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045. [Accidental video/Action for Goldenrod] (forward-dated to Saturday morning)

_{[Given the work week, Heather has not had a chance to really enjoy the snow that much. Whether the Pokemon world celebrates Christmas the same way most 'normal' ones do is up for debate, but one thing is clear: holiday shopping is universal. The Department Store has been going absolutely insane with gaudy decorations and increasingly-frenzied customers buying up everything in sight. Between the exhaustion and the ever-earlier setting of the sun, Heather's been spent by the time she gets off of work.]}

[Friday night was spent mostly-asleep under a pile of blankets and obscenely fluffy winter-coated Pokemon (Arty and Cujo both seemed to have doubled in volume in the past few weeks), and when the gray winter morning light crept in through the snow-lined window, it fell largely upon the same scene. SOMEWHERE under there, there was a human being. ... Or maybe they had just eaten Heather and the tuft of scruffy blond hair and the single disembodied foot sticking out from between blanket and Cujo's tawny belly were in fact the only pieces left of her. Who could tell?]

... MREEP

_{[The alarm on the PokeGear (which was ... poking out of the blankets somewhere, giving a glorious view of the hopeless chaos that was Heather's bed. Of COURSE the alarm function had randomly turned on the video feed, too-- alarms always did dumb shit like that without being told to) had turned on, and-- oh, look at that. A scrawny, pale arm had emerged from somewhere amid the dogpile (literally) and was now groping around in search of the 'Gear. Looked like Heather was alive under there after all.]}

Hmghghh... where're you, dumb ... dumb thing.

MREEP MREEP MREEP

_{[Her hand encountered the roly-poly form of a sleeping Totodile and shoved him to the side unceremoniously before finally getting to the actual 'Gear.]}

Ugh, there you are... _{[Sitting up and making Cujo slide off the bed with an elegant thump, Heather stared blearily at the 'Gear and shut off the alarm. Ugh what time was i-- ... OH HEY IT WAS SATURDAY. FUCK YEAH, SNOW TIME.]}

[The 'Gear was dropped briefly onto the bed once more and the sleepy Pokemon came awake with various stretches and growls as their Trainer hopped around, one-handedly tugging on her (un-eaten) boots and a fresh-from-the-department-store new coat-- yeah, it was finally too cold for her to continue going sleeveless.]

--C'mon, Cooj!

_{[The Growlithe struggled out of the blankets he had wrapped himself in with an excited woof and Heather grabbed up the 'Gear again, turning the radio on as she headed for the door, one mitten in her mouth.]}

Ghotta getd'guys...

_{[Stamping one foot a little harder than the other to get her heel more firmly down into position, Heather clomped over to the door to Liquid and Otacon's room and raised her fist to knock obnoxiously as usua--- .... oh.]}

[Oh yeah.]

[Deflating, she lowered her fist sheepishly. There were already new people in that room and she'd just come preeeetty close to waking them up at like nine in the morning. Aawwwkward.]

--And the weather's just getting colder, citizens of Johto, so us here at the weather department would like to advise you all to stay bundled up indoors instead of trying to go out today! _{[--buzzed the weatherman's voice over the 'Gear's radio. Frowning down at the screen, Heather sank back to lean against the hallway's wall and heaved a big sigh.]}

.... Hnm. Maybe we should just...

_{[She trailed off there to look down at Cujo, who was staring adoringly up to her and wagging his entire body more than he was actually wagging his tail. WALK?? WALK? WALK?! OHPLEASE? circle?]}

.... Ugh, you know what?

Screw the cold. _{[... And screw the absence of Otacon and Liquid. Snake had said their being gone was no reason why they couldn't have a good time back here in Goldenrod, right?]}

[Jutting her chin out stubbornly, Heather pulled on her hat.]

_{[ooc: ACTION FOR THOSE IN GOLDENROD. Feel free to encounter Heather out in the snow if your character is hardcore enough to be trying to be out there on a day like this. Or feel free to try and stop her. EITHER OR.]}

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Ha, ha. Clever.

[He tugs his scarf tighter around his neck, looking rather grim.] My mom took me to the mountains once, and that was enough snow to last me a lifetime. [He shrugs.] I heard it can get pretty cold in Northern California, but in Los Angeles? I've never seen it get below 40...

[Mia, ever the curious one, tilts her head at Cujo...although it's hard to tell, do to all of the fluff surround her little black face.]

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Pffft. It gets down below zero sometimes where I'm from! I'm built for this kind of weather!

_{[... no, she wasn't. But at least she was used to it.]}

... So.

_{[She puts her hands on her hips.]}

Are you gonna shiver in here like a pansy or are you gonna come outside with me and beat up the snow?

_{[Cujo is just.... in front of Mia, butt in the air and tail swishing slowly back and forth. 8U PLAY? PLAY? PLAY?!]}

Right, you're from Maine... [AND HE'S NEVER EVEN BEEN TO THE EAST COAST. You people are cray-zay.

And at her question, well...he raises an eyebrow. Does he really have a choice, here?]

...you're going to drag me outside even if I say no, aren't you?

