[CLOSED] Closing Festival

”His beauty pales in comparison to your own, My Lady.” he leaned over to Kaname, ”Sorry buddy.” Kaname huffed. He chuckled and focused back on Eira.

”I am Tsubame Feng. I tend to keep to myself. But people told me you’d be here and to make a name for myself.” Perhaps his honestly wouldn’t play in his favor, but he gave it a shot. Maybe he could crawl out of the pits of Eirlys society and would be able to show his queen what he could do for her and all of the people stuck where he was.

Tsubame needed not to see her blush. The almost unnoticeable stutter in the beginning of her sentence told him so. She seemed almost as shy as he was.

"There is no need to be so formal with me, Tsubame. I may be the queen, but, as you can see, it is not of much."

”My Lady, you are the queen over me, and I believe I’m worth something even if it’s not much. as you do so claim.” He bowed with no malice behind his words. He had a healthy respect for authority.

”As for my job, Kaname and I just find work around here which, is almost as sparse as food is. Your lovely stage actually, has some of Kaname’s own ice built into it.” Kaname straightened himself up in pride.

”In fact My Lady, I am a, well I used to be back in Sinnoh, a professional coordinator.” He had brought with him his box of ribbons. ”If I had the money I would sign up for one of your contests… but… I am not so lucky.” his tone and his eyes were dim when he looked down in shame.

”My Lady, that’s just it. The time a contest takes, the training, the preparations, everything. It takes time away from a job that guarantees I get paid.” he sighed.

Eira offered him a job with her. Tsubame’s heart rose to his throat. It was rare for him to break his cool. He looked away from her.

”What kind of jobs, M’Lady? If I remember you saying, there’s not much here.” His heart wedged itself even further into his throat. Kaname gave him a look that said you fool. I know you were hurt by that, but to repeat it will offend her. Tsubame clinched his fist in agreement.

”So I am to be a supervisor?” A good prospect, but he was skeptical. Eira looked upon him like he needed help, like he was a little lost puppy. He had been told to expect that expression, and most of her native Eirlys people probably needed it, but he could get by. He always did. When Eira asked him about his skill with pokemon he was taken aback.

”I suppose I’m as good as any person at calming pokemon, are you asking if I can subdue them?” His eyes flicked to Kaname. I wonder what she’s implying. I will keep my mouth shut until she explains.

Zandrophin took an opportunity to take a step back and do one of the things he did best: observe. With Mentus back on his shoulders, Zandrophin slipped away from the crowd and, not without a bit of physical skill, got onto the roof of one of the huts. He sat and just looked out onto the square, musing over everything that had happened.

Look at them all, old friend...many are happy, content, and even ignorant of the rest of the world right now. Then there are the few who don't let the festivities distract them.

He did a mental roll call at this point...Akane and Marcus were going to dance.

This oughta be good...

Maya was drinking hot chocolate, observing the dancing. Nicole was wandering around...trying to avoid people. Z was playing the carnival games.

At last he came to Eira, who was talking with...someone.

Who is that, Mentus?...I have not seen him before.

Sir, I believe he is one of the citizens of this area. He looks too much like the other locals not to be.

We must keep an eye on him...new players to this game are always interesting.

Zandrophin remained on the roof, silently studying.

”M’Lady, I have no trouble handling pokemon, tame or otherwise. Now beautiful women such as yourself, I have a hard time taming, but with Kaname by my side, pokemon are not an issue.”

He bowed to her. He accepted her offer, and now could maybe start going places and doing what he truly loved; contests.

”Lady Eira, I accept your proposal. I will do almost anything you ask of me, if I can even catch a glimpse of my former glory.” Kaname looked hopeful, because he too greatly enjoyed contests.

Tsubame’s heart lit up. She-she’s serious? But she didn’t actually tell me to do anything. What am I supposed to do now? Eira’s smile was kind, but Tsubame wasn’t sure what to think. he bowed to her with a simple ”My Lady.” before he wandered away. His expression was akin to confusion and pure befuddlement. How could he be comfortable with not knowing what she wanted? He looked over to Kaname.

”I hope she keeps her word buddy. Otherwise looks like it’s back to stock duty for us…”

Sneasel looked at his claws. Last time he had picked up a crate, he accidentally slit it open, spilling all of the contents of fish guts and blubber nuggets. Kaname shook his head.

”It’s okay buddy. Looks like we need to win her heart’s favor.” He ruffled Kaname’s head’s fur.