Katya et Monodramon
"Comment ça? Je suis un digimon, comme toi! Je n'ai jamais rencontré votre espèce avant. Tu ressembles un peu à Angewomon, mais pas d'ailes!" Monodramon a dit, battant ses bras ailés pour souligner son point. "Je suis monodramon!" Il se présenta, les yeux collés à la fourrure que portait Katya.
Katya devenait de plus en plus confuse par la seconde. Peut-être que la douleur dans sa tête n'a pas été causée par ce... monodramon... atterrissant sur sa tête, mis peut-être voir cette scène bizarre était le résultat d'une blessure à la tête. Si seulement elle pouvait se rappeler où elle en a acquis un? La dernière chose dont elle savait, c'était de se lever le matin. Après cela - eh bien, elle était évidemment habillée pour sortir, mais quand et pourquoi elle ne pouvait pas se rappeler. Elle a été frappée par une voiture? Elle pensait qu'elle serait dans le coma et ne rêvait pas si le chapeau était le cas.
Peut-être qu'elle est morte? C'est pas vrai. Elle a refusé de le croire.
"Tu vas juste rester là?"
"Hm? Oh, désolé. J'ai pensé à vous. Votre place est-elle là? Vhere sont des vee?" Elle a demandé. L'hallucination ou pas, ça ne pouvait pas faire de mal de poser des questions sur ses repères. Katya a remarqué que les yeux du digimon étaient collés à l'un de ses vêtements. Ce qu'elle pouvait gagner elle-même une faveur, elle l'a glissé et l'a enveloppé sur les épaules du petit dragon. "Maintenant, c'est à toi de le faire. Et je ne suis pas deegimon, je suis humain."
"Ew, qu'est-ce qui ne va pas avec ta bouche-" Monodramon a commencé quand il a entendu l'épais accent que l'Humon possédait, mais ses mots sont morts quand il a été doué la belle chose chaude moelleuse. Au bout d'un certain temps, il s'est souvenu de la question : « C'est ma maison. Qu'est-ce qu'un Humon? J'ai dû dormir dans cette classe. L'école est ennuyeuse. Je veux voler!"
"Où est ta maison?" Katya m'a demandé de réparer la façon dont elle parlait. C'était une bizarrerie de son esprit de toujours glisser dans sa langue maternelle quand elle était stressée.
-- Juste ici!
-- Oui, mais où est 'ici'?
"Le monde numérique!"
-- Qu'est-ce que c'est?
"Ma maison!"
Katya a mordu sa lèvre dans la frustration. Cette créature semblait plutôt... dense. Pas étonnant, s'il a dormi jusqu'à l'école comme il l'a prétendu.
"Est-ce que tu as faim d'Humon?"
La tête de Katya s'est cassée de ses pensées. Elle avait faim dans l'estomac. "Je suis... et appelez-moi Katya."
Le petit dragon a pris sa main et a commencé à la conduire quelque part. "J'espère que tu aimes le poisson, Katyamon!"
Name: Catherine Fyodorovna Orlova
Nickname: Katya
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Nationality: Russian/British
Voice actor: Anna Hutchison

Appearance:
With her height and looks, Katya sticks out like a sore thumb in a crowd of people of her age. She is circa 170 centimeters tall. Coming from the cold Siberia, her complexion is fairly pale. The girl weighs around 65 kilograms, yet doesn’t look overweight, but rather imposing with her gymnastic figure.
Her face is quite angular, dominated by her icy blue eyes as well as her well kempt snow blond hair that reaches above her shoulders. She doesn’t like to wear makeup as her hobbies leave her sweating profusely more often than not and it would just be a bother - she does after all consider herself beautiful enough not to need any.
She likes to wear clothes that display her social class in some manner, yet are utilitarian in nature. Most often her winter clothes would be lined up with fur rather than synthetic materials, but keep enough pockets and easily cleaned outer material. Her usual outfit would consist of high-end sport shoes, warm leggings, mini skirt, long sleeved blouse, a fur coat and a scarf. She keeps her mane in check with a bow.
