matthew sighed and pulled something out of his jean's pocket.
''i'll have to use a glove to hide the mark... but the gesture is
nice'' he said, slipping the finger-less glove onto his hand.
Kari's eyes widened in shock, not just because the Buneary was
gently nibbling on her finger. Her family ranch was gone. "it's a
shame. The Black Feather Ranch was one of the best out there. Miss?
Are you alright?" The man asked, noticing her pale face. "I'm
fine." Kari muttered before turning around and running out of
there, holding Rai tightly.
After a while Queening grew tired, "You did a good job, Queening"
praised Stream, as she walked toward her Pokemon, "let's go back,
okay? I'll cook us lunch". Stream put Queening back into her poke
ball. And headed back.
''well people will question where i got the mark from... it's not
like i hate it, it's rather sweet, though i'm surprised you were
able to do that to my hand... but i like the mark, it's a nice way
to remember someone by'' matthew said as he slipped another
finger-less glove onto his other hand.
Kari's eyes widened. "So dad is still alive." She whispered. "thank
ye so much!" hugging Rai tightly, she stroked her fur. "Does ye
have a trainer little one?"
As Stream headed down a hill, she loved visiting the Pokemon there,
she also love helping out in place or help out tourists to find
their location. She notice a somethings new.
Frida laughs a bit. "You are like my trainer. She had the kind of
ability to create a fire ball out of her hand... she has
circuit-like marks on her right and left hand. Everytime she does
that, her marks glow blue." Frida laughs.
"One time, she was in danger and tried to use it... the result was
an explosion, that blasted an exit through a house. She isn't
really trained." She smiles.
"But she never uses it. She just prefers to play on her guitar with
me on the drums and Rai on the keyboard."
My feign ran out. Now it's time to
reappear, after more than two years. Hope I retained my
kindess.
''well i'm a typhlosion gijinka, which mean's i can use fire freely
and easily all the time'' matthew said, snapping his finger's as
the ball of fire turned into a fiery orange rose with a normal
flower stem.
he held it out to her and smiled.
''here, something for you to remember me by..'' he mumbled,
blushing faintly.
matthew smiled and stuffed his hand's into his pocket's.
''so you're trainer can control fire with some kind of mark's on
her hand...?'' he asked out of curiosity.
"She is." Frida perks her ears and we both start to hear the sound
of a guitar, being played. It is a melody... a bit hectic, but not
like a heavy song.
My feign ran out. Now it's time to
reappear, after more than two years. Hope I retained my
kindess.