---neatly tied up curls of a pastel shade bounce when she decides
to approach her empires first knight, one hand waving at him, the
other tight around the grip of her sword, swinging it idly by her side.
“ooi!” she calls, trying to get him to pay attention. she wouldn’t be
approaching without any sort of reason, and her ear to ear smile
hides her hopeful intentions or getting him to spar with her. or, well,
stand there and let her slash at him and spit mean words until she
hopefully broke his spirit. either way, it be fun for her.
“orion! wanna test out your sword against my own?” stelle laughs,
still swinging her sword like it was nothing. even if he said no, she’d
probably go at him anyway. she’s just asking because it would be
rude for her to slash at him without warning.
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“...any reason you’re here?” it’s barely more than a mutter when it leaves his lips, yet with the eery silence and dark lighting of his factory, it seems as though he’s spoken far louder than he really has. his eyes aren’t exactly locked with her own, rather looking off to just behind her, yet giving the illusion he was making eye contact while speaking.
it wasn’t often the other frontier brains would come to meet him in person, since certainly phone calls sufficed in the contact division of work. but apparently not, considering a certain dark haired woman had strut her way into his factory and called out for him, having now disturbed his nanna nap, making orion just a little bit ticked off.
it be hard to notice if you weren’t good at reading him.
“...after all.. it’s rare i’m graced with another frontier brain’s presence...” he yawns, the lounge he’d been lying on suddenly far too comfortable for words, calling him back into the warm embrace of sleep. alas, with this woman here, he’d never be able to do that. “...so? got some sort of... news for me? or.. ah.. i don’t know. why would you show up.. instead of calling. it’s faster.”
the best time to tend to flowers was during the EVENING. surely she, the nymph, would know that best. and surely she wasn’t here at the star garden’s close to dinner time just because she could watch those PRETTY lights flicker on the shimmering FIREFLIES come out. no, that definitely wasn’t her reason at all.
“ those flowers are at their prettiest when left by themselves.. ” she whispers, moving her gaze from the beautiful QUEEN OF THE NIGHT to the other flowers who’d soon show off their beauty.
it’s odd that she feels the most attracted to the night blooming flowers, when she loved them all equally, however, if she were to take care of them in the evening, then the best she could do was to split them between flowers that bloom when the SUN shines and flowers that bloom when the MOON’S rays hit them. she loves the moonflowers especially, though she can never put her finger on exactly why.
“ ---AH! “ flora yelps when she notices a blonde woman nearby, her hands hiding behind her back as if she wasn’t just running her fingers across silky white petals. “ i, uh! i’m just taking care of the flowers, it’s not like i’m gonna take any of them! “
pale fingers tug and pull on dark gloves, he never liked late winter or early spring since he never knew how to dress. on one hand, he wanted to dress a bit lighter than normal due to it finally warming up a bit, on the other hand, it being sinnoh and all, he always had to be careful in case the weather decided to have another four-five month long winter.
they always made him sick. it wasn’t as though he didn’t get sick any time during winter, he very much did, and preferred the company of his warm kotatsu inside his cozy little home, however it didn’t mean he had to hermit and hibernate all winter, as much as he’d enjoy to do so. he’s positive the few friends he had would murder him for that, and he can’t have that happening, now can he?
so here he is, begrudgingly walking around iron island with both hands as far into his overcoat’s pockets as he can put them, and breathing into his scarf, hoping to get some form of warmth from both of these items.
pale blue eyes look up a little, up a rock formation that was easy enough to climb, when he hears a loud voice, spotting a young girl training a pair of pokémon he really cannot identify from this distance. her voice is painfully loud, and it hurts riley’s ears a little for someone to be that cheerful this early in the morning.
alas, it’s practically become his ‘job’ to take care of vistors to the island, so he moves closer to the group of rocks and stands at the bottom, arms crossed and hands tucked under his arms to warm himself up.
“you uh, got a lot of energy there for so early in the morning.” the sarcasm drips off his tone as he makes this remark, raising his voice so she can hear him clearly. “oh, and you better be careful up there. there’s a skarmony nest nearby and since it’s early spring they’ve started swooping people.”
he adds this quickly, as to not have her make the assumption he’s just simply trying to be an asshole. in a way, he very much is trying to be an asshole, but it’s still probably a good idea for him to add some practical advice in there.
