♕ 002 // Action for Goldenrod (Circus)

[lackingbeauty]

-ere.

[Beast, for anyone who remembers her first broadcast some time ago, seems to have gotten the hang of the PokéGear, holding it so that it better shows her from the shoulder up, outside Eve's Garden Circus in Goldenrod.]

Reckon that's workin' now. Ye can 'ear me an' such.

[She looks. Irritated? Stern? Strained? Maybe it's just her face.]

Been 'ere longer 'n I care t'be, but apparently that isn' about to change, so I'll introduce myself proper.

Name's Beast. Animal tamer by trade. [She snorts a bit derisively before muttering under her breath-] Though looks like everyone 'n their brother is claimin' t'be the same in this place.

Any 'ow, I figured to thank the people who tried to talk t'me when I first arrived. Ye'll forgive I weren' exactly the 'appiest woman at the time, seein' as I think takin' that sort a arrival calmly might mean yer off in the 'ead.

Didn' get most a yer names, but I appreciate what ye done.

[Which is the closest she'll come to apologizing for how she treated some of you. Take it or leave it.]

That said, 'll be takin' up at the circus time bein'. 'd like t' 'ave a few words with anyone who considers themself a part a that. In person, preferably. This gear'll do if yer away.

Good day t'ye.

[Look at that- so polite.]

Comments

[soundmind]

No...that's not normal in other worlds, not even mine, but if that's how it is here I feel like that should be respected, at least.

[SHE'S TRYING.]

I know I can't help much with you settling in, but I hope you figure things out soon.

[silentscales]

[Snake just shakes his head 'no'. His people skills could definitely use some work, but there is no way he would joke about something like this.]

[lackingbeauty]

[Beast really didn't want to do this. It wasn't the time, nor the place-

She glanced around even as a hand reached for her whip, but. No. There were still people about, people who might see, who might tell.

She put her hand down, balled them in to fists and clenched her jaw.]

Then let's 'ope fer yer sake ye can recover that memory soon.

[lackingbeauty]

[What did she do?

What did anyone do with that kind of information? She'd remember if she was dead, wouldn't she? She'd definitely remember, but...

Joker said he'd been here over a year.

And all that time she'd never noticed him gone, so he had to be-

What?

Dead?

She couldn't think of a thing to say at all.]

[lackingbeauty]

Right...

[Cultural respect wasn't a big issue in her era and location, unfortunately. More like... conquer and impose your morality on everyone else.]

Yer not the only one, but thank ye besides.

[silentscales]

[Snake gently puts his hand on her shoulder. What else could he do? He didn't want to cross boundaries by hugging her, so he just stands there hoping that his hand could help her somehow.]

[diehardreaper]

[ There's a sigh there as he ruffles his hair. Ah damn, what a pickle. ]

M'afraid I can only tell you what I know. Apart from the urchins... there was a bloke in a wheelchair... some other poor sod...

Ciel and Bassy made it out in once piece though. Course, m'not too surprised at this point.

[lackingbeauty]

[In a wheelchair? Father?

"Some other poor sod"?]

- What about that poor sod?

[lackingbeauty]

[She just stared at his hand, moved haltingly to put her hand on his hand.

When had been the last time she'd touched Snake? Or talked to Doll? Or played cards with Peter and Dagger? Or listened to Jumbo's harmonica?

If she was dead would that be the last time-]

I don' believe it.

[She didn't want to.]

[silentscales]

You're alive here, says Ruskin.

[lackingbeauty]

I'm alive anywhere! I'd remember if I died, Snake!

[It didn't make sense. She would remember, wouldn't she?

She needed to sit down.]

[silentscales]

[Quincey settles himself so that Beast can use his tail as a seat, and Snake helps her sit.]

Should I get Joker? asks Gaskell.

[lackingbeauty]

[Beast doesn't seem to notice, but she does just. Sit right down. It's too crazy, too sudden, and she can't wrap her head around it, but she does know one thing that shouldn't happen-]

No-

[It comes out quite forceful, and she balks at her own volume, repeating softer.]

No.

[silentscales]

[Snake sits next to her and his pokèmon curl around them defensively. Snake can't find any more words as he silently kicks himself for just dropping the news on her. He briefly wonders if he should just stick to talking to his snakes.]