Primrose Adler Jan 24, 2020 10:58:54 GMT
Post by Primrose Adler on Jan 24, 2020 10:58:54 GMT
April 27th, 1997
Lumoise City, Kalos
Small Apartment, Plum City.
Tell us a little about yourself. How would you describe yourself?
Fidgeting slightly in her seat, the girl seems to find that a terribly blase question to have been asked; and besides that, one she didn't know how to answer. Tugging upon the locks that frame her cheeks, she mumbles at first, prompting the interviewer to request she answer again.
"My mother always tried to prepare me for this sort of question, and yet..."
The awkwardness continues for several moments longer, begging the question of... would she ever answer at all? Just before the interviewer seems keen to get the answer through the rest of the conversation, she says, "Well, I think I'm friendly. I like... photography, and... little Pokémon paws." A key chain at her waist rattles, and she lifts a faux 'lucky paw' in the shape of a Vulpix's paw.
Why are you interested in the class you've chosen?
"Because I've... always liked Pokemon. I mean, who doesn't, right? I think you'd have to be crazy not to, they're so useful, and interesting, and..." Primrose laughs almost awkwardly, "Well, I used to look after my parent's Pokémon when they were away on trips... they were two Furfrou and a Growlithe. Really, really sweet ones, if I'm honest."
Resting her hand upon her cheek, she sighs and continues, her free hand fidgeting with the key chain at her side. The fake paw seems to have squishy toe-beans, which she pushes on her with thumb in what can only be an attempt at calming herself. "Anyway, I didn't ever really have much else to do except take care of them, because they were always gone. I rescued a Fletchling once! You know, living in Lumiose, they're all over the place - people don't usually look... you know, they don't give the little guys a second glance. But it was hurt... I loved that a lot. Especially when I released it."
Briefly, it's questioned why she didn't keep it, to which she answers, "Sometimes the best thing you can do for a Pokémon is to put it back where it came from. Not all of them are meant to be pets, you know?"
"Anyway. I want to be a Breeder because looking after Pokémon feels like something right for me. I've always gotten on better with them than with... a-actual people," Prim laughs nervously again, shaking her head, "I think it's just what I should do. Some people don't know what they want to do - and I didn't for a long time, but... this is good for me. I want to do this."
Why are you interested in training in Arciel? Why not another region?
"Because it's far from Kalos." An easy answer, that required much less thought on her part than the others, it seemed.
"... And honestly, I wanted a fresh scene. I could've started up a daycare, or something like that back in Lumiose, but..." Leaning in, Primrose smiles a little uncertainly, as if questioning the interviewer whether or not she made the right answer. "Have you ever felt trapped? I think I would've been trapped, if I stayed there. It's a beautiful city, full of beautiful people, but I wasn't one of them."
What do you consider your best attributes? They can be physical, mental, social, or anything else.
Lacing her fingers together, Primrose forms her lips into a fine line as she thinks and lets her gaze travel elsewhere as her ears seem to turn pink. This was just as bad as that first question, honestly.
Resting her hands over one of her knees, sat cross-legged in that chair that was all at once comfortable and far too uncomfortable, it takes the young woman a moment before she answers, and slowly at that. "I'm smart, I guess. I mean, I went to a really good school and all. My parents put me through private schooling, made sure I knew everything I could... I've got a lot of knowledge rattling around in my mind. I think... I think that might be it."
It seems it isn't, because she chirps up a few moments later to suggest, "And I guess, maybe, I'm pretty good with Pokémon. People, they can be really hard to read. I never spent much time with them, growing up, so I don't... know how to interact with them." A moment is taken so she can swallow, and shift awkwardly in her seat. "But Pokémon? They've got... you know, easy tells. They let you know what they want, always. They don't make it difficult, or pretend. They're so open. I like that about them."
What do you consider your worst attributes? Be honest, now!
Wrinkling her nose, Prim seems like she could go off on a tirade, almost. But she doesn't, even if her hand moves off of her knee to scratch uncomfortably at her wrist. "Well, I don't super like talking about myself, for one."
The interviewer needs to clear their throat and request her to continue, gently, for her to continue speaking.
"... Sorry, uhm... I don't have a lot of experience with people. And I'm not so good at battling. I don't think I'd make a particularly good trainer, if I'm honest. And... I don't pay enough attention to things, maybe? I used to get teased a lot for it. Great, uhm... great marks on tests, but... anything else? It was probably lost on me." Shaking her head, she smiles weakly, "I'm sorry, I'm not very good at answering these questions am I? Is this going to impact my license?"
Prim looks nervous then.
What was your childhood like? How was school?
It's a simple response, tended to by a knit to her brow, marring her otherwise pretty face.
"I never had lots of friends, uhm... I come from a real rich family, you know?" Adler Co. was known as a parent company of a decently sized conglomerate based out of Lumoise - they had their fingers in quite a few pies, so to speak. "The people that did wanna be my friends, they just wanted me to buy them things. And the people that didn't care that I had money, they... well, they just didn't like me, for some reason." Pursing her lips, she seems rather downtrodden.
"My parents didn't really raise me, my nanny did. His name's Kenneth, I like him a lot! He taught me everything I know about looking after Pokémon, and... a little bit after myself." Prim laughs then, tapping her fingertips together as she relaxes. "He's not my real dad, or anything, but I get him gifts on Father's day, which he never really likes, but I think he secretly does? I mean, he doesn't tell me to stop... he just gets huffy."
