foolishwren | 044. [Video/Action for Goldenrod]

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044. [Video/Action for Goldenrod]

_{[Like so many transmissions today, this one opens up with the camera aimed straight up at the velvety-gray sky, with dry little flakes of snow drifting down. It also cuts in about halfway through a sentence--]}

--ime to get some winter gear... Hey, network. Please enjoy five minutes of my dog being a spaz.

_{[It swivels down to focus on the plaza-- looks like Heather's walking back to the hotel from work and is finally getting a chance to enjoy the flurries (though she's c-c-c-cold. The whole sleeveless routine won't work for too much longer...). The flagstones are dusted with snow, and-- ... as promised, Cujo is being a spaz.]}

[The orange-colored pup is lying on his side in the snow and just sort of... wriggling in place, snorfling around in the MAGICAL WHITE STUFF THAT IS FALLING FROM THE SKY. After a few seconds or two he suddenly surges upright, butt in the air and ears standing straight up. He stares, glassy-eyed, at the camera for a few seconds, and then lets out an explosive snort and goes tearing off in a random direction.]

['Zilla the toddler Totodile appears on the screen then, slipping and sliding after him through the snow at a laughably slower pace-- changing direction a few times as Cujo goes rocketing past in the opposite direction. Eventually he gives up and comes waddling back to Heather with a frustrated gargle. She laughs.]

Maybe when you get longer legs, buddy-- hey, let's see how Arty likes the snow. Ya like the snow, Arty?

_{[The camera turns and shows... well, this.]}

RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.....

.... I think she likes it.

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[... he'll just tear that loaf in half and go to town, then. holy cow not even the sandwiches he'd been indulging in since arriving in Johto compare.]

Oh! Um... Maine, right? With the weirdos.

_{[She takes the other half for herself. She'd had lunch that day, but that was quite awhile ago.]}

Thaaaat's the place.

In addition to weirdos, we also have lots of lobster.

Well, lobsters are pretty weird, too. Just to keep with the general atmosphere of Maine, right?

[THIS BREAD IS SO DELICIOUS OMG--]

We mostly eat fish back home, though. And lots of coconuts.

Yeeeah, that's a pretty good way of lookin' at it.

_{[MAINE: STATE OF WEIRDOS. The south wasn't the only place with creepy religious hillbillies.]}

We've got everything more or less everywhere in my world, but the New England area in general is famous for its seafood.

[hey now, the South has good food going for it--]

Really? What's your favorite kinda food, Heather?

_{[THAT'S TRUE. But still. Creepy religious hillbillies. But then, at least it didn't have Silent Hill.]}

Hm... that's a tough one.

_{[She tears off a piece of the bread, contemplating.]}

Always liked sweet stuff.

[speaking as a Southerner... yeah, we've got people picketing Mardi Gras because it's sinful, when that's... sort of the point.]

I like sweet stuff, too! Coconut's my favorite.

[surprise, surprise right?-- Sora's going to tear through his half of breadloaf, and... well, he'll be completely startled when the waiter brings them another sometime after ordering. WHAT IS THIS TOMFOOLERY?]

_{[pffft oh boy.]}

Y'don't say? Me, I like... hm.

Chocolate's always a winner.

_{[And sheee'll just be grinning like a fiend at his surprise over the bread. THIS PLACE IS AN INFINITE BREAD MACHINE, SORA. WHAT WILL YOU DO.]}

You can have the chocolate I borrowed from the inn, then! It's all in my jacket.

[emphasis on the "borrowed." and dude, Aladdin wouldn't even know what the heck to do with himself if he found himself in an infinite bread machine. Sora, however? he sort of has a better idea... he's probably going to hurt himself slowly trying to get through it all.]

Borrowed, huh?

_{[She smirks at him.]}

Next time, try to be a little more sneaky. That receptionist was onto you.

_{[MOAR BREAD, ALL THE TIME, GET SOME. Luckily, the waiter's coming over to take their orders at last. Heather makes an 'after you' gesture to Sora.]}

Hey, I was totally sneaky! The receptionist was just mad about something else. She, uh... her shift was extended or something. Yeah, that's it.

[Sora is going to play that off and order himself a huuuuge bowl of spaghetti, because obviously when you're stuffing yourself with bread the logical thing to do is order more carbs.]

Sure, kiddo. SURE.

_{[Heather did the same-- psh who cared about carbs. They would need them to STAY WARM IN THE LONG WINTER TO COME.]}

Pfff, fine! When we get back, let's ask her. She'll tell you the whole story.

[and after a few minutes of silently gnawing on bread:]

Hey, Heather?

Sure, yeah, okay. _{[SHE FULLY SUPPORTED TAKING THE CHOCOLATES THOUGH, for the record. Heather is all for stickin' it to the MAN.]}

Yeah?

... If you had the choice to, would you go home?

_{[Whoa, that's a surprisingly heavy question.]}

... I'm not sure.

_{[She rubs her chin a little bit, wondering how to put it. She doesn't want to wax too deep in front of Sora-- hell, she doesn't like waxing deep, period, really. It's not a happy subject and all things considered, Heather does try her best to stay positive.]}

... If I did, it'd only be for one person.

Apart from him... not sure I would, to be honest.

_{[It didn't mean she didn't fully believe that OTHER people should go back if given the choice. Some people had important shit to be doing back there. ... But she didn't. She'd done her important job and the world didn't have much in it for her afterwards... or at least that's not what it looked like to her, just a year fresh of the incident in Silent Hill.]}

[it's not exactly casual dinner conversation, but it has been on Sora's mind ever since he discovered Kairi's line had been disconnected. it made him think a lot about what was waiting for him back home... death, really. not that Disney characters ever stay dead for long.]

I kinda feel that way, too, but... there are a lot of things that need to be done. [and, back to his original thought and reason for bringing this up.]

Let's find a way to stay connected, okay? Even if we wind up separated on different worlds or something.

_{[The suggestion isn't completely surprising, but... is that even possible? Heather's rational side says 'no', but her optimistic side sure hopes so. This place... she had friends here. REAL friends. Ones who came closer to understanding how hard life could be than ANYBODY back home. Anybody but Douglas. ... If she could keep that? Her dreary old world looked a whole lot brighter.]}

If we can find a way? I'll sure as hell use it.

I think I know of a good way! All you need is the ocean.

_{[Color Heather confused.]}

The ocean?

Right! The ocean is the main thing that everyone has in common. It's how we're all connected. So, if you put a message in a bottle in the ocean, it'll eventually reach the person you're thinking of.

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<sub>[... <:/ oh Sora.]

[Heather smiles. She wishes she could be that naiive again. She sure as heck remembers back when SHE believed stuff like that, but... yeah. Not so much anymore.]</sub>

Well, I live near the ocean-- or, well, I live on a coastal state, anyway.

I bet I could drop messages there from time to time.

[Sora hails from a World where messages in a bottle are indeed a viable method of communication through the smaller worlds-- that and he comes from an island, so the idea's already been planted in his mind from the get go.]

Okay, Heather! I'll send you letters telling you all about how hardcore I've gotten.

All right. I'll look forward to 'em.

Good! Don't forget, either. Promise, Heather?

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