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Calculus, the mathematical study of continuous change. In all honesty, Amelie was glad that the school year had been more or less forgiving thus far; she wasn't awesome at math or anything like that, but their teachers made a decent job at making the class understood, something she was really thankful about.
It was a bit of a surprise, but the class right now had... twenty or so students? For being a first-year class in somewhat renowned university, she had to say the classroom was somewhat... deserted? This had definitely broken the stereotype of Asians liking math for her, but it was something she was somewhat thankful about. When teachers had fewer pupils to take care of, they tended to pay more attention to the ones they had.
A pencil was currently streaking through a notebook, writing the equations of the derivatives and differentials of the function currently written on the board. These exercises have proven to be somewhat tough at first, but Amy was getting used to them; guess this was a matter of practice. No easy way around it; the brain was just another muscle, after all.
Luckily for her, she was able to resolve and recheck her results five minutes before the class' time was up, and that meant she could unwind a bit.
Wonder how the others were doing? While her class wasn't particularly close-knitted or anything of the sort, they were so few that the brunette just naturally remembered everyone's (or mostly everyone's) names, and had been both on the giving and receiving end of borrowing class notes more than once. Most were good people, and there was probably not much else she could ask about them.carrie
Carrie smiled as she relaxed in a seat behind Amelie. Today was going to be a good day, she could feel it. Gotsumon had finally quieted down, her medicine was working fine, her stuttering medication also kept her issues to a minimum, and she was doing excellent in her classes. Nothing could ruin any part of this... then she heard her device begin to beep. She frowned, another kid with digimon was around somewhere. She'd only used it as a watch, and a way to avoid others with digital monsters, but now she was stuck. 5 minutes until she could leave this room and figure out a way to go back into hiding. She took back her earlier sentiment; today was going to be awful. Finally! She heard Gotsumon speak up in her head. I was wondering when that stupid toy of your was gonna start up again! You've been neglecting your soul quest, your friends in the digital world are probably worried sick about you. Carrie visually changed from pleased with herself to nervous and bothered, taking deep breaths and looking all around herself. We are not going back, Gotsumon. I am going to be a normal girl with a normal life and not going to deal with any giant monsters or world-ending disasters. "BORING!" Gotsumon's rough, gravelly voice came out of Carrie's mouth so the whole class could hear it. She covered her face and looked at the attention everyone suddenly gave her, blushing furiously as she began to sink into her desk, her digivice still beeping.
Of course, the calm had to grind to a sudden halt. It was a low, gravely scream that suddenly got the whole's class attention to its source, Amelie included.
It had been the girl just behind her; among the few foreign students taking this course, she was one of them. Catherine was her name, and while the brunette didn't know her all too well besides her outwardly shyness and that sometimes, she tended to stutter, she thought that the brit was a good person, just as long as you excluded the fact that she was British. She even remembered asking her to explain one or two things she didn't quite get about integers, and she had been happy to. All in all, not somebody who wouldn't purposefully interrupt a class in such a way, even less to get that much attention to herself.
The stares were promptly interrupted by the teacher clearing his throat to speak, his gaze boring right into Catherine. "Miss Welty, if you find this class so boring, why don't you spend the rest of it outs-" His speech was interrupted by the sound of the electronic buzz signaling the period's end. That had been a close call. "Remember that next week we have partials, I hope you all remember to study hard for them."
And thus, the pupils began to vacate the classroom. Being the naturally curious person she was, Amelie was at the very least determined to ask Catherine about this incident. Whether she ran away from the classroom first or decided to stay and exit after everyone else, the teenager would just either be right behind her... or just wait outside the classroom until she got out.
Carrie's face was beet red, the whole thing putting her back in mental hysterics. She grabbed everything and quickly ran out of class, rushing to the girl's room, dropping a few pencils and pens from her open pencil-case. She splashed her face in the sink a few times, looking at the mirror, before turning her attention to her digivice. "Why did you do that!?" She asked, horrified.
"Because I'm tired of sitting in your back pocket. You promised me once you got out of school you'd help me. So I waited. Then you told me I had to wait until you were in college. So I waited again, now you just flat out tell me that the Digital World isn't important and that you want to be some normal, boring broad? You wield METAL! The power of steel and iron at your fingertips and you stick at home and read about some italian jerk who went to Hell and back." Amelie would here Carrie arguing in the two voices, her digivice beeping all the while.
