Snippet #2282992

Mar watched the scene with his arms crossed and a grin on his face, amused and intrigued at the same time to see how she would handle this. When the Pokemon was hers he lifted an eyebrow and shrugged as if unimpressed, but in reality he was burning alive with envy and the desire to prove himself. "Fine, fine, next one's mine though!" He said, already scanning the skies and ground with his gray-blue eyes for the next opportunity to expand his team. The flush of excited energy that had been utterly replaced with begrudging annoyance at being forced to travel with a partner flared through him, renewed.

As they continued on (Mar rubbing his shoulder which definitely smarted a little) he glanced at her Electrike, Lorcan. "So, why don't you just keep your Pokemon inside its Pokeball?" he asked, not really understanding her reasoning for having it accompany her on foot. Some bushes rustled to their left and Mar froze, but whatever it was didn't emerge when he nudged the area with his sneaker. The area woefully clear of new game to battle and catch, Mar started off down the path again.

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Brigson's face didn't show it very well, but he'd been deeply engrossed in Jace's speech before he cut himself off. His stoic face probably had given off the incorrect impression that he was staring blankly at him and wondering why on earth he was prattling on and on. Brigson did smirk slightly at the last quip though, and before he hit "send" on his dinosaur of a phone he added, "I'd imagine if I did anything awful to you I wouldn't be trusted to take on jobs like this in the future."

The phone rang fifteen times before Sanders picked up. Brigson's retired partner ran the registry of nautical vessels near the coast where the pair of them had to depart, and after a rambling, enthusiastic greeting from Sanders and about five words total from Brigson, he hung up.

"My contact will have a vessel ready for us when we arrive." He paused there, mulling over something Jace had said earlier. After a moment he fixed an unblinking stare on the smaller man and frowned slightly.

"Perhaps this isn't the best place to discuss it, but I'd like to hear more about your theories." He elaborated, realizing he'd been vague. "The ones about this virus perhaps being genetically engineered by some sort of company."