Mini Event 5 RP Log (Pt. 3)

She was going to say more, but she was interrupted when she jumped at Balthazar's sudden voice, but she turned slightly and smiled up at him, her whole demeanor seeming to lighten, "Hi Baz, how are you today?" she stared at his new outfit, smiling wide, "Oh wow you look great! Did you make that yourself? As you can see, I finished mine." she gestured at herself, "Thanks a lot for the hair suggestion. I really think it helps compliment things."

Noirla:  Backstage, Noirla watches in awe as the Bellosom gracefully ends her routine. She begins to clap along with the roaring throng, cheering for joy at the young Grass performer. Watching her come back stage, the Reshiram, cloaked in a silk, sky blue furisode, patted with flames and stars, her hair fashioned with a custom made kanzashi, approaches the Bellosom, and says to her, "Congrats on a job well done out there. I see that you have really put in some great effort there," later revealing her hand to her, smiling to her hoping that she would receive a genuine hand-shake.

Tony:  Antoinette smirked and liked how proper the women was. Now that she could see the women's face she, herself, blushed a bit and silently questioned her own looks. "Well first it would like to know your name miss. It is important to my job here at the circus." She said stepping closer to the lady. Flirting was a fun way to pass time. Weither or not the second party was repelled by it or not.

Piero:  *And so, the clown was alone once again after he left the two escape artist. He can only hope they will figure something out, specially Marcus with his wounds. He gave a sigh and decided to walk out of the big top and wander around the circus, staying there would only make him more stressed... The day outside was crowded, but everything looked peaceful... Maybe way too much.* Everything looks so calm...Too calm for my taste... This can't be good. ... This calmness can only be followed by horrible events... I can feel it on my bones...  Storm is coming. *He says to no one in particular.* No is not, it'a a sunny today. *Says a random worker of the circus.* QUIET YOU!

Hax: While the thought of getting whatever slime that Wooper apparently was made of on his dear pistol, Hax couldn't deny the mental image was a tad amusing. It'd be more amusing if it was somebody else's gun stuck on that blob, though. Nonetheless, he could offer the comment little, amused smirk - while simultaneously hoping the scenario would never come true. At least not when his guns where anywhere in the vicinity. Eugh.

Soon the apple - ahem, the Wooper - was walking away as told, though not without murdering the Haxorus' name rather brutally. Hellafetch, really now? Hax did not comment on it, but the amount of murder in his red eyes notably increased as he glared after the retreating, walking apple. What if he let his aim slip a bit and shot one of the slime lady's eyes out instead? Those black balls were about the same size as the apple, even! Maybe a bit bigger. To make up for it, Hax could aim for the white pupils. Good deal? It sounded good to him. However, it turned out Mr. Dark had another idea. A challenge. A real challenge, unlike those quips the Wooper had thrown around earlier. "A leaf, hm?" the Haxorus commented, glancing over to the apple that had found its position. The leaf was small, but not smaller than the coins he had shot from the similar distance - and those metal pieces were moving, the leaf was not. By all means, it was doable. "Will do, sir," a crooked, self-confident smirk found its way on Hax's beak again as he took off his sunglasses and folded them in his breast pocket. Not something he did with great joy, but he didn't want the lenses distorting his vision even slightly. With a steady hand, the Haxorus brought the pistol up again and took aim. A moment later the trigger was squeezed, and another bullet roared out of the muzzle - and surely enough, snipped the leaf off without touching the stem. The grin on the bladed beak stretched a bit wider as the red eyes returned on the ringmaster. A wordless 'there we go, sir'.

Evangeline: Evangeline nodded, giving a slight curtsy "I am known as Evangeline here in the circus. It is a pleasure to met you." She straightened up again looking over at her "What is it you do here? Security?" she asked, though the question was asked in curiosity, her tone held no sign of such emotion.

Jacq: Scarlet got distracted, and so did Jacqueline. She was forced to look back to the performance - a moment too soon, it seemed, because she just managed to see the man tear off the head of the Feral, a flash of red splattering all over him. The sight shocked her into silence, as she was caught totally off guard. Even the cheering and jeering of the crowd, and Scarlet's words, went unheard by Jacqueline; she was only focused on the gore, on the absolute ravenous way the man tore into the Rattata, even flinging its carcass at someone in the audience. She hadn't seen so much blood since, since...
Thankfully, when Scarlet spoke again, she managed to capture Jacq's attention, and the Cacturne turned back to her. Her abnormal lips were drawn in a thin line, and it took her a moment or two to process what she had asked. "....U-uhm..." How the Volcarona was completely unfazed by the act infront of them, she'd never know. Gulping and trying to compose herself, she continued speaking as best as she could. "...Jacqueline." She didn't acknowledge the rest of Scarlet's sentence, just the question, which is all that mattered. She was so uncomfortable at that moment, now hyperaware of the crowd's shouts around her, of the geek roaring after the Charmander, of how closed the area seemed to feel all of the sudden. She almost wanted to ease away from the crowd and shurk her duties for that moment, as she realized part of her 'assisting' job would probably be to clean up the remains of the dead Feralhs the man killed. But she couldn't seem to move from her spot and, instead, remained still, dropping her gaze to the ground in the attempt to ignore the show.

Nova: Nova looked up when she heard someone speak to her. "Oh Thank you." She replied looking at the Reshiram hand a moment before shaking it and returning the woman's smile. "Your one of the other fire dancers, right? I think I've seen you in passing before." She said as she vaguely remembered seeing the woman before. Actually if she remembered right, this was one of the Fire dancers she saw when she visited the circus... before she met Dark. Shaking off then bitter memories, Nova turned her attention back to the woman and gave her another smile. "I'm glad you enjoyed the show by the way." she added letting go of the woman's hand.