"I don't WANT the spirit of metal! I don't want you in my head!" Several girls approached the restroom but turned away, deciding now would not be the best time for that hearing the two angry voices. "Then find the second spirit, give me SOMEONE to talk to! I'm stuck in here with the stupid teen girl cliches and you're ALWAYS having a pity party in here. The cake sucked the first time, two years ago and it sucks now! And the punch has gotten worse! If you don't let me out, I'll let myself out in your sleep, and I don't know WHAT I'll do!" Carrie turned from the mirror to see Amelie behind her. "...Oh, h-hello." She said, her stutter returning.
Well, that exit had been something totally unexpected for Amelie. How hasty and uneasy Catherine's moves had been preoccupied her bit, no to say that the suddenness of her acts was something really uncharacteristic of her. Or at least from what she knew about her.
Anyhow, that wouldn't deter her from eventually following her as soon as class ended, ending her search in the nearest women's bathroom. And what she began to behold was... something she hadn't expected on the slightest.
By all means, the brunette wasn't a psychologist, but what was happening in front of them could only be defined with one word; batshit crazy. How the raven-haired woman could change voices or even facial expressions and emotions so quickly was pretty good at making Amy watch with befuddlement. If she hadn't known better, she'd have thought that there was actually two people talking to each other. One that sounded like a fat frog woman and the brit's normal voice.
The conversation itself was kinda interesting, however. The frog woman was talking about... the spirit of metal or something, that how she considered everything Catherine did a waste of time and how she wanted for somebody else to talk to. In all honesty, she sounded like a frustrated spinster, but Amy wouldn't voice that one out loud. Or anything at all, for that matter.
The fact that the young woman had a digivice with her was brought to light soon enough, mostly due to the incessant beeps the device was making, and that's when Amy finally connected all the dots. Catherine had a very acute case of demonic posession some kind of digimon being inside her head or something. Were they even able to do that? Kinda disturbing, to be honest.
Eventually, Amelie would eventually be discovered and greeted in a really awkward way. She wasn't sure how to react, but at least she was glad that Calculus had been the last class of the day. At least of her day. Because she was plenty sure that the rest of the day would be long.
"Hi." Was the simple answer she'd give. "Guess you're having... a rough day?" Talk about awkward questions.
"Uh... Y-yeah, I think I'd like some tea." Carrie answered, shyly. "How uh... how much did you see?" She was worried now. This girl would probably report her and she'd have to go back to therapy, her parents would start fighting again, the stupid digital world hallucination would start over again, and her grades and future would plummet down a bottomless hole.
"Amelie, right?" She asked, hoping the subject wouldn't go back to her outburst (but she totally knew it would). "How uh... how're you doing?" She put away her digivice and let the girl lead her to the cafeteria.
Well, at least that was a response. Not the smoothest and by a stretch, but enough for Amelie to figure out that the black-haired woman was more or less sane. She gave her a quick nod before saying. "Sure thing, shall we go to the cafeteria?" However, a second question would be pronounced before she could begin walking. "Let's say I kinda heard a good part of it, but don't worry. I'm not ratting you out. Believe me when I say I know how stupidly hard is to get a scholarship in here. Ain't so sure of the rest of the people who heard or saw you, though. But I don't think you have to worry about them; they're Japanese, after all."
As if to put emphasis on that point, she shrugged. "They'll probs think you're getting burnt out or something of the like. Supposedly that happens a lot over here."
She still remembered the last raving person who ran through the university's main hall after failing what seemed like a very important exam. That had been quite the sight.
Probably that was a topic that was best left behind, at least for the time being. If anything, she was more or less sure that her fellow classmate was eager to just forget the whole episode in first place. "Yeah, that should be me. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Catherine."
Without saying much else, she began to make her way towards the cafeteria. "Been doing okay, even if Calculus has been beating me up a bit. Hope you've been doing okay as well." Once there, the teenager tried to spot an empty table before buying two cans of tea and sitting there. Hoping Catherine would follow her, she eventually passed her one of the cans in case she sat. "You can take your time to calm down. Guess it's been a tough day for you."
