.No Good Deed Goes Unpunished. [Open]

[charlotte]

Charlotte::

"Ridiculous," She spat, as she meandered down the dock, shoulder-length medium-brown hair blowing slightly in the breeze the keepers had been kind enough to grant them this one particularly horrible day. "They blatantly ignored my research!" She hissed at herself. Dr. Charlotte Greyson had spent almost a year, researching her condition-- The condition of everyone here in the menagerie. They were no less people than anyone else, and now she had proven it. Where had her road of good intentions landed her? In this foul, glass enclosure.

Had it been worth it? Perhaps. It was a great weight lifted to know that she, herself, wasn't some sort of rabid beast. Then again, now she was here, never again to research the problems of the world, or use her quite intelligent mind for anything but her own survival. The only thing that made that depressing thought a bit easier was her new outlook on life : No good deed goes unpunished.

She had witnessed it herself, after all. Charlotte had sacrificed a whole year of her life to set free the people trapped in The Menagerie, only to become part of the exhibit her self. "It's not worth the trouble," She sighed to herself, light blue-green eyes simply looking out over the waterfront. What would she do now? She had no friends, family...Even if she had, there would be no one to try and get her out of this place. They couldn't, not even if they tried with all of their might. No, this was her fate now. She scorned at it, huffing under her breath.

Her new life had brought her here, to the Carna, where she now held the rank of Omega. Sure, it was lowly, but she wasn't much looking for a promotion. The ring life fascinated her, and she simply enjoyed watching the members go about their day. Having trained a bit in psychology, she was certain some of them needed serious mental help, but Charlotte wouldn't be the one to help them. Nope, no more going out of her way for other people. She would just deal with them, keeping out of their way in case they decided to go on some crazed rampage.

[rainy]

deadly.teddy.bear

As it was common, Bruin was, once again painting the docks. There wasn't much else available for recreation, save for perhaps hunting, which Bruin wasn't in the least interested in anyway. This attitude was often questioned, despite his high position, he never really acted the way he was expected to. Nevertheless, Bruin continued to live his somewhat less than peaceful life the way he chose, never regretting his decision to join the Carna, as savage as they were. Which is why he was paining again. He often found it the best way to escape the worried and rages of his Ring. Though right now, the slightly unwanted weather was not helping. True the breeze was refreshing, yet chilling, but the accompanied drizzle was not at all helpful. Truth be told, it had been ruining Bruin's paintings most of the day, and he was starting to feel fed up.

Bruin had just finished packing up his paints, tucking them snugly under his arm when he heard the approaching footsteps and mutterings of another person. Bruin was a little surprised to see someone out here. Mostly because these docks were often deserted due to the obvious dangers of broken planks and dirty, germ filled water, but also today because of the bad weather. As the newcomer approached, Bruin recognized her as a Carna, but found he didn't know her name. "Nothing is worth the trouble with that attitude" He said serenely as she came within earshot. "I find the best way to make things worth my while, is to imagine my reward" He chuckled. How many times had this philosophy come in handy? Bruin had lost count.

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comments: sorry this isn't posted with bruin, my aliases have been wiped *punches the internet* i'll fix it now

[charlotte]

Charlotte::

Charlotte was a bit shocked as Bruin answered her ramblings, since she hadn't expected to see anyone out here, either. In fact, she had picked this place for that very reason- so she could be alone with her thoughts. Still, it was nice to see another person, and she gave a small smile. "Oh, hello," She answered, cautiously making her way forward. Most of the Carna members she had met, weren't good people to simply run up to. As big as he was though, Charlotte didn't feel an intimidating air from him, and approached anyways.

"You startled me," She added, laughing a bit nervously. "I was just rambling to myself, really. I wouldn't take it too seriously," Charlotte added with a shrug, not wanting to seem too angsty. Besides, when he put it that eloquently, she really did feel silly for being so down. So, she managed to hold on to the weak smile on her face, brushing all previous thoughts of the Keepers and their injustices out of her mind.

"My name is Dr. Charlotte Greyson," She introduced rather professionally, so used to having to use her title. Charlotte's smile faltered for a moment, as she realized that it wouldn't matter much in the Menagerie, and that her title was almost useless now. Still, she held out a slender hand to the rather large man, just hoping she hadn't made a terrible error in judgment.

[bruin]

deadly.teddy.bear

Bruin took Charlotte's hand in his and shook it "Yes, I ah...know who you are" Bruin said, somewhat sheepishly. It was curious, he knew all the members of the Carna by name, but not all personally. To be honest though, he did not particularly want to know all of them. Most of the Carna had quite different interests to him "I'm Bruin, the Carna's Beta" He smiled at Charlotte. "It's nice to finally talk to you. I generally put of conversation with my Ring due to their, eh, more rash nature." Bruin often found it odd that he had ended up with such a high position, despite is personality being so different to the rest of his Ring. "But I suppose it's nice to finally find someone who isn't solely interested in spilling blood"

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comments: this is rubbish and i appologize

[bruin]

[[OoC: GOD SORRY THAT TOOK SO LONG]]

[charlotte]

Charlotte :: [/font] [/size]

Charlotte let out an audible sigh of relief, as she realized that she had been right about Bruin. He seemed to be one of the more civilized subjects here, and she was certainly glad she had found him, instead of some delusional psychopath. “Oh, yes. Some of the ones I’ve come across are...quite disturbed,” The doctor answered, a smile finding it’s way across her face for the first time since she had arrived here. “So, you’re the Beta, are you? It seems odd, considering the disposition of most of the Carna members,” She added, inquisitive blue-green eyes seeming to assess Bruin as she looked at him. “Well, I suppose they need someone with their head on straight to help keep things together, hm?” She questioned jokingly.

The good doctor’s gaze soon turned to glance out over her glorious new prison. “It might even be beautiful, here by the docks, it we weren’t caged like animals,” She found herself mumbling, before her curiosity shifted back to the large, seemingly-gentle man once more. “What exactly were you painting?” Charlotte asked, intrigued that there was someone here who actually created things, instead of destroyed them. All she had grown used to seeing in this place was violence, blood, and death. There may have been calm periods in between, but she came to realize that there would always be fighting, as long as all of these different, sometimes deranged, people were all trapped in this giant enclosure.

Naturally then, it was refreshing to meet someone like Bruin, and Charlotte already felt her spirits begin to lift. It was funny really, how just a simple encounter could change even the gloomiest, rainiest of days.

Ooc:// S'okay. XD I thought you'd forgotten, and I was gettin' ready to get rid of Charlotte. xp