Gideon: After Gideon had watched the hideously rude Cacturne leave his presence, he immediately let out a huff of frustration. Why hadn't she gotten offended when he pointed out her evident flaws? She must be too idiotic to understand such an educated man like himself. But no matter. Turning back to his Pyroars, who were still clawing at the cage, vainly reaching for the sack at his feet, he only grew even matter, before wacking the sack with his cane, causing the treats inside to scatter even more over the ground. "Silence, you filthy beasts," he ordered authoritatively, which caused them to falter in their eagerness. They knew that tone of voice well, and it meant nothing good for them. One of the Pyroars even pressed her ears downward and backed away submissively.
Gideon took no notice of their obvious disappointment - or, if he did, he didn't care one bit. Jacqueline's words echoed in his mind; if his shows were only loved because of his Pyroars, then they deserved to special treatment from him. "You will not be having any treats," he demanded harshly. "Now, let's get to work."

Gwen: Gwen's head jerked to the side upon feeling the girl take her shoulder, looking into the Lilligant's masked eyes with her own neon green ones, her pupils returning to normal after a moment. She sighed with a small grin, taking the girl's hand and taking it off her shoulder, placing it back in the girl's lap. "I don't think you'd want that darling...It comes at a great price." She listened as the girl went on about how it was okay to show weakness. It was okay to show off her flaws. Urgh. Insufferable....little...didn't she GET IT? Gwen was made of flaws - evil flaws, born to die and reborn to suffer for five hundred years. She was eternally locked in this state, nothing could free her from its grip - not even the mysterious ringmaster himself. She looked at Gardenia steadily, "I was spawned by flaws, darling. Dealing with them is what I do best." she glanced at her souls again, as they seemed to get closer to Gardenia before snapping backwards at the glance the host gave them. "And I have survived by doing it my way anyhow." She looked down at the girl, who was obviously going to keep preaching until a new voice came forth, making the Spiritomb raise her head to see who it was - it sounded SLIGHTLY familiar...ah...of course. The Banette man. Balthazar, as Gardenia called him. She glanced at the girl while she went on about her dress, making Gwen give her a once-over glance before a small smile formed upon her face, "I was wondering what influenced your choice in hairstyles. You have a lot to work with." she commented. All the while though, the Spiritomb started soundlessly backing away - her movements were subtle, but she was putting distance between Gardenia and herself. Perhaps she was looking to leave? Or make it seem like they weren't familiar? Who knew what was going through the woman's head really. 

Tony: Antoinette couldn't tell how Evangeline felt with the tone she used. If anything she seemed to already to be bored with the situation. That was not going to stop her unless the women said so. "Evangeline is such a beautiful name for a gorgeous lady such as yourself. And yes I am a security guard here. My name is Antoinette, but you can call me Tony if you so please."

Noirla: "Well, it appears that my turn is next. I'll see you again sometime. You can stay and watch if you would like." She turns, inhales deeply, and takes her step onto the stage as delicately as possible. The musicians below her were in their positions, fashioned in the same style garment Noirla is currently wearing, ready to play their part. As the tune begins, Noirla extends out her arms, gracefully gesturing herself to light the wicks on each side of her batons. As the music crescendos, so do her torches. Twirling with majesty and accuracy, she could hear the breathing of the crowd, feeling the anxiety in each being. But none could compare to what she is now doing and showing. The melody softens and she pauses, later revealing a sudden hurl of both torches, and catching them to where she stands, listening to the music end suddenly. The crowd rises and roars out their wildest cheers. Quite a performance indeed, she thought to herself.

Wilona: Wilona was utterly unamused and well uninformed of the men's conversation and dumb manly plans. She dubbed them inside her head in a mocking, high tone. 'Ohh Mr. Dark sometimes I think about bananas. I have one on my face, don't I? Such a weird word.' To which the Darkrai would say 'Oh I agree. Your bananaly beingness requires more bananas. Let us glue them on your face with my dripping, smelly ego.' She nudged her face back and forth as she continued the deep story of a man who turned into a banana yet she realized where she was actually standing. The Haxorus had his gun up and Will stopped. Wow, she was actually being shot at. As intense as it was it was also kinda amazing. She could use this for herself - I was shot once, and made it out alive. How about you, you pasta with too much garlic. Thought so, you just smell nasty.
When the thing happened the Wooper just stood there. What now. Wow, what the hell. Well she could just get shot so whatever. "So did you hit or what, since I can't see," she threw the question out of her reach. She wasn't see-through like these huge egos standing in front of her. Oh, wait, right, they're people. Haha what a mistake. Haha Wilona wasn't laughing. "Or do you need to shoot again," she mumbled to herself. She didn't want the guy with a gun to hear that. Who knew how easily this manpride was pushed on the floor and forced to tears. 

Nova: "Good luck." Nova smile as the woman took the stage. She had to admit, the lady was pretty good. Her style was diffident then hers, more calm and tranquil but still breath taking to watch. The bellosom stay throughout the whole performance and smiled as the woman finished, clapping with the others. "Very nice. Well see you around." she said to herself before turning and walking away as the women took her final bows. Well she had some time to kill before her next show and she needed a little break to rest before then, maybe she could go see how the other acts are doing. Nodding to herself, Nova set off across the circus grounds.

Evangeline:  Evangeline stared at Tony rarely blinking. At her compliment she gave a slight nod "The same to you, Antoinette is a lovely name." she paused when Tony told her she could call her by her nickname. "'Tony'... and short form of one's name that shows familiarity... " She thought aloud and then nodded in agreement "Very well, then feel free to refer to me as 'Eva' as well."

