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[foolishwren]

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"Yo, it's Heather. I'm probably asleep or Godzilla ate my 'Gear or something so I can't answer you right now. But feel free to leave a message or something. I'll probably get back to you. ... Probably. Peace out."

BEEEEEEEEEEEEP.
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[getthehorns]

hey it's cliffjumper

can you call me when you get a chance?

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[... A text from CLIFF?]

[... Huh.]

[Well, as he requested, Heather calls him up later in the evening.]</sub>

Hey, Cliff.

Got your message.

What's up?

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[getthehorns]

Hey Heather.

[ There's a bit of a pause- he's not really sure how to ask this. ]

You and Ironhide are pretty close, right?

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[foolishwren]

Uh... yeah.

We're close.

_{[She doesn't have to ponder that much before answering-- as shaky as she's gotten with a few of her other friends lately, one thing she's never really had to doubt is her friendship with Ironhide.]}

... Let me guess... is this about that whole thing where you went on a date and he got all mad about it?

[getthehorns]

Yeah, I--- wait. Wait. How did you know about that?

[foolishwren]

I bothered him till he told me what he was being pissy about. Not that it told me that much.

What actually happened?

[getthehorns]

Ergh. I think it all happened a while ago when we first got to Olivine. That was when it was raining real bad- and, well, Rikku's afraid of thunder and stuff. She freaked out and I panicked and went after her. Just kind of... ran off without an explanation.

The thing is, I tried to apologize- it was stupid, and Ironhide's my friend. I shouldn't have ditched him, I get it- but he wouldn't... really talk to me. For a while there, I thought we were okay, but apparently it just got worse, and nothing I've tried works.

Now he's left- moved on to the next town. Without me.

I was hoping you could maybe talk to him, but if you've already tried...

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Yeah, she'd FIGURED Cliff'd had, you know, SOME sort of reason for leaving, although in all honesty she thinks it doesn't even matter if he had a reason or NOT. Being the somewhat delinquent kid that she is (even if she cleaned up her act a lot since she was younger, you still can never QUITE take the jungle out of the tiger, so to speak), she goes off by herself constantly, sometimes for as little reason as 'I wanted some space'.]

[So Ironhide's anger seems as unreasonable to her as her own father's always had, back when she was in high school and desperately wanting to carve out some independence.]


[That next part, though, THAT comes as a shock.]</sub>

... He left? Are you serious?

_{[Wow. She hadn't realized it was... you know. That bad.]}

I didn't know he was gonna do THAT when we talked.

[getthehorns]

I asked if we could stay the winter in Olivine. He said he had no reason to stay, so he left.

[ A sigh. He suddenly sounds... tired. ] I'm at my wit's end, Heather. I don't know what to do.

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Poor guy... if she were there in person, she'd pat him on the shoulder or something.]

[Instead, she huffs out a sympathetic sigh.]</sub>

That old man can be such a baby sometimes...

Look, he's comin' to see me at some point soon... I'll try and talk to him then or something. He can't stay mad forever.

[getthehorns]

Thanks Heather. I owe you one.

[foolishwren]

... Nah, you're good.

S'what friends do.

... 'Sides, if anyone can knock some sense into that grumpy old coot, it's me, right?

_{[... She says this like she's capable of knocking ANYTHING into him.]}