foolishwren | 032. Video

_{[Beep beep! What's that, Lassie? An incoming message?! Oh, looks like it's coming from one Hal 'Otacon' Emmerich's PokeGear! How lovely. What does the nerd have to say toda-- .... HEY, THAT'S NOT OTACON!]

[The screen blips into life on a face that's bruised, scraped, and... freckled?]

[Once its owner is sure the thing is on, she withdraws-- making herself a little easier to identify. Sheepish smile and all.]

[Behind her appears to be a standard little camp set up in the woods-- nothing... really fancy. But she's not the only one there-- somewhere behind her, there's.... some shirtless guy wandering around and his indistinct bitching about something or other can be heard.]

[The mat-furred, sleepy Growlithe in her lap just looks content to be there, although it's obvious he's had it as rough as his owner.]}

So. Uh.

_{[Her voice is a painful-sounding croak-- hardly more than a shadow of what it is normally.]}

Apparently I'm a wanted criminal.

... Anyone know what I did? ... Was it awesome?

I love that mugshot. It's so majestic.

_{[Yeah, she's making light of it, but her heart's not... really into it. Though it's sort of hard to tell the difference between that and the plain old exhaustion that's obviously leaking into her every movement and word.]

[... Meanwhile, in the background, Liquid has noticed that the camera's on and has started flexing his manly man-muscles at it in true Photobomb fashion. Heather doesn't notice yet.]}

Uh... anyway... I'm not... sure how long I was gone, and my 'Gear is uh... pretty thoroughly broken-- Hal's off in town getting stuff to repair it with, so... if anyone... like, tried to contact me, m'sorry, I probably didn't get it...

I uh... really hope everyone's all right.

_{[She probably doesn't need to clarify that she's talking about that fog. Now that she knows what had happened wasn't real, and that others had experienced their OWN nightmares... well, let's just say she's really hoping she didn't knock anyone's skull in. ... And the question "DID I knock anyone's skull in?" is implied at the end of her statement.]}

......

_{[And around that time, her Heather Senses pick up on Liquid's trolling behind her, so she reaches out to turn the camera off while looking over her shoulder.]}

Liquid, get the fuck out.

_{[End feed.]}

[Locked to Kaito and Rise]

[Another video feed, a little later than the first one, but not by too long. Otacon apparently was able to fix the 'Gear enough that Heather could receive those two messages that had been waiting a good week and a half to be received by this point.]

[And... judging by her hardly-disguised guilty expression, she's more than feeling the weight of guilt for worrying her friends. Especially since she saw Rise just the previous day and hadn't... even known how ... candid a message she'd left days before.]

[After a couple seconds, she breaks into a sheepish, crooked grin.]

Uh... hey, guys...

... I got your messages...

[Locked to Harry, James, and Mary]

_{[This one's in text, because she knows good and well that James at the very least will be freaking out over how she looked in that video feed, and she's not sure she can take his quiet concerned expressions.]

[But she can't avoid sending this-- if she saw Silent Hill in that fog, then she's... pretty sure that they'd have seen something similar. ... Well, she's not sure about Mary, actually, but given the connection... better safe than sorry.]}

are you guys alright

(typing is hard, sorry for no caps)_

-heather

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Your dad sounds like a good guy. [there's sincerity in his voice, too. He does sound like a good guy... and if he hadn't taken Heather in and raised her, she wouldn't even be here right now]

Yeah... he is. _[Was.]

_{[She pauses for a moment.... then chuffs out an oddly-nervous laugh and spreads her arms.]}

So uh... now's your chance to tell me I'm nuts, if you want.

[he shakes his head and offers her a sheepish grin]

You didn't tell me I was nuts, and I'm the one looking for a jewel from a legend that might not even exist. [he laughs, but... it's dry] I'd be a hypocrite if I said that to you.

_{[The smile grows.]}

Well, we can both be kooks together, then.

... So, Kaitou Kid, huh? Do I get to be obnoxious and call you things like 'kiddo' now?

[he laughs, his smile growing too. It felt like they were wandering back into familiar territory]

Only if you follow that with the proper honorific. Preferably a '-sama.' [s-since Kid is actually pronounced 'kiddo' in Japanese]

_{[There was definitely that familiar glimmer on the horizon! The glimmer of non-tragic-discussion! Oh, isn't it beautiful!]

[And of course, Heather doesn't know that because she's an IGNORANT AMERICAN UGH, so she just thinks it's the kind of obnoxious things that strangers call you when they think you are adorable and have no valid opinions.]}

Will do!

Maybe.

... Sometimes.

[THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL]

You also have to promise to come to one of my heists.

When I heist.

Er... whenever that is. [he will heist... someday. He just doesn't know when]

_{[J-JUST PRAY THAT IT'S NOT A TRAIN.]}

A heist?

_{[DERP. At first her expression is blank. Then she blinks, brow popping up. ... And then grins crookedly.]}

Dude, for real?

[... THAT WOULD REALLY SUCK]

'M a magician and a performer, Heather. Being a thief too doesn't take that away.

_{[THAT IS WHY YOU DON'T PLAY ON THE TRAIN TRACKS IN SILENT HILL. IT IS NOT CONDUCIVE TO GOOD HEALTH.]

[The grin grows.]}

It's a deal, then.

[his does too, and things almost feel normal again]

I'll hold you to that.

_{[Normal is good. Heather supports this whole 'normal' idea.]}

Don't worry, I keep my promises.

You'd better do somethin' real epic though, 'cause I've got my standards!

You sound skeptical. Maybe I need to remind you of something before I perform...

I'm the greatest thief who ever lived!

You've proven that with the magic, but I'll believe it when I see it when it comes to the thievin', buddy!

[something shifts in his tone quite suddenly, and his voice suddenly gets a whole hell of a lot smoother. He loses the immature playful edge in his words, and its replaced with something almost... gentlemanly. Even so, it's obvious there's still some mischievousness in his tone.

It just got a lot more elegant]

Ah, but Heather, there are only so many differences between magic and thievery.

_{[If she'd been a dog, her ears would have stood up and she'd have tilted her head. Actually, she DID tilt her head. The change was that sudden! She has no special alterego of her own to slip into, so her usual bantery tone has to do!]}

Oh really? Do ya swap the security guards' guns with bunnies or something?

[he lifts a finger and snickers]

Not yet, but that is an excellent idea for my next performance. [he is a fan of incorporating magic into his heists]

_{[YESSSS SHE MIGHT GET TO SEE A BUNCH OF BURLY CONFUSED SECURITY GUARDS RUNNING AROUND WITH FLUFFY BUNNIES.]}

Do I get a gold star for the good suggestion?

[BEST MENTAL IMAGE EVER]

Now now, let's not get greedy.

Whaaaattttt.

Well gosh, if I'd known you were gonna be so ungrateful, I'dve just kept that idea to myself.

_{[LE HUFF.]}

I would have come up with it on my own~ [CONFIDENT SMILE]

Fat chance!

Only I could have come up with something that awesome. It's in the name.

. . .

I stole it!

_[.........!]

You--!

_{[She claps her hands over her ears, wearing an expression of SHOCK!]}

Stay outta my head, thief!

[ohgod her expression causes him to break down in pure, unadulterated laughter]

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