043, Video/Action for those in Goldenrod Hotel (Backdated to the night the event ended)

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Most of the time, that whole cliche where people awake from a nightmare by BOLTING upright in their beds, eyes wide, sweat-soaked, and gasping like a fish? Totally false. Real life is rarely that dramatic, and accordingly, neither is Heather's normal reaction to bad dreams. She has them so often that they're rarely worth the energy to make such a scene.]

[But tonight?]

[Screw cliches.]</sub>


AAHHhhhuhgh! Hhhh!

<sub>[She sits upright in a tangle of blankets so fast that the PokeGear on her chest goes flying across the room, clattering to the floor a short distance away from her bed. The video feed button is hit in the process and anyone watching will be treated to a sideways worm's eye view of the bed. Heather's eyes are wide and glossy, her skin and clothing soaked through with sweat. Her chest is heaving like her body is convinced that she's DYING, and to be fair, it probably IS. Her hair is all over the place and goosebumps are standing out on her bare arms like pinheads-- those bandages? Yeah, they got all sweaty and just... unraveled and bunched down around her wrists.]

[The moonlight-- or-- er, the countless Goldenrod streetlights outside, anyway-- reflecting off of her skin just added to the impression that she'd been rolling around in wet grass or something. She was going to be SO cold once the adrenaline wore off and the chill of the cold sweat set in.]

[What... what was... oh, GOD, what the FUCK was...?]

[She looks around the dark hotel room wildly, wheezing, and smears her hair out of her face after a moment and just presses a hand to her temple, shoulders slumping.]</sub>

Holy hell...

<sub>[Pulling in a deep, congested-sounding breath, she looks up again, still pale as a sheet but at least calming down. Dreams. It had all been dreams. ... Well, DUH, it had been dreams-- she had been chased by the friggin' KOOL-AID MAN. But-- even the most vivid of dreams in her normal roster of Traumatizing Nighttime Visions (tm) (and her normal nightmares? Oh hell yes, you BET they were vivid) couldn't even come close to what she had just experienced. It had all felt so... so real.]

[She notices the PokeGear on the floor and just sort of... leans over and half-slides off the bed, reaching out for it with one arm and just hanging off of the edge of the bed at the waist like a gangly ragdoll.]</sub>


What time is it...


<sub>[... Midnight. Just midnight. Okay... Midnight. Ugh. Well, there was no way she was gonna get to sleep after THAT, so... she'll just turn the lights on, watch some TV, and-- .... wait.]

[... Why was the date three days later than she last remembered?]</sub>


.... The friggin' frick...

<sub>[She drops the 'Gear again, and there's some thumping and rustling noises as she unentangles herself from the blankets and drags herself out of bed. Her bare feet walk past the screen and then the door slams. The feed times out eventually.]





[ooc: If your character is in the Goldenrod Hotel and is friends with Heather/she is aware of their being there, expect a violent knock on the door, an encounter with a boxer-and-tank-top-clad Heather who looks like she saw a ghost, and some confusion when she just looks you up and down, decides she's satisfied with the fact that you exist, and wanders off down the hallway in a daze to terrorize someone else.]</sub>

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[miniworth]

[He woke up maybe three minutes before she did, and although he thinks it's a dream he DOES REMEMBER her being there. For some reason. Something about pink animals and Heather, mixed with all the confusion about elevators and frills, Mr. Gumshoe and being in Goldenrod.

Seeing her video feed, he sends her a message.]

---Miss Heather. [A pause.] Where are you, right now? [He's siting outside the Goldenrod Pokémon Center, looking rather... glum.]

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[Her 'dream' is such a massive jumble of confusing imagery that she can hardly pick it apart right now, but she WILL remember brief flashes of carrying Edgeworth under one arm and running AWAY from something...]

[He gets his answer awhile later, when she's returned from her wobbly trip around the hotel.]</sub>

Uhm. I'm in my hotel room-- wh-- ... where are YOU?

_{[She squints blearily. That... doesn't look like the Violet Center...]}

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[miniworth]

[....and then she'll remember hobo and it will be great.

Edgeworth's camera shifts when he sits straighter on the bench, showing a glimpse of tall skyscrapers.]

I woke up at the Goldenrod Pokémon Center, actually.. in a corner of the lobby.