Set: Set snarled when he was done laughing, getting ready for the next Pokemon to come out. He turned just as his assistant released another one, a little Bidoof, went running into the ring. He sprung, but missed, landing on one knee. However, he got right back up and spun around in the dirt to try and snatch the Pokemon up. He was pretty graceful for a Pokemon his size, curving around and missing the Bidoof only by a few inches. This time, he managed to catch the Pokemon much faster. Another CRUNCH rang in the air, more blood squirted everywhere, and yet another Feral Carcass was thrown into the dirt. As he moved back to the center of the arena to wait for the final Pokemon, he flinched when he was suddenly hit in the shoulder with something much harder than a Berry this time.
He scowled, looking over his shoulder to see a few patrons had decided to join in the fun of abusing the monster by throwing rocks at him this time. A few bounced off his back with only minor stinging. It was harmless enough, he could take hits harder than that. One rock, however, went too low and hit him RIGHT on the ankle. THAT made Set cry out in pain, crouching down and placing a hand to his ankle, reeling. The large rock hit a nerve and it hurt like all hell. He cringed, forcing one of his shadowy thumbs into his mouth and biting down hard to silence his wails of agony. If it was a regular appendage, he would have severed it with how hard he was biting. 

Mr. Dark: Mr. Dark hardly paid attention as Hax removed his sunglasses and readied his aim. He kept his eyes on the weird Whooper over yander, instead. His eyebrows were creased in confusion, wondering why the gross thing was bobbing its head back and forth. She...she did realize she was about to get shot at, correct? The thought to stop Hax from shooting Willona crossed his mind for a second. The consequences to Willona getting killed would be disastrous! He'd have to go out of his way to find a replacement for Willons little fishing booth. Oh, that could take hours. No, no, Willona was better off alive than dead. But before Mr. Dark could even open his mouth, a piercing BOOM erupted from his side, letting the ringmaster know that the gun had, indeed, just gone off. Oh great, he'd have to go employee hunting now. God damn it Hax, making him do all of this work. A ringmasters job was never done, it seemed. But upon closer inspection, it turned out that Mr. Dark wouldn't have to find a replacement. The apple was still plopped onto Willona's head, as was the stem, but the leaf was no where to be found. Mr. Dark once more glanced over to Hax, to notice the Haxorus giving him an assured look. Mr. Dark couldn't help but offer a low chuckle before turning back towards the apple. "I expected nothing less." He replied. And it was the truth. With Hax's ego, Mr. Dark would've rained hell if the mark had not been made. But no, Hax had a pride because he earned it. "If you ever get bored of shooting cards and coins, I could always use extra security around the circus. You'd be able to shoot at moving targerts, and do something worthwhile with your life. Keeping criminals from harming innocents." He smirked. "Think about it. If nothing else, the pay would be a bit better."
Mr. Dark ignored Willona's question, and hadn't heard the second. Instead, his eyes darted from the apple, to just her. "Miss Krysiak." He called out. "Do I need to observe your booth, or can I assume you can handle a fishing game with some level of competence?" Honestly, he didn't have a clue if this Whooper could handle something ascomplex as 'put bobber in water pull out thing from water'

Balthazar: He was happy to see someone appreciate his hard work, but he made sure to not let any emotion show on his face," Thank you Gardenia." He said giving his coat a little tug to show it off more to the ladies," I did make it myself, thanks to you for a little inspiration." He took a seat on a crate next to Gardenia," Who is your friend?" He asked out of courtesy, he honestly didn't want to be meeting new people but for Gardenia's sake he didn't want to make things awkward.

Tony:  Antoinette's smile dropped at the realization that Evangeline either did not know what was happening, or she didn't care. "Eva it is then." She said looking inside the tent. "So are a story teller of sort?"Trying hard not to show how hurt she was, she forced her smile to Baz and scooted a bit so he could sit next to her, "Oh, well thank you. I suppose fair's fair, you helped inspire my hair after all." she laughed,or tried to, but like her smile it just felt forced. Letting it fade into a soft frown, she nodded at him and gestured, "Ah, this is Gwen. She's a Etolie worker like you. She's the Vanishing Actress-" she paused when she turned her head and saw Gwen beginning to slink off. She gave the woman the POUTIEST LOOK SHE COULD MUSTER with her big eyes and bottom lip, asking, "Gwen? Where are you going?" 

Evangeline: Eva noticed the change in her facial features. Though she seemed to show no signs of interests, Eva was hyper aware of the woman, watching her every move. She glanced to her small tent "In a way... I host a puppet show for children. I play music and I make my dolls dance based on a fairytale... Some times I sing, when I've had the time to write lyrics. Though mainly I use this place as a form of... children's 'lost and found' center..." She spoke calmly.

Then the Wooper's annoying voice chimed in, and the pleasant moment was broken. Sigh. For a moment Hax considered just pulling the gun up and shooting the apple that had been saved for now, but then Mr. Dark spoke up, addressing the apple holder. Guess the next bullet had to wait for a moment, no matter how itchy the Haxorus' trigger finger was.

Gwen: Gwen closed her eyes, sensing that the girl's spirit had fallen. Oh. There she went again. Making people suffer and hurt without initially meaning to. Gwen felt no shame though. No pain, no remorse, nothing. This was how she was - and she had accepted it long ago. Regardless, she had to try and put the girl at ease. She had a show to do and a Darkrai to impress after all. She blinked at the girl and her jagged lips turned into a smile, "...I know, darling. You need not apologize though, as you have done nothing wrong." she stated bluntly, though there was a good natured tone in there.
Dealing with the Lilligant and the Banette though? That was not going to turn out well for her - two was a party, but three? That was..not what she was interested in right now. She looked at the girl when she gave her a pouting expression and looked away immediately, like she KNEW how to handle a gaze of such caliber. And she did. She cracked a crooked grin at the girl's question, shrugging, "I was about to practice my act, darling." she said, her souls speaking with her in unison when her voice went back to its normal volume rather than being quiet. She motioned to Balthazar with a wave of her hand, "I sense that this one would be happy if I did so." She grinned, knowing all too well that the Banette and Gardenia were friends. She had heard about him of course from her - but even so, she didn't want to stick around. She felt off. She didn't know what it was, but she felt...wrong. Being here. Speaking with Gardenia. And now being in the presence of ANOTHER friend of hers. She didn't want to bother the girl any further. Now that she had a friend with her, Gwen could leave. "And I am more than delighted to oblige." she added, now backing herself into Gardenia's tent. A normal person would have hit the material and fell through - this woman didn't, sinking into her own shadow as if it were water, speaking as she did so until her face finally disappeared into the darkness, "I know you'll do wonderfully, darling. Remember, let your fear motivate you - but not overtake you." With that, her shadow circled the crate Gardenia was sitting upon once in farewell before darting off as fast as she could go, heading back into the dense crowd where she couldn't be followed.