She carries herself straight, whipped out by her athletic hobbies, military family background and a good dose of pride. She seems aloof, as even when she smiles her lips barely arch up. It’s hard for her to just stand still and she often chooses to pace instead, do something with her hands or at least chew a gum.
History:
Katya is the daughter of an English fashion designer and a Russian officer. Despite being of mixed descent and having a family tree recorded all the way to Victorian era, she considers herself Russian as that is where she was born and where her physical appearance took root.
Never being short for money, Katya lived the life of luxury. She had however many expectations put into her, as the only heir to both the clothes company and to her father’s military tradition that reached as far back as the Tsars. She could never shake the feeling that her father would have liked to have a son as an only child instead, but despite that she succeeded in overcoming every challenge he put in front of her.
Katya has traveled all over the World and familiarized herself with the culture and customs of many countries. Despite having the skills to do so, she never considered the path of an athlete or any other sport as a career, believing it to be too unstable for her likes. She was also fairly certain she wouldn't like the fame, because of course she would be excellent.
When it came to career choice, Katya had two ways lined up for her. For a while she actually considered enlisting in the Russian armed forces, but as she grew older she realized she could not function well with anyone telling her what to do. That left her with the only other option to focus on, her mother's clothes company.
When the time came Katya left Russia for the UK to attend a more business oriented school. She never quite forgave her mother for never being around aside from Christmas and her birthday and rather than moving in with her opted for her own small apartment.
Personality:
Due to her upbringing, Katya is well mannered and won’t shy from a conversation with anyone once it is initiated. That however doesn’t mean that she will come chat you up or that you are going to like what she says to you. She is downright cold most of the time, but under the ice is a heart. Normal people and their problems don’t interest her as much, but if you have something special or even unique about you, she just might come talk to you.
Her friends she considers family and will do much for them, but if you get on her bad side, you’ll find out why Stalingrad still strikes fear to the hearts of Germans to this day. Her biggest flaw and yet a strength would be her pride, which can be exploited against her and yet she considers it the source of her every success. It also makes her seem stubborn at times.
In her free time, she likes to equally engage both her body and her mind. A bit 'damaged' by her family's social status, she is slightly above the amusement of the 'peasants', choosing a bit eccentric - and expensive - hobbies. Her version of exercising means going to a private gym to practice gymnastics, while hiking in her terms means hopping onto a plane and going to spend however long she wants in whatever part of the World she desires.
Yet despite all that, she is utterly bored with her life. Having the time and means to do nigh whatever she wants means that it is increasingly hard for her to find anything interesting to do.
Skills:
Good physique: Katya practices gymnastics almost on a daily basis granting her a good balance of strength and agility. In fact she can bend in rather sickening ways.
Survival skills: Often enough spending her time traveling in nature as well as growing up in one of the coldest parts of the world, Katya can work with her environment - be it a forest or a street.
Sewing: Being a heir to a clothes company meant to learn the craft itself. Katya can craft her own clothing and accessories from a variety of materials.
Equipment:
Taser: A traveling lonely girl’s most trusted friend.
Flashlight
First aid and sewing kits
Digivice: Hers is black with silver trim.
Themes:
Main - Angry - Neutral - Happy - Battle - Victorious - Defeated
Monodramon
Apparent Gender: Masculine
Primary Form: Rookie (Early); Ultimate (Late)
Personality: A happy and cheery fellow whose sole reason for existence is to enjoy all things in life. Monodramon is a pure blooded adrenaline junkie - the more dangerous, fast, difficult a task is the more enjoyment he gets from it. A downside to this is that he doesn’t pay attention to how much havoc his stunts cause, more from being too excited to notice rather than being without care for others. On later digivolutions though, his behavior becomes more aggressive and he starts to seek out challenges in combat rather than sports and mind games.

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