Snippet #1912447

Not particularly talkative by nature, Victor was untroubled by the silence and took advantage of it to pay more attention to what was around them. There was never a good time or place to run into a Hunter, the military slang for those hired to track down offenders of the state and bring them before government officials.

When they reached the lake, he might have spared a smile at Miku’s playful joy. As it was, he directed his gaze first to the city when Destiny pointed it out, then at the various trees and plant life that grew thickly a few feet from the lake. It was here that the beaten trail ended, and the lake was a glorious large drop of azure surrounded by a sea of green.

Yet Victor was troubled, staying on guard. Instinctively taking in all major landmarks, he tried to determine where said trouble might be coming from. He snapped back when Destiny spoke.

“Fine,” he said, once more placing his hand on the Pokeball at his waist, as if to sooth the creature inside or prepare to release it. For now. “It just seems . . . quiet. We’re the only ones here. There’s usually a bit more life around water, especially on a day like this. When there’s not, it’s a sign that something is off.”

Sweeping the edge of the lake, he noted a few scraps of what looked like abandoned human food among bent grass and reeds.
“Stay on guard . . .” he added quietly.

Moments after he said this, the peaceful scene was broken by the resounding echo of a Pokemon using Hyper Voice. It sounded a bit rough, as if it did not have full command of the ability, but it was still strong. Anything and everything in the surrounding area would at least hear the sound, if not be affected by it. On his part, Victor scowled and shuddered as the sound with a growling cry of pain and frustration as the waves hit him, instinctively bringing his free hand to his ear in a vainly protective gesture.