Evangeline: Eva paused blinking at the sudden departure of Tony, not even getting a chance to say farewell before the scarfy left. She stared in the direction she ran "pleasure... yes... I suppose it was... That is what you should say in such situations..." She mumbled to herself making sure to make a mental note to there interaction for later uses. 

Nova: Nova wandered aimlessly around the circus, peaking in on the acts every now and then. It was a when her eyes fell on an amusing scene. A sawbuck candy vendor fending off a swarm of little kids. She couldn't help giggle at the sight and wonder of a certain Litwick ice cream had the same problem at times.

Gwen: Thank GIRATINA she avoided that disaster. She'd done enough damage for one day. She was probably better off going back to the train and just staying there until she had to get ready for her show. She darted around beneath the patrons, unnoticed as usual, just how she liked it. Tonight would be different though....with all eyes on her in the Big Top...lovely, that would be. Anyhow, she went about to the Train - until she heard screams. Loud, obnoxious screaming. How detestable. Shooting to the left and up the shadowed edge of a tent, she waited, looking for the source - and scoffing at what she saw. Five girls were running after another one - arms out, looking like a pack of hungry mightyenas. What the actual hell. Then, she looked closer. Five girls. A Roselia, a Persian, a Cleffa, an Eevee, and an Oshowatt. Whatever. But chasing...no...that wasn't a female, that was a GUY! With really fucking long hair, almost like Gardenia's only his was - oh dear Giratina, he was a Shaymin. She'd seen only one before this, but he was a Shaymin. A sparkling Shaymin. Shiny, no doubt. The girls pursuing him were hot on his heels though. Gwen watched as they came closer and closer to where she was - and she tensed in the darkness, waiting to see what would happen.

Cerise:  Cerise held her head as she walked around the circus grounds. It was a lot more full than other days. So many people. So much talking. The Jigglypuff tried to ignore it. So much yelling and laughter. So much breathing down her neck. It was driving her crazy! Cerise shook her head as she sneaked through a small space between two tents and sighed in relief. "Today is just not my day, is it?" She said to herself, but loud enough for the unknowing person next to her to hear.

Gideon:  The Dusknoir disposed of his jacket on a stand right next to the cage gate, and rolled the sleeves of his black shirt up to his elbows. He then leaned his walking cane next to the stand before reaching for his supplies nearby: A long rod with a whip on the end of it, and another, smaller, sturdy crop that he could substitute as a walking cane should he need to during his performance. Gideon could often get tired through training and performances and, as such, was rarely seen doing both on the same day. However, since today was deemed as 'special', what with Mr. Dark wandering around and watching each of them during their acts, Gideon thought he'd make the exception. He could handle it, after all. He could handle anything.
He stepped into the large circular cage, closing the gate securely behind him, and began with the warm up. He thought that he'd just use his Pyroars for tonight's performance; the way the Luxrays and Liepards failed to match with the whole theme of his show bothered him, and he wanted to have a seamless, Pyroar-only act for once. They were easier to train, anyway. Luxrays were too defiant and Liepards were too lazy. The female Pyroars were a lot more used to Gideon's harsh ways of training. And, of course, he couldn't leave out his astounding main attraction: Nemea, the abnormally large, Shiny male Pyroar. Not that Nemea was more impressive than Gideon, of course, because Gideon was the one who would tame him in front of the entire audience. Gideon as it were, is the King of Kings. And he deserves that title with his bravery and skill, and damn anyone who dared to defy that. 

Yori: Yori finally got most of the kids to walk off, happily eating their sweets. Most but the ones clinging to him. Rattata child making vroom vroom noises on his head, Grimer child weighing his leg down, and now a wild Misamouse child appeared weighing down his other leg. He noticed a sound of giggles nearby and turned to see a bollosum nearby, watching him with the kids. He wasn't surprised, who wouldn't notice a Sawsbuck getting surrounded by hyper little mons. He gave a little wave. He took a few steps towards her and stopped halfway. Gebus, these kids are heavy. What the heck were they eating- oh. Anyways, he had some lollipops in his hand and gesture it towards her to see if she wanted some.

Evangeline: Evangeline glanced to the side of her, her attention drawn away from the scrafy towards the jigglypuff mumbling next to her. "Are you in need of assistance? You look quite troubled?" Should she perhaps call Tony over in order to help? After all, she herself was quite awkward when it came to helping others in there time of need.

Balthazar: Before Balthazar could get the chance to really meet the strange spiritomb she had already made her chance to escape, feeling so offended he decided to pompously storm away too upset to even properly say goodbye to Gardenia," I'll be seeing you around." and then off he went into the crowd to the point of no return.

Edward: Edward, despite him have a perfect body, wore out fairly easily. While he did participate in his fair share of sports and extracurricular activities, he always had the sneaking suspicion that Darkrai had added insult to injury and made his immune system weaker, making it so he would practically collapse if he didn't have a chance to catch his breath. Which it didn't help that he was constantly being put the extent of his stamina, being chased after by hordes of adoring females (or males, he didn't know anymore). The shaymin ran through the circus, as a throng of admirers came screaming after him. While the shaymin knew all the shortcuts and ways to get out of their grasp by now, he was set on edge since it was the dreaded "show-off" day at the circus today, and the shaymin found himself a lot less focused...and having no idea where the hell he was going.

