Snippet #2282833

Sumara stuck her tongue out at the irritated boy and gave him a shit-eating grin, walking backwards with ease. "Ah, come on, little red! A little running won't kill ya!" She spun on her heels and looked at all the land they had to cover in a day. It wasn't a lot but on foot, it would take the two a day at least. She took off again, in a steady, but easily matchable pace, her entire body thrumming with energy.

She slid one side of her headphone onto her ear and flicked the switch on her music player, flipping through the songs. She hopped, spun and literally danced the route, her head bopping to an unheard soundtrack. Grabbing the Pokeball off her belt, she released her partner, who barked and ran around her. She smiled, genuinely, and forgot where she was and who she was with, lost in the beats and melodies. Maybe traveling with the moron wouldn't be too bad.

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Jace looked himself over and raised an eyebrow at the other male. "I don't carry weaponry, if that's what you're asking." He replied shortly. He tied part of his hair back to keep it off his neck and sighed before pulling out the map that his parents made him take. He pointed to a small island close by. "This is where someone decided to stash the sick Pokemon... We'll need a boat of some sort..." He tapped his chin in thought and begrudgingly turned to his bodyguard. "Any ideas?"