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foolishwren) wrote2011-03-14 09:01 pm
foolishwren) wrote2011-03-14 09:01 pm
Entry tags:
- *ace attorney: miles edgeworth,
- *bleach: ise nanao,
- *dcmk: kaito kuroba,
- *final fantasy: yuffie,
- *heroes: claire bennett,
- *homestuck: doc scratch,
- *metal gear solid: liquid snake,
- *one piece: smoker,
- *persona 3: ken amada,
- *persona 4: rise kujikawa,
- *professor layton: professor layton,
- *puchi puri yuushi: gaga,
- *silent hill: cybil bennett,
- *sonic the hedgehog: rouge,
- *soul eater: soul,
- @kaito,
- action,
- concerned heather is concerned,
- get out stanley,
- i am american and what is this,
- i've got a bad feeling about this,
- ic,
- it came from the black lagoon,
- it is a mystery,
- japanese 101,
- murkrow,
- notto dissu shitto agen,
- officially freaked-out now,
- question,
- text,
- unexplained anxiety,
- video,
- violet city,
- what is this i don't even,
- why didn't you take my gift heather,
- wren
58. [Video/Action for Violet City]
[Heather is sitting in the lobby of the Violet inn. This would not be too remarkable, except for the fact that there's a couple of gift-y looking boxes in front of her. She's staring at them with an expression that's a ... very weird combination of confused and... slightly unsettled.]
[Pretty much only the fact that one of them had Kaito's name on it was stopping her from throwing them away entirely. The one from flaming blanket man was even more baffling. Obviously neither of them were what made this weird in the slightest-- Kaito was one of her best friends for crying out loud, and the Proff' was probably the least threatening person she'd ever MET-- but mystery gifts held some unfortunate associations for Heather. ... But hey, even if they didn't, the boxes' existence left her with a resounding case of ".... HUH?"]
[Why were they here?]
[Was it some kind of silly prank?]
[Did they think it was her birthday?]
[WHAT WAS THIS.]
[She had to know, so ... when in doubt, turn to the network.]
So, uh....
[The camera's not showing the boxes (since she has no idea anyone else got any so she's not sure if she should show them or not.]
Any of you guys get mail that-- ... uh...
[... And then her brows furrow.]
... Wren-- Wren, cut that out.
[She gets up abruptly and the network'll get a glimpse of an obscenely fuzzy young Murkrow with an epic case of bed-head plumage sitting on top of one of the boxes and viciously fighting with a bit of ribbon before the feed cuts out.]
[Anyone walking around the inn will find Heather looking at the boxes with a mixture of trepidation and confusion.]
[TEXT TO KAITO]
[Pretty much only the fact that one of them had Kaito's name on it was stopping her from throwing them away entirely. The one from flaming blanket man was even more baffling. Obviously neither of them were what made this weird in the slightest-- Kaito was one of her best friends for crying out loud, and the Proff' was probably the least threatening person she'd ever MET-- but mystery gifts held some unfortunate associations for Heather. ... But hey, even if they didn't, the boxes' existence left her with a resounding case of ".... HUH?"]
[Why were they here?]
[Was it some kind of silly prank?]
[Did they think it was her birthday?]
[WHAT WAS THIS.]
[She had to know, so ... when in doubt, turn to the network.]
So, uh....
[The camera's not showing the boxes (since she has no idea anyone else got any so she's not sure if she should show them or not.]
Any of you guys get mail that-- ... uh...
[... And then her brows furrow.]
... Wren-- Wren, cut that out.
[She gets up abruptly and the network'll get a glimpse of an obscenely fuzzy young Murkrow with an epic case of bed-head plumage sitting on top of one of the boxes and viciously fighting with a bit of ribbon before the feed cuts out.]
[Anyone walking around the inn will find Heather looking at the boxes with a mixture of trepidation and confusion.]
[TEXT TO KAITO]
Hey Kaito, uh
What's up with the boxes?
[text]
I guess we're in the same boat, then.[... She stops for a second. ... Man, she didn't give anyone ANYTHING on Valentine's Day.]
... But I didn't get YOU anything for Valentine's Day...[text]
I know.[just kinda. leaving it at that][text]
Well uh... thanks I guess! You didn't have to, man.[text]
Don't mention it! Hope you like the comics.[text]
I bet I will! I'm sure the candy won't be too shabby, either![text]
I sure hope it's not.[text]
I will do scientific tests on it to make sure it is an acceptable level of non-shabby
And if it doesn't meet the requirements obviously I will have to mail them back to you.
But only after licking each one so you can't enjoy them either.
Sorry.
[text]
So cruel, Awesome-san.[text]
I just gotta be me![text]
Chocolate shouldn't be wasted. Not even shabby chocolate.[text]
Well, my disdain will just be THAT powerful.
You'll be able to feel it from like
a billion miles away
[text]
Your disdain has a really large radius.[text]
Yeah, disdain of that power-level takes a lot of practice.
Don't try it at home.
[text]
What if I want to be just as good at it as you are?[text]
................
well, you can't.
duh
[text]
Bet I can.[text]
How much?[text]
One hundred times as much.[text]
You think that you can be ONE HUNDRED times more disdainful than me?
... YOU'RE ON.
[text]
I'll be waving at you for the winner's circle, Awesome-san![text]
You'll never make it
You'd better just turn back now
[text]
Quitting isn't in Kaito Kuroba's dictionary.[text]
But I bet FAIL is![text]
No way! You'll never find it.