Tony: Antoinette managed to evade her superior with a smile. She was going to continue on her may way when she figured out she could go back to the pretty storyteller. With a quick walk she made her way back over to Eva's tent hoping she was not in the middle of her stories.

Wilona: Wow, they're talking again. This was amazing. Wilona had never seen anything this great. She could just feel how happy everyone was - it pissed her off. Not that Mr. Dark hasn't already completely ruined everything but here we are. He just had to make her the subject. Hey, hey cunt, hey. I was thinking, like, maybe shut up and leave, maybe die a little. Just a thought, yeah? Her monotonous voice was making babies giggle. "No, Mr. Dark, I have no problems with my fishing game of some level, Mr. Dark, I am completely fine with my fishing game, Mr. Dark." Just push it out of your mouth, make the goddamn genius mastermind happy and make him leave. You already saw the Hitchfuck shoot me. What more does the masterfuck want? I mean, for one day it was pretty good? Wilona was angry and he was happy so yeah, wow.
But look, no one is shooting. Maybe this was her moment. The Wooper wobbled onwards, closer to the team of egos standing. She didn't say a word till she reached them but glared lovingly at the general direction of Mr. Dark. "As you see Mr. Hemtucks is perfect with me and my booth is perfect you can just leave, ok", she took the last few steps with a smile. "We're good," she nodded slowly. 

Nova: Nova smiled as the man noticed her and waved. "Looks like you have your hands full." she said walking over and took one of the lollipops from him. "And thank you. Need some help there?" she asked gesturing to the kids. She didn't mind kids normally, just like everyone else there were good ones and ones you wish would be locked up for annoying you so much. These ones seemed to be in the middle. Were where their parents anyway?

Cerise:  Her ears perked up at hearing another voice. Oh shoot they heard her? She turned to face a very wispy looking woman with long flowy hair. It almost creeped her out. "I'm fine, ma'am, thanks... it's just... the atmosphere, you know? Of this place..." she sighed, looking down. She held her stomach groaning. "I think I had too many sweets... Don't you just hate when that happens?" she offered a small smile to the woman.

Jerrie:  Jerrie gives a heavy sigh as she ends up outside of the Big Top, hiding among some tall crates where she's less likely to be disturbed. With everything else out of view and out of mind, the Klefki tilts her head back and lets her gaze aim skyward, the cloudless sky giving her little comfort; in fact, it was making her feel a bit more bitter. To know that there were people here, many people, all of whom had not a care in the world and would leave this circus today entertained and happy. But where was Jerrie's joy? What joy couldshe find here in this damned circus? For her, all she has to look forward to are the reprieves when she has no work to do, when she doesn't have to worry about finding herself trapped in a timeless world with the only escape being the completion of whatever labors are expected from her. Oh, how she wishes for an escape, but she knows there is no escape. Only misery. Her mind running in circles with these thoughts, she starts to sink deeper into misery. Maybe she should take up a vice or something...there was a bar somewhere around here...

Yori: Yori gave a little chuckle and nodded, the little Rattata bouncing up and down from his nodding. He almost forgot about the Rattata on top of his head and threw his arms up to keep him in place just to make sure he didn't slip off of his head. The Rattata only giggled and waved at the bollosom. They weren't too bad, but it's sure hard to do buisness with kids all over you tugging you in every which way. The Grimer and Mismouse were too busy giggling, hanging onto the deer's legs to notice the other.

Gardenia: Gardenia was shocked by Balthazar's departure, "B-Baz wait!" she called to him, but he was in such a huff he walked off with barely a goodbye. She frowned, upset, before looking back to where Gwen had gone. She didn't want to be alone for this, not right now. What should she do? Should she follow Gwen...? Take a walk to ease her nerves? What...?
She finally settled on just taking walk, standing and moving across the grounds with a sight. She took Gwen's words to heart though, wanting to focus on her show soon. It wasn't going to be so bad...she was strong. She could do this. She COULD do this. She could-
JUST AS she was trying to pep herself up, BAM! She slammed right into someone else that was running like the Devil was after them. She fell down right on top of none other than Edward Fern, the Shaymin of the Circus. She smiled down at him awkwardly, "G-Goodness Eddy, I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" she helped him to his feet, brushing him off before stopping and turning to see a group of women barreling towards them, "Um...what's going on?"

Evangeline:  Evangeline stared at the girl with an unblinking gaze. Unfortunately she didn't 'know' what she meant by the atmosphere. She understood the jigglypuff meant it figuratively and not talking about the weather, but feeling such as what Cerise was feeling went completely over her head. Though the physical feeling of a nauseous belly she did understand to some extent "I see... The over consumption of sweets can lead to certain stomach problems." From her sleeve she pulled out a small hand stitched pouch and handed her a mint candy from inside it "Peppermint is good for treating upset stomachs... please feel free to take a few if need be..." 

Mr. Dark:  Ah, so Halifax could show emotion when he wanted to. Like an excited hound, he noticed Hax's tail flicked with gusto. He only offered a split second glance, but he had a desired reaction. But he hadn't expected Hax to speak up again. Mr. Dark tilted his head up to listen. It was then he received his owm offer from Hax. The air around Mr. Dark changed, turned from indifferent and business, to something sinister and cold. For the longest time, Mr. Dark did not reply to Haxs offer, and did not make a move to respond. He just looked the Haxorus in the eye. But when Mr. Dark reacted, it was sudden, and to the point. The darkest of smiles grew across his lips, almost crooked in its appearance. A low laugh rumbled from his core, and it was a miracle frost did not form around his person. Was this a trump card being placed into his hand? Something Mr. Dark could use if some fool tried to cross him? Oh. Oh, he liked this very much. "I will keep this generous offer in mind, Mr. Halifax." His words were laced with the thickest of venoms, but he spoke them as if they were silk.

