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@floange on Floette: owo?
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Sometimes it just takes a little flower to bring the sparkle back to your eye ✨🌺 // @floange 💖
{ ooc. Serena saving the selfie of adam and floette + setting it as her lock screen
'kyuru ??'
floette's head tilts curiously, clinging to her flower. there was something about him she couldn't quite place, so carefully, she settles on his shoulder, looking up at him as if to ask: who are you ?? how could i know you ??
Adam blinks briefly. It takes him a moment to recognise who has landed on his shoulder - Floette are far from uncommon in Lumiose, but this one is very special. He has never met her before, but he has been told a great deal about her. It is hard to mistake one so unique as she.
"Well hello there." Adam smiles, his voice soft and gentle. "I don't believe we have met before. My name is Adam. You must be Floette. Serena has told me quite a lot about you."
She's so small. He wonders how much she has seen in the past few thousand years; how big the world must have been for her for so long. It must be difficult to never truly be able to express yourself to your human companions - though that must be true of all Pokemon at times.
-> @floange
'kyu-kyuru~' floette hums as she twirls a bundle of flowers in her free hand, tucking it through a strand of ree's hair. another joins it, and another, until a good chunk of their hair is woven with flowers. how pretty !!
Generally, Ree knows when a wild Pokémon is friendly or not. So when this little Floette — though it’s a kind they’ve never seen before — approaches them, Ree relaxes where they’re seated in the meadow, cane on their lap.
they feel her threading the flowers there and snort softly. Their Zorua pokes his head out from where he’s currently napping in their lap.
Ree shifts and pulls out a little bag, opening it to reveal some Pokebeans.
“Not sure why you chose my ugly mug, but I ‘ppreciate ya prettying me up,” they say, voice gentle as they offer up some beans in their palm. “You seem pretty friendly. Are you lonely? You can chill with me if ya want”
for the wandering to come to it's steady halt. after so long, one had half the wonder if a hapless king would have wandered for the rest of eternity. even while the feeling of brittle bones became so painstakingly present. the numbness of regret had dulled his senses; but the warmth of care had brought his senses back. as if reversing the years of sin--or maybe to show their presence known for a coming end.
" i cannot say sorry enough. truly, i am grateful. "
grateful to even have memories of his beloved friend. to see her was another cherished happenstance that would have never happened had he not let go of it all. how long he had held heavy the years upon his shoulders. the slow tread of a man that had followed the same paths as a regi might as it's footsteps paved the rivers between land.
the giant lowered himself to a sit within the hotel that painted an end that would come. when? he did not know, but surely when it did; he would.
" for all i have committed to bring you back. the feeling of joy now surpasses all previous moments, it is almost unfathomable. "
@floange // starter call
❝ Oh. ❞ mild surprise paints her countenance at the unexpected presence of this floette. she glances left to right, before offering up her palm in gestured greeting.
@floange 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑
'ruru ??'
floette twirls her flower curiously, studying the trainer before her. she's not quite sure where she is, but strangely, she finds herself at peace nonetheless. wherever she is, it certainly has some beautiful sights. nonetheless, she circles six curiously, settling atop her head with a curious smile.
there was no doubt to six that this pokemon was not native to rareita, far from it. unsure of how the little one got here, she smiles at her with a softness that goes nigh unseen from the champion. out here in brios grove, where the flower gardens grow free and beautiful, there had sat this soft and gentle creature – the flower of strange colors making her stick out even more than she already did. there's a quiet buzzing here, the soft sounds of other pokemon out of view inhabiting this place. and here, as she knelt beside the bush where the floette sat, she felt comfortable.
❝ where are you from, little one ? ❞ the champion's eyes follow the little flower pokemon as she rounds six's head before landing in her soft, fluffy hair. it must've felt like a cozy bed up there, what with how hot six's body temperature ran. a gentle giggle escapes her as she shifts her weight just a bit, to stay there and be comfortable. ❝ i hope you're comfy, do you like it up there ? ❞ it was moments like these, small interactions with the pokemon of the world who they as rareitans simply shared the space with, where she felt at peace.