Green watched the fleeting emotions as her brain slowly quickly, almost too quickly, who he was. He felt pride swell a bit inside of him that some still remembered who he was… But it was soon crushed with a few careless words, but from an outside perspective they were not this girls fault, who could know but those who bothered to keep up with such things? Green’s face went taunt and the next words out of his mouth were rather cold, but he kept his calm. “Was. I was the gym leader of Viridian. The former owner, not that many know of him, Giovanni, challenged and successfully took his gym back.” Green said nothing for a moment, allowing the feelings of guilt and anger to pass before he continued. “… Pfft. But I am still one of the strongest in the region, miss, don’t you think twice about that one.” a smirk was slowly returning to his face as his pride was uplifted by her latter comment.
Jolteon watched it’s ice counterpart with careful eyes. It perked it’s head up slightly at the cry issued from the mouth of the Glaceon. “Jo.. Jolteon” it said tiredly as if to say “but there are no stronger Pokémon or trainers”.
Green looked down at Jolteon for a moment while it spoke before the other trainer’s voice once more got his attention. Sylvia? Huh… he thought. He suddenly snorted at the comment about being a clerk. “I can’t see how you could stand a job like that. I’d go stir crazy from all that inside work.” Reflexively, Green looked towards the distance as he said the word “inside”. In the distance, Mount Silver loomed and a grin appeared on the former gym leader’s face. “Not that too much time outside does you much good either” he said, chuckling at his own inside joke before returning emerald eyes to similar, but brighter, colored ones. “You seem… up to par for someone your age. Why the hell are you stuck in a desk job? Why not collect the badges?” the hesitance was Green’s sudden lack of knowing how old she was. The girl had a mannerism that held ground. While childish, while more suiting of that of a teenager the way she held her self… spoke to a more “child in an adult body” kind of thing. Sure, Green was no expert, but after seeing kid, after kid, after kid, AFTER KID, come through his gym… he knew when a more experienced (which in the Pokémon world usually meant older) person was in front of him, regardless of how they acted. And something about this Sylvia girl was just that… older.
Or he could be completely wrong and just met a rather stable 15 year old, but that was besides the point. It really was simply he was questioning, and over thinking, how old she might be.
Sylvia hadn’t been moving much, but every thought and twitch stopped in its tracks. She spent a second motionless and then furrowed her brow, mouth open. “You’re kidding.” How did she not know that? Surely rumors would have spread, right? Maybe word just hadn’t trickled to the grunts before she moved up. Sylvia looked visibly offended, but certainly not for the reason Green probably inferred. “Hmph. Yeah, I know who he is. He was still the leader when I was ten. I kept up pretty well with the Kanto leaders, I think. I even remember how old I was when you took over.” A snicker was quickly turned into a giggle, covered up by her right hand. “After all, being a trainer was kind of my childhood dream. Shame my parents had other plans.” She paused, having a delayed reaction to his prideful commentary. “Hehe. Don’t you worry Green, I gotcha. Still very strong. Not doubting it.” She finished with a wink in his direction, took a glance toward the Pokémon, and sighed at his statement. “I can’t”, she said bitterly.
The ice type’s deep blue eyes gave Jolteon a slightly offended look. Sure, she wasn’t “all powerful”, but she was better than a wild Pidgeotto. She smiled though, slyly as if she knew something Jolteon didn’t, and took a few deliberate steps in front of him. Those eyes searched for something, and when they found them… Eve looked over her shoulder and pointed between two far-off trees with her paw. 'Cee, cee-ceon…' She sounded almost like she was laughing as she extended her front paws and shifted her weight to her rear end. Eve looked behind her at the gabbing trainers, got the response she expected, and looked back at Jolteon with a smile. A race then. That was, unless his trainer was too much of a stiff to let him have some fun.
Sylvia caught Eve looking right at her. The look was inquisitive, and while Sylvia didn’t know exactly what the Eeveelution wanted, she smiled and nodded anyway. Her Pokémon were all pretty trustworthy, so whatever she wanted, Sylvia was cool with. This question though… she wasn’t so comfortable with. She looked back at Green, an eyebrow raised. “Is… that supposed to be a complement?” There was a suspicious tone to Sylvia’s voice, but she shrugged it off. “The answer’s simple enough: I’d have left my job and my parents when I was eighteen, but…” Cutting her bright lime eyes right away from Green’s, “the woman I love would rather I stay.”
Yet another statement that would be more accurate in past tense. Hopefully that had sounded more loving than pained. But, you know. Her acting wasn’t perfect.