foolishwren: it does, in fact, follow. 9/10 (TITLE ACCURACY: "It Follows" (2014))
Heather Mason ([personal profile] foolishwren) wrote2010-11-04 03:49 pm

039. Video/Action

[You know how most workplaces have those ridiculous, seemingly-arbitrary rules concerning things like cell phones and mp3 players that make sense in theory but really don't in practice? Well... turns out Johto's no different.]

[The feed flickers on and off a few times so anyone who's looking at Heather's channel is being treated to a sort of trippy view of the ceiling of one of the many floors in the Goldenrod Department Store, jiggling around as though the 'Gear is the subject of a tug-of-war.]

[And uh... judging by the voices that are conversing in heated tones somewhere off-screen, it is.]



I'm telling you for the last time, Temp! NOOOOO PokeGear use during your shift!


It's my break! I'm not even DOING anything right now!


DON'T you backsass me, young lady! I know your type! Traveling trainers who want to make a quick buck-- you're all the SAME!


Wh-- jeez, calm down! I'm not like-- trying to question your authority or something!! Take a chill pill!


YOU ARE OUT OF LINE!


The guys on the fifth floor said they could use their 'Gears during break!


WELL. This isn't the fifth floor, IS it?!

[There's a pause, and then a low, almost inaudible mutter on Heather's part of:]

Oppressive tyrant....

[... But apparently it wasn't inaudible enough.]

BACK IN MY DAY WE HAD TO TIE OUR MESSAGES TO PIDGEYS AND HOPE TO DEAR ARCEUS THAT THEY DIDN'T GET EATEN BY ARBOKS ON THE WAY THERE!!


E-eep!


I HAD TO WALK TWENTY MILES TO WORK EVERY DAY IN BLINDING SNOWSTO--

[The feed clicks off.]





[A very resentful-looking Heather slumped in her seat at the cash register, smoldering darkly and glaring at the file cabinet in the staff-room where her PokeGear had been dumped, locked, and left. The words 'AND YOU CAN HAVE IT AT THE END OF THE DAY IF YOU THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU'VE DONE!' were still ringing in her ears.]

[Jutting her chin out resentfully, she planted it on one palm with her scrawny elbow on the counter, plucking uncomfortably at the fairly-silly-looking Department Store clerk's uniform she had to wear. Yes, there was even a cutesy little hat and a popped collar.]



God, it's like high school all over again....






[ooc: Video replies will be answered later in the day when Heather gets off of work and has her PokeGear returned to her!]

[video; helloooo late]

[identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com 2010-11-11 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
It was still against the rules. She DID give it back, right? Well, obviously, since you're replying to me, but...yeah.

[video; ;o; ]

[identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com 2010-11-11 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Rules are still rules, Heather. If we all chose not to listen to every law we thought was unfair, it'd be total chaos. [Hello, lecture time.

...his expression does soften a bit at the end, though.]
Although...I guess that WAS a bit harsh. But now you know not to do it again.

[video]

[identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com 2010-11-12 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
I guess I was always meant to be a lawyer, huh? [Here, have a chuckle. Man, he needs to have unstressful chats like this more often. His sanity needs it.]

[video]

[identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com 2010-11-12 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[...brb, genuinly laughing for the first time in WEEKS.]

Heather, have I ever told you that you're incredibly immature? Between you and Maya...

[video]

[identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com 2010-11-13 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Well, hey, he WOULD laugh more often...if he weren't surrounded by crazy ex-girlfriends and/or homicidal maniacs.]

Guess this makes it four, then.

[And, at her question, his expression softens, and warms up considerably, as well.] She's my assistant.

[video]

[identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com 2010-11-13 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
I'd have to argue the opposite, Heather. [Still grinning, though. It's been a recent discovery that he actually really likes talking to Heather, so just being able to have lively banter with the girl is lifting his spirits.]

Well, er...it was kind of complicated, but when her sister passed away, I sort of became her caretaker. Or something. [He rubs the back of his neck, glancing away sheepishly.] Her sister was my mentor, so...

Yeah, she is. Her cousin is here, too, and one of my other assistants recently showed up again as well. Well, she was less of an assistant and more of a client, but...yeah.