"Does that include perishables?" asked Renamon.

"As long as it's not too complex like a digimon or human, it should work."

“That will be really useful actually…” Alemana mused, as he then looked at the Blocked feature “I wonder what this is?”

"Why would your digivice have blocked features?"

"It's a common trait with the newer models," said Menehunemon. "They grow with the user, unlocking more stuff the more accustomed to the Digital World they become."

The dwarf crushed his now empty can between his hands, before placing it on the desk.

"Try scanning this into your digivice, keiki. Get in some practice."

“Time release features basically? Weird..” and he would look at the can and gave a small shrug. “Well alright..” and he would aim his digivice and attempt to scan the can.

After a brief loading period, the digivice shot a cone of light from a camera lens that until now had been concealed. In a reverse of what had transpired with the arm-mount, the crushed soda can dematerialized, each piece of it turning into a tiny ball of light that shot back into the lens. From there, a picture of it manifested on screen, before dropping into a pixelated box with the word "Crushed Can x1" being typed into existence next to it. A "DS" also appeared beside a "0.2".

"Flashy," mused Renamon.

He would nod, and would then retrieve the can, and set it down. “That definitely will come in handy!” He would turn grin at Renamon before turning his attention back to the dwarf

“Have you heard anything about other humans popping up recently, besides me?”

"All the time. But it's mostly hearsay from easily startled digimon and conspiracy nut jobs. That said--" he began stroking his beard again. "Try using the map function on your digivice. Piggyback-riding on my satellite dish's connection might just give you the boost you need."

Following the ancient digimon's instructions, Alemana accessed the map feature. A silent ripple crossed the screen from where he touched, and soon after a grid map blossomed into being. From it, he could make out the geography of the immediate area, down to the tree roots. He saw the green arrowhead icon from when he last used the map, as well as a purple-yellow one directly beside it... then he saw not one but two chrome arrowheads pointing towards the periphery of the map! One due west, and the other due north-west.

“Well hearsay is better than hearing nothing at all.. “ and he would do as instructed and when he saw those two pings, he then gasped “There are two nearby.. I wonder..” he then imagined Stingmon hunting down another kid and his heart started beating a bit faster.

“We have to go find them, Renamon!”

Renamon nodded, motioning towards the stairs alongside Al.

"Take it easy, keiki," said Menehunemon. "Take another look at your map."

Checking, Al saw numbers beginning to rise and fall next to the arrowheads. The one to the west was bouncing between 48-50 miles, while the north-western one was reading 26-30 miles.

"If what you told me is true, then Stingmon's gonna take a while before he can get to anyone. Even digimon need sleep."

His heart sank a bit as he saw that, and he looked up and Menehunemon “But.. but what if they’re in trouble, or hurt?”

"Go now and you'll be too exhausted to help anybody," reasoned the dwarf. "Don't worry. They'll have digimon partners of their own, and if they're any good as Renamon here, you'll have plenty of time to reach them both."

Renamon turned to look at Al. "It's your call, Alemana."