Jordan smiled, "I have no idea." He glanced at the large helicopters. ONe was blue another was red and the last was a greenish color. He went to the red. It matched a patch on his leather jacket that was the symbol of their team. he waved for Jasmine to come over, "I think its this one!" he shouted over the roar of the copters.
Ic: He scratched the back of his head. "I don't know,I'm not exactly what you call 'Creative' or 'Imaginitive'." He said,chuckling lightly.
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Amiee giggled. "When I still lived with my mom, I'd write stories about how the pokemon we lived with..." She finally met his eyes, "I would write what I thought their past was like." She laughed fakely and looked away. "They always came differently to me. It was like I was experiencing it first hand." She stared at the florecent lights on the ceiling. "The pen and words came naturally. Like it wasn't me writing it, but the pokemon themselves." She stared down at her shoes, Buneary perched on her head. "I burned them all when my mother disapeared."
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Jasmine ran over to the red copter with Ember in her hands "ok let's get in" she suggested. Ember was so exited. He wriggled out of Jamines arms and into the helicopter... he's never had a chance to fly before. Jasmine giggled "i guess we won't have any trouble getting him in the copter" she got in the helicopter and put Ember on her laps. "come on let's go" she called to Jordan.
"Really? Because I would've liked to read them...Or maybe even exchange ideas." Jakent replied,looking down nervously. "I used to write stories,,and I still do.I just lost my inspiration once I started to travel." He explained as he took out a notebook out of his backpack.
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"I stopped after that. Never wrote anything but my name." She looked at the notebook, still avoiding his eyes. "I was so happy then." She had never shared any memories of her past with anyone. Jakent must have been really special to bring that out in her.
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Jordan laughed and followed her inside. Arrow shifted on his shoulder. He was used to flying on his own but if he had to he would let the copter. Jordan slid in to the copter next Jasmine. He placed a hand on her head and tussled it a bit, "Ready?" He asked. He turned to Arrow and the little critter shifted again.
Jakent stared at her,a sympathetic glint in his eyes. "When did your mother dissapear?" He asked,curious.His eyes widened when he asked that question. "Um,I'm sorry.You...don't have to answer that."
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