foolishwren | 033. [Video] (action for Camp Otacon)

_{[When the camera comes on, Heather's lying on her back on her sleeping bag with Cujo draped over her stomach and a sulky expression on her face. The bandage formerly tied over her eye (looking distinctly nasty now) is crumpled off to the side and in its place is a hot compress, which she's holding gently to the wounded area with one hand. She seems to be holding the PokeGear up above her with the other. Least flattering Myspace-shot ever.]}

So-- how long do I have to keep this thing on?

_{[She's talking to somebody off-camera and judging by the ever-so-patient tone of the reply she gets, which is sort of indistinct but along the lines of 'Until I say you can take it off', that somebody is Otacon.]}

But Haaaaaal.

_{[There is no reply.]}

..... Fine, fine...

I'll just stay here and stew in my misery.

_{[There's a laugh from off the screen and another indistinct reply that is apparently amused at Heather's overdramatic whining and not sympathetic like she'd been hoping. So Heather makes a pouty face and turns her head just slightly so that she can stick her tongue out in his general direction before looking back to the camera.]}

His Dictatorship over there is reveling in his regime of oppression and I'm bored.

Someone please distract me.

_{[SHE'D EVEN WELCOME KNOCK-KNOCK JOKES. THAT IS HOW LOW SHE HAS SUNK.]}

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Very flattering.

Thanks.

I think it brings out my eyes.

_{[She says this very dryly.]}

On the contrary, it appears to be holding it in.

That too.

How you doing?

_{[She hasn't heard from him since before the fog... and given everything that happened, well.]}

Perfectly fine now that terrible weekend has passed.

I see you're doing better yourself. You're in the criminals circle now, I've heard.

Yeah, actually, I'm thinking of growing a curly black mustache.

Y'know, to fit in.

Of course, there's an image to be upheld after all.

I'm sure it will match perfectly with the wonderfully impressive black eye you have hidden under your new fashion statement.

Yeah, normally I'm against strict adherence to tradition, but I think in this case I can make an exception.

_{[She pauses to twirl a finger in her imaginary dastardly mustache.]}

They'll call me the Panda-Eyed Pariah and I will be feared by all.

I could tell, what with you naming your overly friendly pup after a rabid mauling beast from a Stephen King novel.

[Pulls an amused smirk.]

I suppose utter confusion could be mistaken for fear. Or at least give the same element of surprise.

_{[OH HAHA HE GOT THAT REFERENCE, HUH.]}

Hey, he's a killer deep down. I'm telling you. _{[... But she says it more fondly than she would have a few weeks ago.]}

Don't mock, man.

Dangerous fugitive, remember?

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