#floange

Literally everyone:

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."

'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.

" 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. "

❝    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.

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.