But the moment would be ruined and everything turned to shit by the blue thing with the apple on its stupid face because it started to speak. Gross gross gross ew ew ew. Mr. Dark could only raise an eyebrow as Willona spat out her response, using perhaps one too many 'Mr. Darks' in her sentence. As she hobbled closer, Mr. Dark didn't know whether to run for the hills, or kick the weird thing in its shins. But when she stopped in her tracks and told him leave, Mr. Dark knew damn well how to react. He loomed over Willona, looking the weird thing square in the eye. A sarcastic little shit, are we? Mr. Dark wanted to be angry, but knew that would be too obvious. Instead, he just smiled. His normal smile. The moment from before has passed. "I was just on my way, Miss Krysiak." Something burned in the back of his throat, and he finally indulged the desire. "Please don't get up in arms about my presence. I was just leaving." He belted out a harsh laughter as he stalked away from the group, not bothering with a formal good bye.  _{(Mr Dark is on the prowl once more! Who will his next victim be?)}

Set: He growled, forcing himself to stand though it was obvious he'd have a limp momentarily, but scowling to himself, "I'll f-cking get you all for this. One day...one day..." before turning to his last victim being released from its cage. A little Zigzagoon bounded across the arena like hell on wheels. This one was actually the quickest to catch because he didn't chase it at all. He just simply brought his leg up and punted the Pokemon so hard against the wall of his arena that it practically broke every bone in it's body. When people started to boo at the lack of gore though, he rolled his eyes and marched over, picking the dead thing up and clamping his teeth onto it's throat, ripping a chunk out right in front of everyone to get them to cheer and jeer at him.
He threw the bloody mess down, but grunted when he put too much weight on his injured ankle and collapsed with one knee into the dirt, growling as people laughed at him.

Cerise:  Cerise stared back at the woman. Awkward silence was awkward. She shifted her eyes from left, right and back to the woman, as if she was waiting, and her too, for something else to happen. Did she understand her?
Oh, she did. "Peppermint?" Cerise's lit up at hearing the name of candy, then stayed silence at looking it from the ghost's hand. "They can heal stomach aches?" What news. It took her a moment, but she finally decide to take it, looking at it briefly, wondering if it really can heal her pains, even if temporally. Throwing it in her mouth, she made an uneasy face at the taste at more sugar, as much as she loved it, in her taste dubs. It was getting sickening. How was she suppose to perform like this? "Can do you know it does well for sore stomachs?"

Gwen:  Gwen waited. Waited...waited...and then suddenly there was a wild Lilligant. And she ran into Edward, which made Gwen's shadow bite her own fist to stop herself from laughing. Giratina below, she was a horrible person. Oh well though! She had other things to worry about - like the girls that were nearly upon the two grass types. With a sigh, the shadow that held the Spiritomb woman darted forth between the two and suddenly, her upperbody came up out of the shadow, cutting off into darkness at the waist. Without a word of greeting, she grabbed the girl's shoulder and the boy's elbow, narrowing her eyes at the group of women running their way and closing in FAST. "Hold your breath and close your eyes NOW." she ordered - before she forcibly YANKED the two of them into darkness. She knew what it was like for someone who couldn't use Shadow Sneak like she dd to go through such a thing. Cold, dark, and no oxygen. It was like being in water without the real wet. Lesser of two evils though in this case - it was either that or be ripped apart by screaming girls. She didn't stay like this for long though - and as quickly as she had dragged them forth, she pulled them back to the true green ground - Psychic helping her out IMMENSELY when it came to dragging two people along with her. She let go of them the second she could of course and looked around for the girls. She had returned to where she had started - Gardenia's tent. "...We've lost them." she murmured, seeing no patrons around in the area to disturb them. Quickly though her focus turned towards the Shaymin. He was a big guy. Appealing to the eye as well. However, Gwen maintained her expressionless face and looked at him, her pupils going to slits, "...I don't believe we've met. Who...are you?" she raised a brow at him, crossing her bandaged arms over her chest, no doubt expecting a promt reply to her inquiry.

Tony: Antoinette spotted Eva still outside her tent. As she moved closer she saw that the ghost type was not alone. She was with a jiggalipuff that Antoinette had seen around but never talked to. Maybe this was the same one Isa had told her about. There was only one way to find out. She walked over and stood next to Eva. "Apologies for leaving so quickly." 

Gideon: Gideon spent a good ten or twenty minutes with his training when he decided that it was time for a break. He wanted to save what little energy he had for the performance tonight. Getting his Pyroars ready for the show without the other felines was easy enough; they had done the routine without the Liepards once, and once without the Luxrays. And he was running precariously low on able Persians. Besides, having a limited about of felines gave him a better opportunity for longer, more elaborate tricks for them each to perform. Exiting the training cage, he dropped his coat around his left forearm and grabbed his cane in his right hand, and made his way to where the main area of the Circus was. He also proceeded to ignore the small, sorrowful sounds coming from the deprived Pyroars behind him.
Gideon considered stopping by his room to drop off his coat, or even take a nap - he was really tired - but his curiosity sort of led him through the various trailers and tents that littered the back half of the Circus territory. He spent too long working with boring Ferals, and part of him wanted some actual Pokemon-to-Pokemon interaction. Being social was a good way to sate his desire to be admired, and who better to choose than one of his co-workers to whom he could talk to about his undoubtedly dangerous and astounding performance? It was then when he neared the back of the Big Top tent and, as well, a couple of his fellow Circus workers who seemed to be speaking, or, something. One was a rather hideous Haxorus - oh, how he despised dragons - and the other was much smaller, much more difficult to see with his limited vision. Something blue. Blue-ish. In any case, they were people to talk to, despite how much he'd probably not enjoy being so near to a Dragon Type. They were new faces, as well, so he might as well make his flawless self known to them. Making his way over, his cane possibly announcing his presence as it tapped on the ground, he ignored their current state of annoyance or satisfaction or whatever they were feeling at the moment - he didn't care what happened to them prior, clearly - and said in that cleverly smooth and kind voice, "Hello. Pleasant day, isn't it?"

