♕ 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

[rarestcandy]

If you wanna see one, I could go find Diet Cola! He loves exploding.

[Well, it was more that was just more likely to listen to her if he had the chance at causing destruction, but details didn't matter.]

What 'bout you? How come you became an animal tamer?

[lackingbeauty]

[Diet Cola was her... animal? Pokemon? Right? In that case-]

Nah, nah- I'm fine. Really.

[More like, she's not reacting well to Pokemon...

That question, though. If she were being honest, it was "because we needed one". "Because Father said it suited me". But this is a kid. And it was too personal.]

In't it obvious? I was born to wrestle with tigers, s'why.

[rarestcandy]

...That's so cool.

[Her best friend can break just about anything, but wrestling tigers is a new one, and even if she'd never really though about it before, Vanellope's clearly impressed.]

[lackingbeauty]

What can I say? S' a livin'.

[Making it look easy is sort of part of the job.]

[rarestcandy]

And your name is cool, too!

[Since she hasn't met anyone who builds racecars around here, Beast is probably one of the most exciting people she's seen so far.]

Did you always have that name? I mean, you said you were born to wrestle tigers, and that's a pretty tiger-wrestler-y name, huh? But I guess people here aren't used to names like that, they want everybody to be named all boring things, like Sue and Bob instead of Poprocks.

[lackingbeauty]

Nah, "Beast" is a name ye earn. Ye can' be born with somethin' like that, after all.

["Earning it" is the child safe version of that story, anyway.]

What's yer name, kid?

[rarestcandy]

Ooh...

[She's...really not sure how names actually work for most of the world, so she's suitably impressed.]

Vanellope von Schweetz, at your service!

[lackingbeauty]

[Now.

That is a name. Beast takes a stab based on the "Von".]

German, are ye?