dontpokethat: this is what he does for fun (aw yis plants in bottles)
Ginko ([personal profile] dontpokethat) wrote in [community profile] lostcarnival2016-10-22 09:31 pm

[OPEN]

Who: Ginko and ANYONE
Where: Wherever animals are kept
When: Variable? Let’s say anytime in the week after Orientation (10/16-10/23)
What: Ginko tries to do his job, with “tries” being the operative word
Warnings: weird animals? Potentially bitey weird animals? To be added as necessary

A carnival can’t be fully experienced with just one sense. Just looking or listening isn’t enough; taking it all in requires much more than that. Of course, while smelling one’s surroundings might bring its own benefits in other parts of the carnival… well. Not so much here, unless you really like the smell of wet fur, animal waste, and lots of hay.

The menagerie is unlike any zoo that could be found in most worlds, if only for the sheer variety of animals kept there. The Ringmaster likes to pick up specimens from different worlds, the more unusual the better, and the end result is… well, not necessarily chaotic. But it’s definitely highly varied, and pretty strange.

Most hours of the day, anyone who happens to wander into the area, by accident or intentionally, is likely to run across Ginko at some point. He’s always been inclined to take his work seriously, and that certainly hasn’t changed since he started working here. The fact that he’s the only veteran keeper left after the recent mass exit doesn’t really help matters, either, and the end result is that he spends even more of his time in the menagerie than could be accounted for just by regular shifts.

Depending on when one comes by, he may just be mucking out the stalls - but a lucky visitor (or one who has the schedule memorized) may come by for feeding time, or in time to watch the process of grooming or exercising those animals that need it.

Closed to Bonnie

Ginko has to admit, after several weeks of trying to keep up with all these animals on his own, he's pretty glad to be getting help again... though he'd be happier about it if it weren't from a young child who clearly doesn't want to be here.

Unfortunately, there isn't a lot he can do about that but to try and make sure this is as good an experience for her as it can be - which means making sure she's as prepared as possible for the work ahead.

It's fairly early when it comes time for Bonnie's first work day, but not ridiculously so. Ginko's already fed those animals that need to eat early, and he's waiting at the edge of the menagerie when she arrives, cigarette in hand and elbows resting on the fence. He raises his free hand when she gets close, giving a small smile. "Hey. You ready to meet these guys?"

((OOC: Closed prompts might be added later! For open stuff, feel free to take a look at this (in-progress) spreadsheet to get an idea of what all animals there are! If you want to assume something is there but aren't sure you should, just message me.))
atouts: (003; l'impératrice)

[personal profile] atouts 2016-10-31 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
He won't, honest. He'll still be waiting where Ginko left him holding his arm out and away from himself to avoid any further blood getting on his own clothing. He'll only move again once the cloth is being handed over and that's to take it, to immediately wrap it tight around his forearm.

That should do for now.

"Thank you," he says as he secures the washcloth. It's a very makeshift bandage, but, as Ginko said, only until he can get to medical. "I suppose that my cue to get out of your hair, isn't it?"
atouts: (013; l'arcane sans nom)

[personal profile] atouts 2016-11-06 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"That it will," Childermass admits, although he'd have been off soon enough regardless. It's not as though he actually enjoys having a bitten, bleeding arm, even if it isn't too serious. "But I will be back for that, another time."

To which he nods towards the toothy book in question. Just to be clear, he really does mean to come back and read the damnable thing, but until then! He'll excuse himself, leaving Ginko to get back to his peace and quiet and shoveling out of stalls.