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035. Video (Action for those who might be around the Azalea gym after the battle)

_{[ooc: Backdated to earlier on the 14th.]}

_{[When the PokeGear comes on, all it shows at first is a dizzying view of the dirt and pebble as Heather walks, fiddling with the grip on the device until she can hold it up to show the slightly-pudgy Growlithe trotting alongside her, pink tongue lolling out.]}

Okay, Cooj.

As of twenty minutes from now, we are officially free.

No more warrant, no more hiding out, no more nothing. Our slates will be wiped clean. What do you say to that?

WOOF!

Truer words never spoken.

_{[There, the motion suddenly stopped and the camera swiveled around and upwards to show that they had arrived at their destination. Cue worm's-eye view of the front facade of the Azalea Town Gym, crowned with a nice blue sky. Heather couldn't have asked for a better morning for her warrant to expire.]

[... Except that it apparently wasn't expired yet? ... Wait, then why was she in town? ..... Oh no. Heather. No.]}

All right, ladies and gents, it's time for me to blow this popsicle stand and get outta here. But first, there's oooone last thing I gotta do.

_{[The camera turned back down to Cujo, whose tail was waggling furiously.]}

All right, Cooj. What's our strategy?

WOOF!

That's right, be badass mofos. Are we gonna pull that strategy off?

WUFF WOOF!

Damn right we're gonna pull it off. The rest of the guys might not be with us right now, but you and me can handle it. Let's do this!

Now say hi to all the beautiful men and women out here who might be watching this.

_{[Cujo responded with another resounding WOOF, punctuating it with a little hop of the front legs and flop of his overgrown mane.]}

That's my good boy.

Now let's kick some ass.

_{[The doors opened.]

[Bugsy was a pretty chill dude. Which wasn't too surprising, because... c'mon. Bugs. There was something just sort of relaxing about the concept of a boy and his dog giant killer praying mantis relaxing together on a nice bright morning with sunlight shining in through the big Gym windows.]

[Too bad he wouldn't be able to relax for long.]

[The camera jiggled insistently from where Heather was keeping it propped on her shoulder. She threw out one pointing arm in a cliche I CHALLENGE YOU pose. Because... let's be honest. You all know you've wanted to do that at least once in your life.]}

Hey! Hey you!

_{[Bugsy looked up from his book and sized her up with a slightly exasperated look on his face. She couldn't much blame him. It was probably near his lunch break. He looked her up and down, then paused, one brow arching.]}

... Aren't you one of the people the police put a warning out about a couple weeks ago?

_{[Heather paused. UM.]}

Uhhh.... for the sake of this conversation, no.

_{[... Bugsy glanced at the big clock on the wall-- one of those stadium ones that every Gym had.]}

... Uh. _{[Awkward smile.]} ... You do know those warrants expire in about twenty minutes, right?

Yeah, but... where's the fun in waiting?

_{[... Bugsy considered this, then smiled in a half-amused, half-"... really?" fashion as he got up, brushing grass off the seat of his shorts.]}

You want to battle me, then?

_{[Heather grinned a toothy grin that wasn't visible on-camera, but you could hear it plain and clear in her voice.]}

Well I'm sure not here as a tourist!

WOOF!

... And neither is he. _{[She jerked the camera at Cujo.]}

All right, but... don't blame me if someone with a police badge walks in here during the battle...

Heh, like that'd happen... _{[What reason would the police have to come into a Gym, pshaw.]}

_{[Bugsy reached to his bag and withdrew a Pokeball, weighing it briefly in his hand before hurling it high in the air.]}

SCIZOR! Swords Dance!

_{[Sunlight from the windows glinted off of the chitinous red exoskeleton of the giant mantis as it emerged from the Pokeball, wings buzzing with the hum equivalent of a hundred bees' nests. Blades flashing, it dove.]

[But guess who did her research this time around?]}

CUJO! FLAMETHROWER!

_{[The roar of fire and insect wings alike was deafening.]

[Viewers would be treated to a fairly impressive spectacle, actually-- much less cringe-worthy than the last time Heather had taken on a Gym Leader, which, while not as bad as it could have been, hadn't been very... uh, together. Let's just put it that way.]

[This time was different. Fire billowed and gleaming claws sliced through the air in such a bright, colorful display that it was honestly a little hard to tell where one attack ended and the other began. Pudgy little Cujo, despite his derp, was... well, actually, he was kind of kicking ass. The pup who'd pretty much single-handedly derailed the battle against Falkner wasn't gone, he was just.... better.]

[The minutes ticked by. Attacks were shouted, blows were exchanged, and despite the waves of heat rushing off of Cujo's fiery breath every time he opened his mouth, Heather held the camera steady. ... Or, well, as steady as she could hold it at all, being caught up in the general excitement of the battle and everything.]

