[FIN] Green hair club?

[BlackFireKitsune]

Even though the weather wasn't perfect - it was winter, after all, and Ion assumed it would probably snow sometime soon - Jozette had still grown tired of being pent up in his little apartment, new as it was, and so he'd agreed to take a break to walk through the park. With the chillier temperatures, he was quite glad he'd taken a few days to visit his family in Grande Ile and fetch his warmer clothes, like the warm white hoodie he was wearing, and the slim white gloves that covered his small hands. The staff he carried clicked quietly every once in a while as he walked along the walkway with it, while his Braixen walked through the grass bordering the walkway her trainer was on. The fire-type was more energetic than the green-haired boy beside her, as occasionally she would bounce or hop forward or to the side and kick at some pebbles she came across, her large ears perked up and eyes bright.  

[BlackFireKitsune]

Both Ion and Jozette paused at the sudden laughter, and the pair looked up to see why. It was fairly obvious who the girl was laughing at, given how few people there were around at the moment, but it took Ion a moment to realize just why she was laughing; once he did figure it out, a warm, amused smile lit up his face. Outside of his family, he'd never met anyone else with green hair, let alone in a style similar to his.

His Braixen didn't find it nearly as funny, and so she put her paws on her hips with a huff.  

[BlackFireKitsune]

"It's all right," he reassured her, his amused smile still present. "I like yours, too." There was no way he could take offense to her amusement at their similar hairstyles and colors. Twins? His smile grew a little warmer. "We could be. Is green hair common in your family?"

"Ah.." Jozette did indeed look a little annoyed, but the boy merely put a hand on the Braixen's head and offered her an apologetic smile. "Her name is Jozette, and she's from Kalos. It's a pleasure to meet you, Citrine; my name is Ion," he offered, turning to smile at her again.  

[BlackFireKitsune]

Jozette huffed again and narrowed her eyes slightly as she crossed her arms over her chest, clearly not buying the flattery - though that didn't mean she didn't appreciate it.

Ion smiled regardless and reached out a hand to gently pat his Braixen's head. She still didn't seem too pleased though. "Oh, thank you. Citrine is a pretty name - it seems bright and vibrant," he said with a smile. He listened politely as she spoke, though her questions gave him pause, if only so he could collect his thoughts and answer them in order. "Both of my parents have green hair, though my father's is darker than my mother's. It isn't common where I'm from though; I'm from Grande Ile, but I spent a few months in Kalos last year," he finished, his smile still present. "May I ask where you're from?"  

[BlackFireKitsune]

Jozette took to ignoring the small human once said small human decided to leave her alone. Her main concern here was Ion, after all.

"I see," he said with a smile as Citrine explained where she and her family were from. He didn't know where either of those regions were, but that fact didn't matter too much. Her deduction, though, made him nod a bit. "I don't know how close they are exactly, but they aren't too far away from each other. A boat ride between the two takes about twenty-four hours, I believe," he explained, his smile still present.  

[BlackFireKitsune]

Rosie? He had to wonder if that was the same Rosie he knew, but before he could ascertain that she had continued on to another question. Her enthusiasm made him smile a little wider. "I've been here..." How long had it been now? Longer than it felt, certainly. "I came here in april or may earlier this year, expecting to stay just a few weeks." It was funny how things worked out.  

[BlackFireKitsune]

"Yes," he agreed with a nod, taking a moment to look around them at the park and the tall buildings beyond it in every direction. It really was a very pretty place. Quite different to Devoirue, of course, and without its more elegant and decorative architecture, but Camphoreon - and Kodo as a whole, or as much of it as he'd seen so far - was quite pretty as well, just different. "It is starting to grow on me a little," the teen admitted as he turned his attention back to Citrine, "and everyone I've met here has been so nice." He paused briefly. "May I ask why you thought you wouldn't come back?"