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And a good mornin' ta everyone~.

[There's Joker, smiling like usual and with his hair still dark. He's a bit more done up than he was the last time he turned on his Pokegear.]

So! First off, a bit a business for anyone lookin' for work. As always, the circus is always open ta folks who'd like ta run stalls or participate in any a the acts. We could always use folks who know their way around all this fancy tech or who can patch folks up just in case. However! This is for the future.

Ta be exact, October. Our good friend Jack has left the haunted house in the care of Jims and me, but two folks does not a haunted house make! So if yer interested in that sorta work, let me know, and we can see how things are come October!

Secondly, bit more personal, but beyond breedin', any recommondations for where ta fish for good water types and the like?

Think that's- [He breaks off as a Zoroark paw reaches from off screen and taps his shoulder.] Ah, before I forget. My Invidia has a problem he'd like some outside opinions on. Don't know what it is, he ain't keen on tellin' me just yet. Let me know if ya would like ta have a chat with 'im.

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(Sansa is as prim and proper as ever. Cirrus, her Swablu, is resting on her shoulder, keeping an eye on her conversation.)

What sort of entertainment does your circus provide? (She doesn't like the sound of a haunted house, but if there are funny acts, everyone can use a laugh now and then.)

Why, all sorts!

[In contrast, Joker is almost aggressively cheerful and friendly. His black hair in contrast to his more natural red almost seems like it's been spurring him to be even more of a vibrant personality than usual to make up for the lack of color.]

We're a world class establishment! We have stall after stall with games ya can try yer hand at for delightful prizes and all in good fun, along with all sortsa other little events littered here and there!

A course, it's our main show that's the real star a the evenin'~. Our talent can't be found anywhere else in Johto!

Our snake dancer is enthrallin', and our strong man could give most Pokemon a run for their money! Got a singer like a siren, a pair a trapeze artists that defy death with every go, and a clownish lad that could make any soul laugh.

(She isn't expecting his...enthusiasm. Before she realizes it, she is caught between smiling and staring at him with wide eyes. There is enough innocence left in her to enjoy such displays, but it saddens her too. The little girl she once was would have loved the circus so much more.)

You advertise for your troupe eloquently. (He definitely has a talent with words.) Do you enjoy your work?

Ha! Well, I am the Ringleader. Ya learn ta be a bit handy when it comes ta that sorta thing.

[Plus working as a butler for Father certainly introduced him to more than a few expensive sounding words he never would have heard of otherwise, but, well, no need to mention that to strangers. Or anyone, ever.]

More than anythin'. If I could do this for the rest a my life, then I think I could die a happy man.

How long have you been a Ringleader? It doesn't seem a common occupation to me.

(Sansa has been taught how to speak properly; how to behave. Her temper doesn't always allow the lessons to shine through like they should. But she has learned patience and how to keep herself alive amongst the lions of King's Landing.)

You must be close to those you lead. I think you offer a good distraction from the harsher side of life.

How long? Hmm... I suppose a good few years. I suppose it ain't the most normal job, no, but folks like myself tend ta end up in uncommon jobs, ha.

[To show what he means, he adjusts the gear a bit with a wry grin to show the empty sleeve on his right side, hollow and hanging limply. Gone from the shoulder down, and he still hasn't found a reason to get a new prosthetic.]

I thank ya kindly for the compliment. Things tend ta be pretty bright around here, but every now and then folks still need a bit a cheerin' up.

Folks like you? (She frowns at his wording, but the expression quickly turns to one of surprise...and then sympathy.) I will not ask how you lost it, but I imagine it has been difficult for you.

(Victorian England and Medieval Westeros are not kind to those with disabilities.)

If you do not mind me saying so, it is remarkable that you seek to brighten the lives of others. Thank you.

Ah, well... A bit tricky, 'specially since lost my fake arrivin' here, but ya learn ta manage with what yer dealt, don't ya? Ain't much choice.

[He gives a shake of his head, although even he's not sure if it's to thinking about what life has been like or why the circus back home really got started. Here... Well, at least here he can do as he likes. It's still a very strange sense of freedom.]

World's a dark place, innit? The least I can do is bring a few smiles onta the faces of those who need it, ha!

[Won't get him to heaven, but oh well.]

That's true. (Life is out of all of their control and what is lost cannot be replaced or regained.) More than I thought when I was a child. I was raised a noble Lady and I suppose I was protected more than most.

(But the world found her. Brutally.)

I wish I could make others smile.

Well, it ain't hard once ya get the hang of it! A whole treasure trove of ways ta do it.

If ya wanted, ya could even come to work here and learn how ta do it! We don't mind folks who need a bit a trainin'. The rest a the troupe would love ta see ya!

I'm not as social as you. (She might have been if things had been different. But abuse carries a heavy price tag and she doesn't have much faith in herself.) You are kind to offer and I thank you for your hospitality. However I have no talents that would entertain anyone.

Well, are ya ever interested in learnin'?

What could you teach me?

Whatever catches yer interest! When I first did the Circus back home, me and my family had ta be well rounded since it was just our little lot. Knife throwin', tightrope walkin'...

[He gives her a teasing wink.]

Could even teach ya how ta be a clown, if ya wanted! Our Jimmy is the best around, he'd be glad ta help.

I'm afraid I will be a disappointment to you. (Knives scare her - though maybe not as much as they once did - and heights...? She is graceful, but she has never walked on anything resembling a tightrope. Bran probably would have excelled at that, though.)

And humor is...a talent, isn't it? I have watched Fools at the court before and they were very witty.

Ha, I don't get disappointed! Just more creative.

[He's dreadfully stubborn like that.]

That's right! Some people catch onta it easier than others, but anyone can learn if ya ask me.

I may tax your creativity to its extent, then. (She isn't against learning something useful. Truthfully knife throwing might serve her well, but it's...terribly improper...and she would feel awful if she spilt someone's blood.)

I'm not very funny or witty. (Her time in King's Landing has lowered her self-confidence to its lowest point.) I can stay alive. Sometimes playing dumb is best.

Only if ya don't think ya are.

[Oh, he's seen this before. Multiple times.]

Listen. I've found for most things in life, yer only what ya make of yerself. A quick wit takes time ta sharpen, jokes need ta be gathered- no one comes dancin' from their mother with both. But if ya tell yerself ya don't have either and ya don't make the effort, then ya never will.

Listen, whenever ya got the time, drop by my circus and I'll prove that ya got both in spades, more likely than not. How about that?

My parents told me I was the perfect lady. Even when I was three, they said my manners were impeccable.

(It's the best thing anyone has ever said about her.)

My sister is the adventurous one. Along with my brothers. (There's a hollow note as she speaks of them.) I can see why you are a good leader.

(He's patient and has a way of comforting others. While she thinks she will be like a fish out of water amongst the circus, she can't help but want to meet him.)

Where are you currently?

Manners, huh... [He thinks manners and he thinks careful precise hands and a watchful eye. A thoughtful hum goes in his throat before he's distracted.] Ha ha, I've been told and it never stops bein' an honor ta hear it!

As for me, I'm in Goldenrod. I'll probably be stayin' here for a long while, 'til Hallows' Eve has passed at least.

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