[It was five minutes till noon and Bugsy was down to his last Pokemon-- the battle had been hot and fast. His Heracross was bracing itself with its claws held up in a fighting stance, awaiting the next blow with some trepidation. Cujo was panting and ruffled, but the doggy-grin on his face was huge and his eyes were bright. This was it! This was--]

[There was a whirr as the doors on the far side of the gym slid open.]}

Bugsy, I know you're busy, but I wanted to get back to you on those zoning issues with the-- .......

_{[Officer Jenny stopped and stared.]

[Heather stared back.]

[They both looked at the clock. ... Four minutes.]

[They looked back at each other.]

[Bugsy shrugged.]}

.............

YOU! S-stop in the name of the law!

_{[Jenny fumbled her whistle out of her pocket and blew into it before throwing out a slightly frantic arm and pointing at Heather, launching into a jog.]

[Heather spun on a heel and took off. The 'Gear fell from her hand and thumped gently onto the grass, where it displayed a fairly good view of-- .... um. One Heather Mason and an Officer Jenny who looked like she was still catching up with just exactly what she'd walked in on, engaged in a Yackety-Sax worthy chase scene that seemed to consist mainly of Heather running in circles and doing that really annoying fake-out dodge that everyone but you knew how to do in elementary school while playing tag, and Jenny trying to keep up.]}

COOJ, KEEP GOING!

B-by law, I am required to put you under arrest!

In-- _{[Quick check.]}-- three minutes you won't have to!

Heracross! Use MEGAHORN!

COOJ! Counter with Flame Wheel!

_{[View of the chase was briefly obscured by fire, and when the blast cleared, Heather was bounding precariously across the twangy boards that crisscrossed the pitfall obstacles in front of the Leader's little patch of grass at the back of the gym, with Jenny wobbling behind her, arms flailing.]}

I order you to halt!

I will in two minutes!

_{[A flash of orange fur and indigo armor blurred past the screen as Cujo and Heracross tumbled past, Cujo's jaws locked around the bug Pokemon's impressive horn.]

[Heather was now climbing one of the big decorative spider-webs that hung on the wall like some kind of gangly blond monkey, with a distressed Officer Jenny clambering after her.]}

Y-you're just making this harder on yourself!

_{[Heather reached the top of the webbing and stopped, twisting her head to see the clock again.]}

Thirty seconds!

You don't have anywhere left to go, just-- ... oh.

_{[Jenny just sort of... sighed as Heather shoved off the wall and just... kind of jumped over the poor police officer's head, landing with a thud on the grass below. She sprang back to her feet like a jack-in-the-box and took off sprinting for the 'Gear again.]}

Cooj, finish it!

_{[The big clock ticked onto 12:00 a split second before roaring flames once again billowed past the screen, which timed out before they had a chance to clear.]}

~*~

_{[When the camera blips back on, it's back in Heather's hands, and a very flustered-looking Jenny is in front of her, flushed and trying her best to look stern.]}

You're off the hook this time, young lady, but in the future don't expect to get off so easily!

Right, sorry, officer! It won't happen again.

Good! The law is nothing to be laughed at!

Of course not! Were we laughing, Cooj? _{[Cujo showed that they had not been laughing by leaning heavily on Jenny's leg and staring up at her as though she was the most incredible thing he had ever seen. But considering this was his default expression when he looked at anyone, that wasn't saying much.]

[She sighed.]}

All right, all right... but we'll be keeping an eye on you from here on out. Don't slip up again, all right? .... Wh- ... is that thing recording?

Of course not, officer! We'll, uh, be leaving now. BYE.

_{[The feed promptly blips off, but not before viewers are treated to a view of Heather's hand, flashing this little beauty at it.]}

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_{[Absolutely. And there will be mirrors attached to their shoulders so they can see where they're going.]}

Well... yeah, that happens.

I'm pretty different than I thought I was gonna be at your age. _{[VERY different...]

[She quirks her brows a little curiously there-- she doesn't know just how many people hail from Phoenix and Edgeworth's world, but she knows there's at least quite a few.]}

[That's totally intense, man. And you can kiss goodbye to those you race past without turning awkwardly on the saddle!]

[He looks at her with a slight air of curiosity, but he doesn't pry. Instead, he shrugs his shoulders and rubs the back of his head. Whether he's just trying to act nonchalant about his uncertain future or rubbing that bruise from falling off a ledge isn't quite clear, but he doesn't address the topic about how strange his future self was.]

People come here from all over the calendar... that means that, as long as they're alive in the year they come from, a person that's already dead can come here as well, right?

_{[Yeah, not to mention insulting hand gestures getting 100% easier.]

[At the question, it would've made sense for some brief flash of... something to show up on Heather's face. But-- she bites it back, so it doesn't. Instead there's just a split-second pause, before she replies, casually--]}

Yep.

I'm pretty sure anything is fair game.

[That would be so glorious. Although you might get bruises titties from riding a horse like that. And bruised ribs. And maybe an urge to throw up....Unless you're Phoenix.]

