foolishwren | 040. Video/Text

_{[Guess who suddenly has a LOT more free time after being forcibly given less hours at the department store? Turns out lying about your age to get a full-time job is only funny as long as you're getting away with it. She's not complaining too much, though. Now that the initial post-poverty 'Oh my god I have to get money immediately so that I am not depending on others to feed me I MUST RECLAIM MY INDEPENDENCE' panic has passed, she's actually remembered why she always hated working long shifts anyway. This meant less time spend in the company of the Psycho Bitchmonster of Despair.]

[The video pops on with her in her room, viciously re-ruffling her hair with one hand to return it to its usual flyaway state after it'd been trapped under that stupid clerk hat all day.]}

'Sup, Johto.

So uh, I had a question, actually.

You know those blue crocodiles? Um-- Totodile, I guess they're called?

What... exactly are they supposed to eat after they've hatched? I mean, I sort of assumed that 'meat' would be on the menu, but 'Zilla here's kind of been eating... well. Everything.

_{[Turning the camera away from her face, she pointed it over to the window where, in a patch of sunlight, a happily-snoozing baby Totodile was curled among the remains of something that had once been one of Heather's boots. A short distance away, the other boot lay carelessly discarded with a large chomp taken out of the heel.]}

Is.... is this normal?

_{And should I be pumping his stomach?}

Text to Liquid

hey Liquid I gotta ask you something

Are you in your room?

regardless I am going to come and knock obnoxiously on the door in maybe ten minutes so BE PREPARED

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_{[YOU ONLY FIND THEM IN PALLET TOWN~ WORN OUT BUT THE BEST YOU'LL FIII-IIINDDD~}

Edgeworth shrugs, a half-wary, half-amused smile on his face as he still worries about the fate of his jacket.]

I guess that may be for the best.

Edited 2010-11-06 20:47 (UTC)

_{[BETTER WATCH OUT EDGEWORTH, GROWLITHES ARE CHEWERS.]}

Yeah. I don't wanna pay for TOO much damaged property in this hotel room...

[HE'S ALREADY LOST A SHIRT TO HER. brb he's going to go fetch that jacket back. He disappears off screen for a moment.

There's a storm of angry/whiny "Growlithe!"s and "Wag!"s before he returns, huge jacket held in his arms like a child would hold his blanket. He has an angry Poliwag-tail mark on his face, too.]

Erm--- good luck, Miss Heather. [Line. Face.]

_{[She blinks a little when he just-- up and leaves, but has to stifle a grin when he returns with that coat. LOOKS LIKE SOMEBODY GOT PARANOID ABOUT POKEMON EATING CLOTHES.]}

Heh, thanks.

You too.

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