[Play? Mia can play! She sort of...chirps, and bounces excitedly in circles around Cujo.]

_{[US EAST-COASTERS WITH OUR LOBSTERS AND CLAM CHOWDER ARE PRETTY CRAY-CRAY, YEAH.]

[Heather beams.]}

You're very astute today, aren't you?

C'moooon, it'll be fun! You gotta at LEAST know what it's like to play in the snow.

_{[Cujo immediately goes into spasms of excitement and just starts-- skittering around after Mia, tail wagging like crazy.]}

[WELL, US WEST COASTERS HAVE...WE HAVE, UM...SAN FRANCISCO AND AWESOME BEACHES AND DISNEYLAND SO SHUT UP

And Phoenix deadpans;] I don't see what's so fun about running around in a bunch of frozen water.

[Grumble, grumble. He crosses his arms over his chest, glancing away. Is it possible that Phoenix has never actually TRIED playing in the snow before? It could very well be possible!

All of this rolling is throwing Mia off balance, so she ends up toppling onto her side and...rolls towards Cujo. She doesn't seem to mind at all.]

_{[YEAH WELL WE HAVE-- ..... shut up.]}

That's because you have no soul.

C'moooon.

_{[She grabs onto his sleeve and gives it a tug.]}

Stick it out. If you don't have fun out there, I'll buy you coffee. How's that?

_{[SHE WILL GET HIM TO PLAY EVEN IF SHE HAS TO DRAG HIM OUT, KICKING AND SCREAMING. She doesn't care that he's a professional, highly-qualified grown man. EVERYONE has an inner child, dammit!]

[When Mia starts rolling, Cujo's eyes just get even BIGGER. He approaches her and cautiously gives her a bat. 8U BALL?]}

[Don't worry I still love you AND the east coast Can't wait to go there for college aaah *A*

And...well, truth be told, he's sort of been wanting to get out some more -- chilling in the hotel with Edgeworth was nice, but he was starting to get a bit of cabin fever. Besides, it's just a little snow! He can handle it! ~~No he can't.~~

So, Heather, he gives you one last "wrry" look before sighing and throwing up his hands in a sign of defeat.]

A-alright, alright, I give up. Just...give me a second to drop this off in my room, and I'll be right back down. [He'd been out on the GLORIOUS HEATED PATIO sketching before running into Heather, actually -- you may just now notice the glaring orange sketchbook tucked under his arm -- and he really doesn't want it to get destroyed running around town in the snow.]

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_{[YAAAAY and ooh, where you thinking of heading?]

[Heather just beams magnanimously. HEATHER: 1. PHOENIX'S WILL: 0. AW YEAH.]}

Sure! Grab your coat too. It IS cold.

_{[She'll bounce right along after him, actually-- that orange sketchbook HAS caught her eye.]}

What's thatcha got there?

_{[She hasn't taken much advantage of all the nice areas around the lobby and such, but she probably will once the weather gets worse and everybody is snowed in.]}

[I really want to go to either RIT or NYT ;o; I'll gladly take any tech school in the east coast, really, but those are my two dreams schools!

Sobbing. Forever. Phoenix just sighs and begins the ascent back up the stairs, with Mia hopping right along after him, wiggling her cute little butt at Cujo. SHE IS DARING YOU TO CHASE HER. OR MAYBE SHE IS FLIRTING. It's hard to tell with Mia sometimes. She has about as much emotional range as Butch.]

Hm? [He glances back at Heather when she asks, reaching down to pull the book out partway with his opposite hand.] This, you mean?

[...is that an embarassed face he's making? Why yes, yes it is.] It's. Um.

_{...a sketchbook.}

[And he is quickly shoving it back up his arm and facing forward once more. Phoenix is incredibly self-concious about his art, okay.]

_{[Oooh snap! Good luck!]

[Cujo is the most oblivious thing in existence, so if it's a flirting attempt, it flies right over his head. He happily bounds after her because NEW PLAYMATE NEW PLAYMATE OMG.]

[Heather, meanwhile, is sort of leaning around Phoenix curiously, trying to get a better glimpse at the mysterious book.]}

A sketchbook? You draw?

_{[Y SO SHY PHOENIX. She won't bite you! .... She MIGHT not bite you.]}

[Thank you! :3

Oh, well, Mia can work with that! At the top of the first flight of stairs, she stops, turns around, and proceeds to ROLL BACK DOWN right into Cujo. I AM A BALL, WHAT WILL YOU DO. While Lady trails along after them looking as if they performed some sin against her soul or something. Why so srs, Lady?

Phoenix, meanwhile, only tucks it further under his arm when he sees her peeking, looking mighty embarassed.] Y-yeah, but it's just a hobby. _{I was going to major in art and theatre before I switched to prelaw...}

_{[YOU'RE WELCOME. So! You gonna be on today? Shall I start typing the log and stuff up?]

[OH. MY. GOD. Mia has just blown Cujo's little mind. With an expression of sheer awe, he barks several times just to express his amazement, and then give her a big nudge with his muzzle. Lady is ignored for the moment because SHE IS NOT BEING INTERESTING.]