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[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ sadly, there is someone lying curled in a ball right outside of that hotel, and she's blearily rousing enough to poke at the screen. Does she realize where she is? Nope, not yet. Just that it's cold. ]

H-Heather...?

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[The voice comes out of the 'Gear quietly, but luckily, Heather hears it just before she runs out the door-- and it registers right after.]

[The sound of the door opening occurs again and then Heather's pale, sweaty face appears in front of the screen a couple seconds later.]</sub>

Rise?

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[restardom.livejournal.com]

H-hey. [ she sits up, wincing slightly. ] You okay?

[voice]

[newhero.livejournal.com]

[have a raspy and tiny voice on your pokégear, Heather. though you might not get the message until you come back]

Is everything okay over there?

[voice]

[foolishwren]

_{[Yeah, it's awhile later that she gets the message, she looks a little less TOTALLY FREAKED OUT when she shows up, though.]}

Yeah, uh... just. Weird night.

Are YOU okay?

[voice]

[newhero.livejournal.com]

[he's still there! and not really sounding much better.]

I don't know where I am. Everybody else here is asleep.

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[bakaitoukid]

[He's a bit groggy himself, but he's awake to reply]

Heather...?

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[foolishwren]

_{[The reply comes awhile later-- after Heather's finished wandering around the hotel like some kind of wandering wake-people-up-obnoxiously ghost.]}

Hey... uh.

Yeah. Um. Sorry.

_{[She... is even MORE frazzled than she sounds when she talks to him later on.]}

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[bakaitoukid]

You okay? You look a little worn out.

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[exeggutorhead]

Didn't have very good dreams either, huh?

Gonna be okay?

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[foolishwren]

_{[He gets his reply awhile later-- once she's done dragging herself around the hotel like an anxious home alone dog.]}

Always am.

Did you have weird-ass dreams too, then?

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[exeggutorhead]

[He's glad to get the reply; what with him remembering his mom showing up and severe injuries to people he cares about, he's pretty much checking in on everyone he knows.]

Yeah. There was a dragon and the same person showed up to try and shoot me three different times. Even my damned mother came to the party. [He rubs the bridge of his nose; even thinking about it too much gives him a headache.] I don't even know if it was really a dream or not.

[boldandresolute.livejournal.com]

[There was an annoyed noise from inside Liquid's room when Heather banged on the door.]

Go away.

[foolishwren]

_{[There is a WHUMP against the door. Heather has pressed her entire body against it and does not plan to leave.]}

No.

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[usedgigadrain.livejournal.com]

[Kisame, sadly, isn't in Goldenrod anymore--he's back in Cherrygrove, alas--but have a Quagsire-cam greeting anyway!

Why is it Quagsire-cam and not Kisame himself? Well, after a couple panicked "Quaaaaaagsisiiiire"s Nuru turns the gear to show Kisame in a Pokécenter bed, looking creepily still. He's breathing; that's a good sign. But there's a nurse trying to get the Fearow perched on the headboard away from him, while another nurse in the background is trying to calm down an upset Onix.

The reason for the nurses becomes clear when the Fearow starts trying to peck him awake. Peck, peckpeckpeck, PECK! ...Yeah, people usually wake the hell up from pecking like that. Kisame's sleeping right on through.]

((ooc: Kisame's asleep while he gets canon updated, and I couldn't resist having it happen right at the end of the fourth wall for extra wtf.))

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[Sadly, poor Heather is in no state to do much of anything but just WATCH. And wonder if she's still in fact dreaming.]



[ooc: AHAHAHA that's a good idea!]</sub>

[voice]

[shellderkillder.livejournal.com]

[How many times has he greeted Heather like this? Oh well.]

Ms. Mason?

[voice]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Too many, the poor gentleman. Too many.]

[Her voice answers, a fair while later. She sounds breathless.]</sub>

What?

What?!?

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[usedsuperpower.livejournal.com]

Gee, how unlucky haha _{[He doesn't even try to hide the sarcasm]} I had most awesome dream ever.

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[foolishwren]

_{[S-sorry Stitch, Heather's not coherent enough to think of a witty reply. She just hits 'Disconnect'.]}

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[1-2-jango-zzzz.livejournal.com]

EEEEEEEEK!

MONSTER! [Looks terrified and then pauses.]

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[1-2-jango-zzzz.livejournal.com]

Oh, it's just you. You're kind of scary looking when you just wake up.

[Jango is so helpful clearly.]