Scarlet: After getting Jacq's confirmation on helping get the rude patrons out, Scarlet turned her attention back to the arena. The last cage had been opened and the feral darted across the area, instead of chasing this feral, the cofagrigus just straight up attacked it. When the man fell to a knee, she decided to take action. The volcarona pushed through the crowd towards the offenders as fast as she could. When she found them, it was a group of grass types, perfect for her to scare away herself. She walked up to them, they were all pointing and laughing at the man. To scare them off, she laid fire at their feet and played it off as if she had tripped. "I may have just tripped and hit near your feet this time, but if you continue to harass our workers, I'll be aiming at your faces. Now leave," Scarlet spoke to them without even a bit of mercy showing in her eyes. As they ran off, some of the crowd dispersed with them thanks to the scene she created. Though, after looking around, there were still some people in the crowd shouting at the man.

Nova: Nova gave the little Rattata a smile before looking back up at the man. " You don't talk much do you?" she asked twirling the lollipop in her hand. 

Jerrie: Jerrie soon manages to find a break in the seemingly endless cycle of misery her brain is generating, and with a sigh, she turns her head toward the sky once more. Positives. She has to find SOME positives to cling onto. What point is there to dwell on the nightmares of her job if it will only make it all the more unbearable? Positives...positives...she wasn't in jail. If not for that wish, she'd right now be rusting away in a cell somewhere in eastern Kalos. Then again, the guards had spoken of an anonymous tip-off; maybe this all-knowing Mr. Dark had been the one who had alerted the authorities, to drive her into a corner and thus into his care. In other words, she had been doomed to this fate from the moment he pried a wish from her lips. Grimacing, she puts her hands to her forehead to pacify the growing storm of anger. Positives, Jerrie, positives! Let's see...she doesn't have to work in that damn office, perhaps. Heck, she hated that desk job, always having to suck up to some tightwad boss and put up with his crap in return for a meager pay. Then again, here she has to suck up to a powerful Legendary, not to mention a manager or two. And the employees are kinda infuriating too. And the pay's even more meager. And there was that steel box instead of the desk. Scratch that, this was a lot worse than a desk job. Suddenly, she starts to feel a slight longing to be back in that office, a thought that scares and frustrates her. Giving up on this attempt to cheer herself up, she slowly slides down the crate wall into a crouching position, the keys in her locks of hair jangling slightly as she hangs her head and tries to clear her mind. She needs to find something else, some happy thought or anything to cling to before she becomes too unhinged before her performance later today.

Evangeline: Eva watched the woman pop the candy into her mouth, quietly staring at her shift in expressions. "Yes, peppermint is a common remedy for such things... my mother use to give me peppermint candies when I was a child since I found peppermint tea to be too bitter..." She spoke in a dull tone. Her attention was drawn back to the sound of Tony speaking "Welcome back, Miss Tony. Do not worry, after all you have a job of your own to attend to." She gave a slight bow in greeting.

Jacq: Watching Scarlet move ahead, Jacqueline was a little bit unsure of what to do. She couldn't squeeze through the crowd like Scarlet could - not that she'd want to, anyway. But she also wanted to help stop the people who were throwing things at the Cofagrigus. She... she was disgusted by his act, but... He didn't deserve to have people mocking and abusing him like that. Why the Hell would they go and see his performance if they're just going to make fun of him for it? Jacqueline waited for a bit too long, though, because moments later, a group of Grass Types fled away from the front of the audience. Taking her chance, Jacqueline shot a piercing glare at each of them (move: Leer), which had caused a couple of them to yelp with fear at the pointy, scary lady as they escaped from the area.

As soon as they were gone, Jacqueline turned her attention back to the performance area. Maybe the things stopped being thrown, for the moment, but people were still yelling and insulting the Cofagrigus. He was out of her sight now; the commotion Scarlet caused had made people move in front of her view of the show - possibly for the best. But the Cacturne couldn't help but feel some sort of pity for the man, a pity that was not unfamiliar to her. Everyone in this Circus was trapped here, for one reason or another. Maybe the reason he was so frightening was because of his wish to Mr. Dark. And he didn't deserve that. No one did.

Cerise:  "Huh.. that's interesting. I never knew that. I should have, though." Her voice tone made the Jigglypuff raise an eyebrow at her. She seemed.. depressed. Care-free. Guess that's what being in a place like this did to someone. Soon, another Pokemon approached them. She looked familiar, but couldn't recognize her entirely. Nevertheless, she knew it was polite to greet someone, even strangers. "Good evening."

Yori:  Yori shook his head in reply. "WhooOoa- heheHaHA!~" was all you heard from the Rattata and Yori quickly took the the little mon off from his head before he keeps forgetting about the little dude and ends up getting hurt on accident. He put the child down and the rattata stood in between Yori and Nova, giggling as he touch the ground, he put his arms up saying, "Up! Up!" Yori looked at Nova, sheepishly and nodded. Of course he needed help. Children are monster.

