Hear my shapeless songs i'm singing and painting this morning light, bit by bit, hoping I'd get to that summer sky. I'm feeling alright I can see your palm reaching out to mine. ---In the orange sky, there is glowing fireflies.

Sneaking around when you were as known as she was, was something that really was kind of difficult. It hadn’t been long since Touko had first arrived in this new region, but it didn’t take long for people to actually find her out. This lead to her having to come up with disguises just to get some sense of normalcy. It was odd. Back in other regions she could walk around normally, but her she was almost treated too nicely. Not that she entirely minded, mind you, it was just odd. However, when going into the territory of another faction, the utmost secrecy was needed.

Her eyes skirted the area from under the sunglasses she wore, as her hands subconsciously rose to tug the hate that she wore a bit lower. The brim was tilted over her face, casting it in shadows but still allowing her to easily see the surrounding areas. It would be easy to get around. So long as no one recognized her...although she didn’t think anyone would. Her disguise was pretty perfect after all!

It was only when she got to her destination that she allowed her nerves to calm down. After a deep exhale, weary eyes looked around the area. Moments later and the expression on her face morphed into something much more joyful. It was hard to feel anything but positive emotions in a place as beautiful as this one. She debated upon letting her Pokémon out to enjoy this as well, but for now just wanted to relish in the peace and quiet. Only once she started nearing the water did she realize she wasn’t alone.

A small hint of curiosity nagged at her core, making her walk over to the figure laying on the floor. There was something eerily familiar about the person, however it didn’t click into place until she was only a few feet away. ”Black?”