[Heather's not about to leave Phoenix alone, though.]}

Why ya mumbling? That's neat. I didn't know you did that kinda stuff. I thought lawyers were just like... I dunno. I didn't know they had hobbies.

[Yes, I shall! I'll probably be kicked off sometime in the afternoon, but until then, I'm free! One request, though -- could it take palce in the evening? Phoenix is a biiit busy this morning, so. 8D b

And when Cujo nudges her, Mia just...rolls along with it! This is fun!

Poor, poor Phoenix. He begins on the second flight of stairs, flashing Heather a bit of a sheepish grin.] Well, it's not like I'm that good or anything. [Actually, Phoenix, you're not half bad at the things you do! Have some more confidence in something other than poker, seriously.] It's just something I do to relax.

_{[Y-yikes, that doesn't give us TOO much time-- but really, as long as we can get the log moving, I obviously don't mind backtagging. Heather might honestly not be good for much talking, anyhow. XD
But yeah I was planning on having it take place in the evening anyhow. THUMBS UP.]

[Heather follows him brightly.]}

Well, if it was your MAJOR, you can't be bad, right?

[Ditto, man -- once it's up, we can just...keep backtagging until forever. && YEAAAH MINDSYNC! /fistbump

Oh my god all of this climbing -- they reach the top of the second flight and Phoenix pauses to let Lady catch up.] ...I guess. [A shrug!] I was always doodling in class, anyway...

I used to do that a little!

_{[And now she's reaching hopefully for the sketchbook.]}

Can I see?

[...it's odd, actually. He's never actually had someone ASK to see his sketchbook before -- usually, someone will be peeking over his shoulder and he will proceed to FREAK OUT, or they'll just take it from him and he'll FREAK OUT anyway.

...and since he figures she'll take it from him whether he likes it or not...he just sighs and, begrudgingly, pulls it out and holds it out to her.] Knock yourself out.

[The first thing you'll notice is that Phoenix...is actually pretty damn good. Everyone he's met in Route -- including you, Heather -- is drawn in there. People whom he's friends with, or has had significant interactions with are drawn more often, as are his Pokémon.

What he was drawing before he ran into you was Goldenrod, one of the only landscapes in the entire book.]

_{[As much of a bully as Heather can be (and once she's gotten to know Phoenix better, she'll probably stop asking and just go "YOINK" whenever she sees him with it on his person), she's not really mean-spirited. She's not actually OUT to make him uncomfortable.]

[So she grins as she takes it and starts to flip through it.]}

... Whoa.

_{[Outdoor antics temporarily forgotten, she flips through the pages, brows rising.]}

... These are really good, you know... I-- ... hey, is that ME??

[Yeah, really, most of the people who make Phoenix awkward don't do it on purpose -- he's just...incredibly awkward himself. Oh him.

And, as should be expected, he manages to look even MORE embarassed at the compliment, rubbing the back of his neck and looking at anywhere but Heather and his sketchbook.] T-thanks.

Er--

[He chances a glance back to see what picture she's referring to -- it so happens to be the first one he did of her, after speaking with her about her father post-Trucy's first arrival. And he drew her just as he saw her -- a perky, slightly pink-looking tired blonde girl with freckles. There's no exaggerations or fixed flaws; Phoenix draws people as he sees them, for all their imperfections and annomolies.]

_{[Yes. That... that he is.]

[Heather's just sorta grinning at the picture. As much as she doesn't care for her own appearance (especially those freckles), that doesn't mean seeing it in picture form upsets her. She thinks it's neat that he's just... drawing people.]

[She looks a little longer, then grins and passes the book back over to him.]}

Cool.

[Oh, Phoenix.

He takes the book back gratefully, a bit of a smile on his face. As self-concious as he is, it's sort of nice to get compliments once in a while. Plus, it's sort of nice knowing that someone else knows about his hobby -- he's had a lot of people tease him about the fact that, when lawyers pass their bar, the ONLY THING THEY CARE ABOUT IS LAW, and along with the typical "ambulance chaser" comments, they'd always irked him. It was one of the things that defined him as being a person, not just a lawyer in a blue suit.

He keeps climbing in relative silence, stopping to take a breather when they get to the fourth floor, and to let Cujo, Mia and Lady catch up. Damn all of these stairs. At least is was better than the TWELVE FLIGHTS he had to take coming down from Edgeworth's office back at home...]

_{[Heather paused to wait as well, stretching her legs. Cujo had... honestly probably gotten distracted somewhere down there and gone galloping back down to the lobby. She wasn't too worried about him.]}

So tell me.

Have you EVER played in the snow?

Like, ever?

[Probably. Mia's probably keeping him company, but Lady does end up meandering back up to the two of them, worming through their legs and leading the way up the rest of the stairs. Sighing, Phoenix stretches his arms and proceeds to follow, rubbing his neck with slight embarassment at Heather's question.]

...n-no, I haven't. We don't get snow in L.A., and I've only been to Tahoe once. And that was in the fall, there was barely any snow there even if I'd wanted to...

... Man, I am gonna educate you so thoroughly. You need to play in snow at least once before you get all old and creaky.

_{[... Heather he is only twenty-five.]}

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