"Yeah, stress." She looked at the floor, listening to the girl act friendly and kindly to her, even after her outburst. She took her seat next to the friendly classmate and accepted her drink happily. "So... you heard that beeping noise?" She asked, trying to figure out a way to discuss digimon with her new friend without risking her finding out if she wasn't one of those with the device. "I've uh, I've been hearing that for a few years now. It's nothing though, d-don't worry about it." Ask her if she has a digivice, quit beating around the bush. Gotsumon said, annoyed. I'm getting there. She reassured the voice in her head. "It's just been pretty busy living in Japan. I-I've been here since I was a little girl, practically born and raised here, but some people still uh, just don't like foreigners I suppose... You said you were from some other country though uh... which one? I wasn't paying all that much attention to you when you introduced yourself to the class... N-no offense, I just like to keep my mind on the books." Your mind's nothing but books now, just quit avoiding everything and be a woman already! I try to hook you up with some nice boy and you've never spoken to him after that. Wait, when was that? Carrie asked, worried. Two years ago! At the arcade! You seriously don't remember him?! Talk about the trailmon station or something, kid! I'm going stir crazy! "...So, did you hear the rumor about the Train station?" To an outside observer Carrie just seemed to pause an unusual lot and zone out whenever people tried to speak with her, interrupting others at seemingly random with her own questions.
Well, Catherine was being like, super awkward at the moment, but Amelie supposed that that was natural. In all honesty, she would even doubt of her own ability to remain calm, should that situation have her as a protagonist.
"Yeah, heard the noise. Seems like your thingy was going a little crazy, not to say that, well..." She trailed off; stating what had actually happened wasn't needed. "So, you've had that device for a couple of years now? If the episodes are that bad, I'd just have gotten rid of it."
Now, she knew exactly what a D-Tector was, but there was just no way in hell she'd keep up with one if it made her life miserable, and that was a fact. Catherine didn't even look to be the adventuring type, so she doubted she had even gotten to the Digital World all that much, in all honesty.
The conversation kept on normally, the raven-haired woman shifting the topic to something way more... casual. Amy didn't mind at all, to be honest. "Oh, is that so? I had no idea you have lived in here since you were so young. I moved to Tokyo after graduating from high school to start college in here; I'm French. And don't worry; for a change, I found it interesting that somebody wasn't interested in 'new girl'. Felt a bit refreshing."
Of course, while fluent, her Japanese had a bit of accent, making that fact stand out a bit. The third topic change made her a bit dizzy and did a good job at making her guess that something was up. It would probably better if she just came out clean, wouldn't it? Probably. "You mean the rumor that there's a train the goes straight into another world? Yeah, I've heard the rumors. I also kinda got a device like yours in there. Think somebody left it there or something."
Finishing her sentence with a small shrug, the brunette placed her D-Tector on the table. "Not christmas-themed like yours, but I think it looks nice."
"Oh France, how lovely! I hear all sorts of good things about France." Except for the people who live there, apparently. Gotsumon said, recalling a few late-night stand-up bits she saw when Carrie was supposed to be asleep.
[Oh thank God.] She said in the Queen's English, setting her device on the table in front of her. "Another one, for once something's gone a little right. And I have been, I've tried to lose this stupid thing for two years. Rivers, holes, garbage trucks, it always finds its way to my back pocket, good as new..." I'm not gonna waste my breath on the "destiny" speech again, kid. Gotsumon stated, annoyed.
"It's like that song they played in one of my English classes, you know? 'But the cat came back the very next day'. It's just annoying. I left it on a bus headed to Kyoto last spring and the next morning there it was in my coat pocket... should we talking about this out loud?" She looked around, paranoid. "I-it's probably fine." She answered herself, taking a few deep breaths. "I'm sorry, I'm just, this hasn't happened to me for a while and the whole experience is... so you um... you have digimon too then? Have you been back to the digital world recently? I uh, I haven't been for a while..." she confessed.
While Amelie's initial response to that small comment about France being lovely was outwardly met with a smile, she knew better than that. The brit was trying to lure her into a false sense of security about her opinion in the country; she didn't need to know her real opinion, it was obvious enough just from gazing at her.
But that was not the main topic at hand. She'd take care of that later. For now, she seemed to be somewhat amazed at Catherine's inability to lose her D-Tector. Seemed more or less like a curse, to be honest. "Well, seems like there's no escape from the thing? Ever tried giving it to somebody else? Maybe that's how you'll get rid of it for good; I mean, cats usually don't come back when they get a new owner." Maybe the device would be prevented from going back due to having another owner? Not something out of the realm of possibility.