Mr. Dark: Now, hadn't that been an... interesting little meeting. Amusing, even. Save from that slime's attitude which was just about as enjoyable as sleeping on a Pineco. Oh, but there was no time, nor need, to dwell in such a little wrinkle in otherwise smooth day. A mental note was made, added to the Darkrai's mental library, and filed away. When the ringmaster emerged from the Big Top's shadow, his charming smile was perfectly on place again. More customers got a greeting and a few, suave words from Mr. Dark as he made his way through the masses. Perhaps he'd now take a peek in the Big Top and check on his bright Etoile stars? To make sure that none of them thought that being in the Etoile meant they didn't have to give their shows their all. What a grave mistake such a thought would be. If a performer wanted to put only 50% of theirself in their work, they could as well do that with a bucket of water and a mop...
The ringmaster was approaching the entrance to the Big Top when a rather misplaced sound - a soft jingle - carried through the air. The icy blue eyes drifted from the Big Top's entrance to some nearby crates. After a moment of consideration, curiosity won and Mr. Dark headed to the crates - and what a sight did he find. One of his escape artists crouching on the ground, the air around her so thick with dark emotions that one could've cut it with scissors. One of his escape artists doing absolutely nothing. With a couple, calm steps he placed himself in front of the woman. "Miss Keys," the name was spoken in monotone, and no further words were added. Instead, the pale eyes stared down at the Klefki, unblinking. Expecting an explanation. Demanding one.

Tony:  "May i suggest we take a step inside? So that way that we are not in the way of crowds?" Antoinette said gestating to Eva's tent. She did not want to be out if her superior where to walk around this area again. Aslo it would be quite in the tent and would allow for them to hear each there better.

Jerrie:  Jerrie is just about to get back to her feet and maybe go find something to calm her mind - a glass of water or anything - when a familiar voice sends a chill run across her metalic skin. Her eyes dart up, staring into the cold, blue eyes of her employer. Freezing up for a few moments, she's silent closing her eyes, giving a small huff and slowly standing. "Mr. Dark. How nice to see you again," the Klefki states as calmly as she can but with that ever-present tone of bitterness, her gaze fixed away so that she won't have to stare into those monstrous eyes.

Set: The mocking and noise had substantially dimmed down, but he had no idea that it was because some of his fellow workers were assisting him. He just assumed that it was because the show was over and people were f-cking off. Good riddance.
He slumped down, sitting on the ground and rubbing at his bruised ankle, which was beginning to swell. His assistant walked over, which he immediately barked angered orders at, "Hurry up and release me!" he demanded as the last chunk of the crowd left, not even caring about the remaining Cacturne or Volcorona, "NOW!" he shouted to the poor Lillipup man, who immediately nodded and scrambled for the keys to his chain. After he was unlocked and the neck shackle fell away, he rubbed at his sore and bleeding neck for a moment before grabbing his arm and shoving him, "Hurry up and get me a bucket of water!" he ordered, knowing he'd need it to make the swelling and pain coming from his ankle stop. The bumbling assistant staggered across the arena, looking for a bucket like he asked.

Nova: Nova smirked and rolled her eyes before kneeling down to the kid. "So where are your parents, Kiddo? I'm sure they are worried about you, you wouldn't want to get separated from them right?" she said giving the kid a little smile. Their parents should be looking for them right?... then again what did she know about parents.

Hax: As if the melting apple holder hadn't done enough damage by ruining the pleasant chat between Hax and Mr. Dark, she just had to walk up and voice her opinions nobody had asked about. You certainly didn't need to be a Phychic type to read the sarcasm in her voice. Lousy job, really - and the Haxorus surely was far away from being impressed. It only took a turn to worse when the Wooper grouped him with her. Since when had there been a we, Miss Apple? Eyes narrowing, Hax shot a glare worth of full clip of bullets at the slime lady as a voiceless snarl showed off some of his fangs. "It's Halifax," his voice was sheer ice water. "And there's no we-" And he didn't get farther before a new intruder appeared. In a form of an apparently well-behaving gentleman, armed with a dandy cane and all. Oh, goodie, wasn't this exactly what Hax was missing from his day. "Jury's still out," the Haxorus' voice was coarse to say the least, almost perfect opposite to the one the Duskull had used to greet the duo. This day seemed to be constant up and downs, didn't it?

Evangeline:  Eva nodded in agreement about the pepperment "You can have it many ways. Candy, Teas, even the leaf by itself. You'll have many options...." She stated softly tucking the pouch of candy back into her sleeve for later uses. Glancing at Tony she nodded at the suggestion and pulled bac the curtain to her tent "Then, please... come inside if you like." She offered the two of them.

Edward: Edward screamed. One moment he was on normal, safe, soft ground and in the next he was in some sort of whirring vortex of...whirring stuff. It was dark, ominous, and one quick glance at Gardenia made him see that she was thinking exactly the same thing. Then, just as it was before, they were back in the world of the living. Edward just sort of stood there, in dumb shock, trying to contemplate what just happened. He quickly jerked up to see the...the girl talking to him, but Edward could only make out her asking his name. "E-Edward..." He stammered, still looking at her with a pang of worry and fright on his face. 

Scarlet: Scarlet let out a sigh of relief as the crowd finally left. She waved towards Jacq and pointed to the cofagrigus. They needed to check on him, he seemed to be in quite a bit of pain. Scarlet jumped a bit as the man yelled at his assistant, she wasn't expecting that, though she probably should have. After the assistant had left, she jumped into the arena and approached the cofagrigus. She did make sure to keep her distance, knowing the species can lash out at anyone when injured or if they feel threatened. "Sir, are you okay? Those people sure did a number to you," Scarlet asked, being kind was in her nature. She looked around the area, and sighed when she spotted the rocks. There had to be at least fifty or sixty rocks here, some of them big enough to know out small ferals easily. "That group... Maybe I should've burned their faces off, this is just going a bit overboard..." she said with her facial expression showing no real signs of emotion, but still anger burning in her eyes. 

Leeta:  Leeta stayed back in her tent, she had already taken forever looking for one of her new products she had left behind in her tent; it were the new faction pride jewelry pieces. She figured that by now the main acts had already been assessed, she may as well prepare her tent for inspection and make sure no product had been damaged or stolen while her stall was unattended.