Sai wriggles helplessly in Leila’s embrace, as little as she could. “Get away from me!” she shouts, her voice muffled. “S-stay out of my HEAD!”<br/>And Leila would suddenly sense the clearest emotion besides anger that the small girl has projected yet: Fear.<br/>Sai won’t ever, ever say it aloud, but for some reason (Most likely that horrible memory) she’s terrified of psychic Pokemon.<br/>The only reason she wasn’t screaming in incoherent terror at the moment was the simple fact that Leila wasn’t using telepathy to talk to her…<br/><br/>The smallest, unheard part of her mind suggested that the Lugia's soft feathers being so warm and comfortable might have something to do with it, but again, Sai wouldn't admit that aloud.<br/><br/>00000<br/><br/>Naya giggles as she easily watches where the female human tries to hide. She considers making a game of it... and gives into the temptation. She hops over onto the roof of one of the buildings that form the alley. Out of sight, she closes her eyes and prepares to let Bella get a bit of a headstart... using her hearing and sense of smell to track her.<br/><br/>0000<br/><br/>(Here's your's Kora)<br/><br/>The Lilimon sighs in exaggerated disappointment. “You know we love your food too much to scare off the humans who cook it… besides, we’d make it fun and tip well! Ah well… you’re right, let’s get the food in for now!”<br/><br/>The digimon gently starts pulling the loaded carts into the Veil, to the sound of feminine cheers in the tv room… Takeout night usually means movie night as well. There are numerous female Digimon and Pokemon here… each one has a different story. A Tinkermon providing for her family. A Ranamon running away from the sea. A pregnant Lickilicky who is actually sheltering her former trainer from a world turned against humans. Tolerance and acceptance is the key to living here...<br/>This sorority of Mons wanted a relatively peaceful existence. It follows that they had to be relatively dangerous.<br/>Kuzuha was their unspoken bouncer, and the most dangerous of all of them.<br/><br/>“Kuzuha is upstairs waiting for you,” the pink Lilimon unattaches Kuzuha’s particular order… potstickers and fresh cut vegetables. “Try not to have too much fun- she might keep you!” The digimon laughs as she opens the elevator door.