Even if she couldn't answer to the next question because the woman more or less answered to herself, the brunette more or less agreed with her. Considering that most people around her age were talking about animes and probably more ridiculous stuff, this probably was fine. Taking another sip of her tea, she shook her head at her final inquiry.
"No digimon over here; never been to the Digital World, either. Seems like you're the more experienced of the two. What are you going to do about it?"
Carrie was tempted to throw the digivice into Amelie's hands and run away as fast as she could with her suggestion, but she decided against it. It wouldn't work, of course. "Maybe I should save up to go on that trip to Europe, see if it can follow me there... And uh, the Digital World... How to describe it...?" She thinks back, humming to herself. "I've only seen a couple parts of it but it's... One is this big city, skyscrapers that literally scrape open the sky, roads and sidewalks filled with all sorts of creatures you've never seen or imagined before, angels and devils walk the streets as creatures with no limbs bounce up and down like balls." She shuddered, it was just so odd for her...
"The other site though, that was wonderful." She smiled, relaxing. "It was a beautiful field, the sky was a beautiful shade of blue, the clouds looked so real and the grass was as soft as pillows. I loved it, there was even a large sculpture of stones. Oh, if I could go anywhere, I'd love to return there, even if it's where I met Gotsumon..."
Maybe she shouldn't have suggested those as options for her to get rid of the device? Now, the woman seemed to actually ponder some of them, and Amelie couldn't but wonder what kinds of plans she'd come up with. Probably not something harmful, but there was this lingering sensation she wasn't up to anything good.
"If you ever travel to Europe, you should definitely see the sights! There's so much to do there.." The old continent was probably the most concentrated dose of various things; beauty, history, sights and even people. For such a small place, what it could offer was genuinely surprising.
But that wasn't the topic, was it? The brunette made a mental note to remember that little fact as she engaged in Catherine's next words. Apparently, she had mixed memories of the Digital World, with the good ones outweighing the bad ones. That was interesting. "If I didn't know better, you almost sound like you want to return there." She said, right after the field's description. "What's holding back from returning, them? Everything suddenly springing back? If you're that afraid of that, I could go with you."
That offer had the real possibility of causing more harm than good, but Amy's curiosity had already been piqued, and there wasn't much she could do about it.
"Oh no, ... well, maybe that field. It was peaceful and silent a-and... I'm not going back. It's just too weird! The whole place just feels... wrong to me. I-it's not normal!" She stood up, she wanted to walk away but froze in place. She let loose a depp breath and sat back down. This whole thing made her so upset. Sure her first few trips to the digital world didn't go that well but... she'd met other kids who'd been there, had seen things... maybe it wasn't too abnormal if so many humans go there. Was she afraid? Maybe, maybe a little. "...Yeah." She sighed and took a sip of her tea. "I-I'll show you how to get there, and some of the sights but I don't want to stay too long." We'll definately be there longer than you think... "Huh?" Carrie asked aloud. I didn't say anything. Gotsumon's voice lied. "S-sorry, I thought I heard something... Do you have any classes tomorrow? I might meet you at the Shibuya station to uh... show you the way. Keep in mind, I haven't gone back in a long, long time."
This would be a long day, wouldn't it? The pseudo wishy-washiness Catherine was showing right now was something Amy wasn't sure how to tackle, despite it being the obvious elephant in the room. Suddenly, going to that place had been her idea? Oh well, whatever floated her boat.
"If you don't really wanna go, don't feel obligated to do so." The brunette added, a shrug ending her sentence. Eyes would focus directly on her peer's before adding. "This is kinda about you, after all? But if you wanna go and think you can handle it..."
Holding a conversation with the black-haired woman was a bit of a challenge, and even if that irked Amelie to an extent, another feeling was eclipsing the former, and by a lot. Excitement. Despite her initial reluctance about the Digital World, she didn't know why this conversation was making her look forward to that trip. The fact that the plan was to go as early as tomorrow made her eyes shine with anticipation.
"I'm done pretty early with classes tomorrow, so... I can be there as early as nine in the morning if that's what wanna do."
Despite what she outwardly let on, the brit could be surprisingly resolute when she wanted to. Amy appreciated that.