Jimmy Novak (
empty_vessel) wrote in
lostcarnival2016-12-19 10:18 am
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It's a dangerous business, going out your door.
WHO: Jimmy Novak and everyone.
WHAT: Orientation, changes, and wandering during breaks.
WHERE: Trailer #12 or various locations around the Carnival.
WHEN: The day after his arrival. (D33-ish.)
WARNINGS: None.
The first day on the new job was always overwhelming. So much information thrown at you that it was hard to keep track of it all. Trailer, clothes, kitchen, grounds.... It all blurred together into one giant mess of light and sound. It was better during the day, but that wasn't saying much. It was still a lot to take in.
And the new additions didn't make things any easier. The horns he could kind of live with (mostly by hiding them under a hat) but the ears were going to drive him bonkers. They twitched. Constantly. Picking up different things and giving him randomized surround sound, with a new focus point picked every three seconds or so. He was about ready to go grab a knit cap from somewhere just so the damned things would stay still. But all in all, he could deal. His face hadn't turned into a giant all-consuming maw, and he was still driving.
He was calling it a win.
Now he's showered, dressed, and stuffing the ears under a cap after all. The first day was his to get the lay of the grounds and stop by the kitchens to check in with Head Cook Babic. He starts off reminding himself to Keep an open mind. and that gets amended with And for the love of God, don't stare. shortly after seeing some of the transformations among his co-workers.
WHAT: Orientation, changes, and wandering during breaks.
WHERE: Trailer #12 or various locations around the Carnival.
WHEN: The day after his arrival. (D33-ish.)
WARNINGS: None.
The first day on the new job was always overwhelming. So much information thrown at you that it was hard to keep track of it all. Trailer, clothes, kitchen, grounds.... It all blurred together into one giant mess of light and sound. It was better during the day, but that wasn't saying much. It was still a lot to take in.
And the new additions didn't make things any easier. The horns he could kind of live with (mostly by hiding them under a hat) but the ears were going to drive him bonkers. They twitched. Constantly. Picking up different things and giving him randomized surround sound, with a new focus point picked every three seconds or so. He was about ready to go grab a knit cap from somewhere just so the damned things would stay still. But all in all, he could deal. His face hadn't turned into a giant all-consuming maw, and he was still driving.
He was calling it a win.
Now he's showered, dressed, and stuffing the ears under a cap after all. The first day was his to get the lay of the grounds and stop by the kitchens to check in with Head Cook Babic. He starts off reminding himself to Keep an open mind. and that gets amended with And for the love of God, don't stare. shortly after seeing some of the transformations among his co-workers.

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"Hello and welcome! You must be new."
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The hat twitches a little as the ears try to keep picking out everything Jimmy should be paying attention to. "Sorry. It's a lot to take in right away, y'know?"
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"And please don't be appalled.
As strange as it all may be
It is quite pleasant, you'll see!"
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"It's something, I'll give it that." He looks back over, briefly wondering who Zecora was before she got changed. "Does everyone get.... Changed? When they sign up?" Jimmy's not sure if this is even a question that he should be asking, but he woke up with horns and ears. He's asking.
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Finds its way everywhere.
Some change less, some much more
But everypony shifts, that you can't ignore."
The question was very fair, and Zecora didn't mind answering it. She had been uncomfortably surprised with that fact herself.
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"Do you know if they go away when your contract is up and you leave?" Yeah, he was probably thinking too far ahead, but going home and having to explain this to his family wasn't really an enticing thought.
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It will wipe the changes clear."
Not that she had proof, but it fit in with the other things she knew -- primarily that you went back to when you came from.
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But 7 foot with that much bulk is. Pretty big.
Something that big takes a lot of food, especially when they like to keep active and fit too, so running into him on the way to the kitchen? Pretty easy. ..Staring?
...Woefully, it is probably even easier.]
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Whud!
He looks up, and keeps going up. Randomly, it occurs to him that he might have finally found somebody bigger than Sam Winchester. "Uh. Wow. I'm, I'm sorry. Totally my fault."
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[The best part of that?] No, it is fine; I, the man Gongenzaka, am quite unharmed... [He's actually younger than Sam.
Not that he sounds it.] Mn, however, I should ask you if that is the case for yourself as well; are you alright, yourself?
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"It's good to meet you too." He smiles and offers a hand. "The name's Jimmy. Jimmy Novak."
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Gongenzaka Noboru; a pleasure as well, despite the 'run-in'..!
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In any case, he's hanging out in the kitchens when Jimmy shows up, even though he doesn't look at all the part of someone who should be working back there, dressed rather old-fashionedly as he is. He's really only back there to pocket something to eat before taking off who knows where else, although he'll pause in his pantry raid when Jimmy walks in.
When it turns out not to be the head cook, however, he'll finish grabbing an apple and shut the cupboard.
"Haven't seen you back here before," is what he says in place of any greeting.
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"Since you're looking for something to eat, the door's around the other end. If you've got special meal requests or accommodations you want filled, you can write it down and I'll see what I can do." He can't make any promises, and Babic will probably have words with him when she finds out, but if he can help, he wants to. "Now, please, get the hell out of the kitchen before Chef Babic finds out and nails both our asses to the wall, please?"
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"Oh, I doubt she'll go that far on someone so new," he says, unperturbed at the thought of the head cook doing, well, whatever. It's not that he thinks she couldn't if she really wanted to, but really. Nail their asses to a wall? He raises his eyebrows at him. "You are, aren't you? New to the carnival?"
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And after slinking back in to drop off the dishes, there's another surprise waiting for him. Somebody raiding the pantry. "If you're not going to leave, at least back up a little so somebody walking by won't casually notice?"
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If he's going to be a pain, he'll at least be a fair one. This time, anyway. Next time, Jimmy might not be so lucky.
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"Just let yourself out however you got in here." He picks up the can he was sent into the pantry to get, and heads back out.
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"If ya keep gapin' like that, the whole carnival is gonna know yer a newcomer sooner than not," Joker say with a dry grin, looking maybe just a little ragged from the running around he's been doing. The bread he's holding loosely in his one good (if gnarled and wooden) hand is his idea of a break or, trust him, he'd still be running around more.
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"It's fairly startling, and I don't know how much I can really help staring." He has to admit that. More at the wooden hand than the wings. Wings are almost commonplace, in Jimmy's rather unusual experience. Wooden hands are much more bizarre.
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Fortunately, he’s pretty easy-going, and just chuckles at the response he gets. “Well, you’ll get used ta it soon enough. Can only see so many strange things before it’s just one more set of wings or extra arms, yeah?”
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"It's just a lot to take in on your first day. New job, new roommate, new living arrangements, weird magical transformations.... I'll get the hang of it eventually. It's just the front-loading of it all that's throwing me for a loop." Jimmy smiles and shrugs a little. The sooner he gets the hang of it, the easier it'll be, really. And the Carnival has nothing on Heaven. At least everyone here has a recognizable face.
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