In the winner's lounge. Kevin was sitting down on one of the chairs and was dozing off. He was holding his P.E.T. and staring at it.
ON the screen, was a looping animation of a humanoid version of his navi in an ancient pixelated form, jumping over a fence.
"...24...25...2...*yawn*..."
Soon the boy fell asleep.
"Be sure to rest up before da next match. Don't want ya to be counting sheep during da fight." SheepMan said, in a calming tone.
"And now...QUIET OUT THERE!! THE BOY'S TRYING TO SLEEP!!" He yelled at the nearby navi's who were shouting at eachother.
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"Ah, Isn't that preacious, ScopeMan. Nothing is more sweet looking than a sleeping kid...quite tempting isn't it?" Aroki had a perverted expression on his face, as he gazed thorugh his binaculours inside another disposal container.
"Hmm..."
"What is it, ScopeMan?" The sick man aske as he focused his sight on his navi.
"That plant navi...there was something perculiar about how his data reacted when his limbs were burned. It wasn't like how other plant type navies would react. Plus, he didn't receive as much damage as those types of navies either."
"ScopeMan...are you saying we have a spy in disguise among the competitors?"
"Indeed"
"Intresting. You don't suppose he's looking for the same thing we are, is he?"
"Perhaps. I'm not a hundred percent sure. It would be easier if I were able to read the navi's thoughts as well as his action data."
"We'll just have to see in time then..."