[Edgeworth peers at her curiously for a moment. He thought he saw her expression twitch slightly, but he might have imagined it. He seems too lost in thought to be too attentive, as well. At Heather's answer, his left hand moves up to clutch at his right sleeve, a habit of his whenever he is feeling anxious.]

Ever since I arrived here and discovered that time and space are... irrelevant. I'd been wondering about someone - if they'd show up or not. [He hasn't really told anyone about this, really. He's not sure how he's supposed to bring up this worry to the people who know what happened to his father. For example, say, a certain Phoenix Wright.]

_{[Phoenix is obviously too cool for those things.]}

... A friend?

_{[... Orrrr an enemy? Either is plausible, and Heather's a little worried about some of the latter showing up for her.]

[In any case, she tries to sound only casually interested. Some things like that, people don't wanna talk about and pressing just made things weird.]}

[He shakes his head. Edgeworth isn't too worried about enemies showing up - or any enemies that he is aware of, for now. And as for friends, he didn't really have any other than Phoenix and Larry.]

My father. He, um... passed away three months ago.

... Oh.

_{[Heather... can relate. Really relate.]}

Well... I mean... you never know for sure, but he could, you know?

Just keep your eyes open. If he does, I'm sure you'll find out quick.

He could, yes.. [He shrugs, though he smiles rather wistfully.]

I'd like to see him again. He.. died really suddenly, so, there are a lot of things I'd like to say to him.

[And he rubs the back of his neck sheepishly.]

... Yeah.

I get what you mean.

_{[There's something in her tone that suggests a greater understanding than just 'oh yeah that makes sense'. After all... she feels the exact same way.]}

I hope he turns up here.

[He notices that tone of understanding in her voice, but he doesn't comment on it. Instead he just tilts his lips slightly and opens his mouth to say something when--]

Woof!

[--his Growlithe Pess appears in the camera, jumping on to Edgeworth's shoulder and proudly brandishing a stick in a "Let's play fetch!" fashion, knocking her trainer out of the screen for a few moments.]

Ow, Pess I'm in the middle of a-- S-sorry Miss Heather.

_{[Oh lawd. Another Growlithe? If there's one thing Heather's learned (the hard way), it's that fire puppies are a handful. Therefore, she doesn't hold it against Edgeworth. She just hopes his isn't as spazzy (or stupid) as .... HERS is. Speaking of hers.]

[Cujo's automatic response to hearing barking coming from the speakers was to IMMEDIATELY INVESTIGATE, no matter how quiet it was, or where the Gear was at the time. In this case, he just sort of-- suddenly squeezed into Heather's lap, taking up the entirety of the screen with his big black nose.]

[OH MY GOD. A VOICE. WHAT IS IT. OH MY GOD.]}

Uh.

S'okay.

I understand that, too!

[Pess blinks at the sudden appearance of another Growlithe and gives an excited bark for a greeting before hassling her trainer again. Play fetch play fetch play fetch ~~goddammit~~!]

Pess, I'm talking to someone right now -- why don't you go ask Wright to play with you?

Er. Without jumping on him, because you'll probably knock the wind of him and his healing ribs.

[Pess frowns at him ( :C ) but obeys and turns to go find the blue-suited Mr. Spikes - but, of course, she makes sure to slap the kid in the face with her fluffy tail and grin at Cujo before she goes off. Miles turns back to the screen with a sigh.]

_{[Cujo was fascinated. Cujo was entranced. IT WAS ANOTHER HIM. OH SNAP.]

[He started to whine and paw at the 'Gear when Pess disappeared from view, but Heather shoo'd him off of her lap.]}

Stoppit, you're way too big for that-- anyway. uh.

So heh, that dog your starter?

[Miles, rather amused by Cujo's reaction, laughs a bit.]

Yes, she's my starter.

Aha, aw.

This slobber-machine is mine.

_{[Cujo had his head over her shoulder and was proving her statement by drooling all over it.]}

...... [ He leans away from the camera, looking rather disgusted by the slobber.]

....Ew. [That's just like that old dog Phoenix Wright used to own as a kid. The slobber. Ew!

Aaand Pess pokes her head back into the screen, having not found Phoenix to play fetch with. Seeing Cujo's slobber and Miles' disgusted look, she makes an expression akin to 8I and then throws her nose in the air a bit, acting rather hoity-toity as she shows off how she can sit beside her trainer without slobbering. She's so butthurt lately.]

_{[It's okay. Cujo has no dignity. At all. He just beamed blandly at the screen, slightly cross-eyed. And continued to drool.]}

I'm... uh... used to it.

_{[All the same, she did wrinkle her nose a little and try to remove Cujo's chin from her shoulder.]}

E-ehm. Well-- he seems nice enough. He reminds me a bit of the dog Phoenix Wright had.

_{[Oh hey! Point of interest.]}

Phoenix used to have a dog?

A bulldog named Butch, the one his Quagsire was named after.

[Miles does not have many good memories about that slobbery bulldog - not at all.]

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035. Video (Action for those who might be around the Azalea gym after the battle)

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