Heather Mason (
foolishwren) wrote2010-09-25 03:12 am
030. Action (locked to Kaito-- and his gang if he's still with them)
[It's been a few days-- almost a week, in fact, since anybody has heard from Heather. The warrant still stands and overall, there's just been total, utter silence from Heather's 'Gear. Attempts to contact her have resulted in maybe a stream of thin static at best, an outright ERROR message at worst.]
[But hey, at least that awful fog's gone, right?]
[In fact, as Friday carries on, the sky over the sprawling streets of Goldenrod City is a bright robin's-egg blue, scudded with puffy little white clouds reminiscent of albino Mareep. In the wake of the nasty wind the previous day, the weather is just downright glorious.]
[It's the sort of day it'd be a downright sin not to be outdoors, enjoying.]
[... And speaking of the sky...]
[A dark, sort of raggedy shape is gliding way up there, although the glide is broken up frequently by flapping that looks incredibly uncomfortably, and for good reason.]
[Owls weren't meant to be long-distance fliers.]

[Wings occasionally pinwheeling, the newly-evolved Noctowl went soaring downwards to the unfamiliar city, trailing a battered and filthy Trainer's pack behind her awkwardly. It couldn't have been too heavy a load if she was flying with it at all, but they weren't meant to be heavy-lifters, either.]
[Claudy wasn't sure just what had happened back there on that foggy day in Violet City-- but what she HAD known was that it was very, very wrong, and after a fairly harrowing escape, she had successfully gotten herself and Heather's team clear of Violet, the ghost Pokemon, and that accursed mist. That had been about three or four days ago.]
[Now? Civilization had appeared on the horizon for the first time since she'd taken off, and it was time to look for a familiar face... any familiar face... Her wings, tatty and ruffled from flight and battle alike, couldn't carry her much further.]
[It was a big scary world out there for an owl who had outgrown her bag.]
[ooc: Locked to Kaito, but anyone is free to say they noticed a big ol' Noctowl carrying a bag around.]
[But hey, at least that awful fog's gone, right?]
[In fact, as Friday carries on, the sky over the sprawling streets of Goldenrod City is a bright robin's-egg blue, scudded with puffy little white clouds reminiscent of albino Mareep. In the wake of the nasty wind the previous day, the weather is just downright glorious.]
[It's the sort of day it'd be a downright sin not to be outdoors, enjoying.]
[... And speaking of the sky...]
[A dark, sort of raggedy shape is gliding way up there, although the glide is broken up frequently by flapping that looks incredibly uncomfortably, and for good reason.]
[Owls weren't meant to be long-distance fliers.]

[Wings occasionally pinwheeling, the newly-evolved Noctowl went soaring downwards to the unfamiliar city, trailing a battered and filthy Trainer's pack behind her awkwardly. It couldn't have been too heavy a load if she was flying with it at all, but they weren't meant to be heavy-lifters, either.]
[Claudy wasn't sure just what had happened back there on that foggy day in Violet City-- but what she HAD known was that it was very, very wrong, and after a fairly harrowing escape, she had successfully gotten herself and Heather's team clear of Violet, the ghost Pokemon, and that accursed mist. That had been about three or four days ago.]
[Now? Civilization had appeared on the horizon for the first time since she'd taken off, and it was time to look for a familiar face... any familiar face... Her wings, tatty and ruffled from flight and battle alike, couldn't carry her much further.]
[It was a big scary world out there for an owl who had outgrown her bag.]
[ooc: Locked to Kaito, but anyone is free to say they noticed a big ol' Noctowl carrying a bag around.]

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Don't worry, I'll let them rest.
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Stage two takes place outside... now that the Noctowl is healed, Kaito doesn't feel guilty asking her about her trainer]
D'you know where Heather is?
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[Unfortunately, when Kaito asks his question, he gets a similar-looking response. This one with a sort of apologetic twinge to it, as well as some how whuffling noises.]
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Kaito grumps and lifts his free hand to swat at Biz. At his heels, his Eevee lets out a confused 'vee' at the commotion]
C'mon you two, my shoulder isn't a battlefield! [And at Claudy's confused response, Kaito just... sighs]
Do you remember when you last saw her?
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[In fact, when Kaito asks the second question, she actually sort of shuffles around and stiffly edges back down his arm onto the nearest flat surface. Once there, she started.... kind of bobbling around in a somewhat meaningful manner. Or it would have been meaningful if Kaito was an owl.]
[It was frustrating to be able to understand humans but not speak their language. <8I]
[ARE MY ABSTRACT DANCE MOVES CONVEYING THAT HEATHER WAS GOING KIND OF CRAZY YET.]
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Nevertheless, when Claudy climbs off his shoulder, Kaito squats down in front of her, brows furrowed in intense concentration as he tries to make heads or tails of her movements. Biz leans forward on his head and does the same, his little paws curled around Kaito's wild locks.
Eeveen just kind of tilts his head and stares.
AND FINALLY, after a few moments of... not quite understanding, Kaito lets out a frustrated sigh and shakes his head]
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[... Then a sort of idea occurred to her, and suddenly she hunkered down, the feathers on her back bristling like hackles and her red eyes growing wide and staring in a completely different direction than at Kaito-- as though she was seeing something that wasn't there. Her beak opened as wide as it could and she let out a hideous, death-rattly hiss that held undercurrents of something that threatened to become a shriek.]
[YOU GUYS. YOU GUYS THIS IS HOW SCARY HEATHER WAS THE LAST TIME I SAW HER. THIS IS BASICALLY WHAT SHE WAS DOING. DO YOU GET IT Y/N?]
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Taking into consideration the fog, the ghost Pokemon, the nightmares, the hallucinations, and the bits and pieces of what he saw Heather going through over the network... Kaito can kind of guess what Claudy is trying to say]
She had hallucinations too, didn't she. [it's more of a statement than a question; he already knows the answer]
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[Hallucinations had been on the menu for everyone, it seemed, but whatever Heather had seen had apparently had the side effect of making her disappear. ... Or maybe that had just been because she'd deliberately stayed solo in Violet without a group of people to keep her grounded.]
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She ran off after the fog disappeared, didn't she?
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[There was a hesitation to the question, but it was soon followed by more excited bobbing. Because she didn't quite know how to say that Heather had run for the hills while the fog was still making her see things...]
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She has to have her gear with her, right? It's not in her bag.
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Thanks... guess that's all the information we're getting, huh?
[He frowns and looks thoughtful for a moment]
You mind sticking with me until Heather shows up again?
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[If Claudy had known more, she'd certainly have tried to convey it... but those had been a scary few days even for the perfectly-clearminded-and-not-hallucinating Pokemon-- with all those ghosts around, and people going nuts in the streets...]
[In reply, she made her way over to his arm again and started to climb up it once more. If she couldn't fit in the bag anymore, a nice friendly shoulder would just have to do.]
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I guess I'd better tell Kay and Johan we'll be having company during our stay in Goldenrod.
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Big owl was big, after all]
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[In truth, the Pokemon out of Heather's motley crew he should be most worried about would probably be the Furret, should he eventually
make the mistake ofletting her out of her Pokeball. All your snacks are belong to Arty. Forever.][action]
He claimed those snacks.
On the day he was born.]
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