Snippet #2282727

Sumara growled at the bane of her existence and went to swing at him, only to have Jace prevent her, his grip firm. His eyes said it all. "Don't mess him up yet." Huffing, she settled with glaring at him. "Not baby-sitting, you red haired freak. You're just gonna sit in my shadow, like a good little loser like you should." She snapped, running one finger over the shiny new Pokeball where her partner sat. She felt the grip on her arm lax and she rolled her wrist. It was slightly red but she had worse happen to her.

Sumara turned to Jace, who was steadily glaring at the large man. Jace's left eye twitched before he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Ugh, the least they could've done was get me a bodyguard that doesn't look like he wants to maim me just for existing..." Jace looked over Brigson with a clinical eye. "At least he looks like he can hold his own." He sighed again and readjusted the bag strap.

Sumara glanced at Martin warily before quickly hugging her brother, her fingers a vice grip on his lab coat. "We should get going... And you should as well." She muttered, suddenly very subdued and quiet. Jace held up one finger to signal that they needed a moment to themselves and led her inside the center, just inside the glass doors. "Brother... I-"

"You'll do just fine." He pet her hair softly and gave a rare smile. His baby sister was so mature but could become such a child again. He blamed the lack of attention from their moronic parents and the fact he was so, well, rich and handsome. She was in such a large shadow, that he cast. "Just remember, when you start to break down, turn it into that wonderful music of yours... You'll be the best battler, breeder, idol, whatever you choose to be, I know it." She nodded and let him go before taking a deep breath and running back outside.

"Come on, you soulless ginger, we need to hightail it now! If we're ever gonna make it to the next town we need to go!" She shot past the boy, excited to get started. Jace walked out and watched his sister run to the edge of town and with a grin, hop over the border before she sped off again, his face blank but his eyes fond.