Shaking her head, she says, "Apart from him, I only had the Pokémon. I took to going on walks, and taking photographs. Reading books, studying for tests... anything I could do to... uh, fill the void I guess."
Primrose's expression remains content, though there was a rueful edge to it.
How is your relationship with your family?
Her face drops here, however.
"I don't talk to them. They never had time for me, ever. Always gone, always in... another city, or region. Mom would call me from hotels, asking me about my grades and nothing else. I... they weren't very good." Shaking her head again, she follows up with, "I'm sure they're not bad people. But they weren't good parents.
Isn't that kinda funny? I don't even know them well enough to say they're good people for sure."
Scratching the back of her head, under her little pink headband, she murmurs, "I wanted to get away from them, from all their fame. I want to be my own person. I want to be Primrose, not just an Adler."
What do you like to do for fun?
"Photography! I love taking photos!" Rummaging through the satchel at her side, Prim seems to take a drastic turn from her previous mood and instead wears a grin as she opens up a glitter-covered scrapbook over her lap, showing off a myriad of photos she's taken over the years.
"If there was one good thing about being, you know, from my family... it's that you get really nice things, sometimes. And one year, Kenneth got them to buy me this really fancy camera, and I just spent... forever and a day taking pictures, you know? Of anything I saw."
There are simple scenes, and pictures of Pokémon. Many of what are likely the family Furfrous she spoke of earlier, the Growlithe - and an entire section dedicated to the Fletchling she mentioned. Even beyond that, wild Pokémon, people going about their day, and artsy attempts at new angles and lenses.
They're not that bad, all things considered.
"I know I said I wanna be a Pokémon Breeder, and I do! But photography... wouldn't be so bad, either."
What are your feelings on romance?
Tapping her feet, she says, "Well, I've never experienced it before, really. I had a crush on a boy, back in school, but I could never work up the courage to tell him..."
Time passes, as she tries to word something, to piece it all together. "I think it's something nice to think about. And, if the books I've read are any indication, it'll come when it does? I dunno. I'm... I think I'd rather focus on other things, I don't think I'm much of a catch."
What are your goals for the future? Short-term and long-term.
"... Goals. My mom always told me I needed goals. But I don't think I was ever really in a place I felt comfortable having them." A few moments pass, and she takes to her little Vulpix charm for a semblance of peace.
"I think," she starts, "I think that short-term? I'd like to settle myself here, and get started on Breeding, or maybe... making friends. Knowing people, for real. Out here, I'm not just an Adler - I'm me. I'm somebody. But long-term...?
Long-term, I want to open a daycare. I think I'd like that. Looking after Pokémon for a job, making sure they've got all the love and affection they need. N-Not that Trainers don't give enough, but... making sure they're happy and comfortable, and that they do get what they need, when their Trainers can't be there for whatever reason."
If you could be a Pokemon, what species or typing would you choose and why?
"Eevee. Not... not just because they're cute, because they are, but, uhm. Ah, that... infinite potential. They've got so much they can be, maybe more than we even know! There could be evolutions we've never seen, just out there... being who they want. No preconceived notions of what they are, what they should be - just their best selves."
She smiles. "I like them. I think they're my favorites."
What do Pokemon mean to you?
A few moments pass, and she looks terribly thoughtful.
"Pokémon mean... family. Maybe that's cheesy coming from me, after everything I told you about my family and all... but I think it's true! I mean, they come to us, and they stick with us so we can help them be stronger, and we work with each other to be the best people we can be..."
Leaning back in her chair, wearing possibly the most content look she had the entire interview, she says, "Isn't that what family should be, anyway?"
Anything else you'd like to tell us about before you go?
"... No, I think I'm okay. But, uhm... thank you for listening to me ramble, and sorry that some answers were way better than others." Slowly, she gets up and dusts off her skirt, offering the interviewer a well-practiced curtsy.
"I look forward to hearing back from you. Thank you for the interview."
5'1" / 154cm
A woman of soft curves and softer hair, Primrose has the appearance of the woman of luxury she grew up as; even if her personality does not match, she clearly has never skimped on personal appearance. Her skin is clear and unmarred, with no scars or freckles, smooth and the softest of pinks. She takes great care in how she looks, though she doesn't wear much makeup beyond lip gloss, or concealer when she's got unwanted blemishes. Prim dresses in soft colors that compliment her features; usually pastels. She likes warm, cozy clothing, and often wears as much.
An exuding, soft swirling of pink and white, with small flecks of black only just barely seen amidst the bright colors. It glows like a candle in a window, warm and almost tangible.
Skills, Abilities, & Notoriety
0 - Neutral
Primrose, upon leaving her home in Lumoise City, has become financially independent from her parents in an effort to become her own person, no longer in the shadow of her parents who never looked after her the way she wanted. Somehow, this still makes her sad.
She's very easily confused by people, unsure of how to react in some social situations, often letting herself get swept up in the moment. It caused her a lot of grief in school. Despite this, she likes to think the better of people, especially those who are Trainers or work with Pokémon.
On occasion, she contemplates having adventures of her own with Pokémon, but usually talks herself out of it for fear she won't be good enough, or she won't get anywhere. She often opts for safer routes when going places, or generally, doing anything.