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61. [Video/Action for Goldenrod City]

_{[This is what one might see if they are outside on April Fool's Day in the fine city of Goldenrod.]}

[When Heather set out from Violet, she did it with a vengeance-- making it to her destination in record time purely by force of will. .... Well, okay. Snake and Solid the Onix helped out a little too. But REGARDLESS, it looks like she made it just in time for the stormclouds to come rolling in.]

[Johto, you been PUNK'D.]

[By the time the lobby doors to the big hotel she had left about two months before slide open and Heather staggers inside, she's thoroughly drenched and gasping. Not even sprinting through the deluge (which had blown in fast, as deluges often do-- the last quarter-mile to Goldenrod had been a mad dash to try and beat the roiling sky. She hadn't made it.]

[Spluttering and dripping everywhere, Heather stumbles into the lobby, letting the doors slide shut behind her to be drummed on incessantly by the big fat raindrops.]

[Cujo, who looks surprisingly happy for a Fire type about being wet, prances in alongside her and proceeds (much to the disdain of the bellboy who had started over to her with the intention of offering her a towel, only to quickly change his mind when he saw what was about to happen) to SHAKE. OFF. EVERYWHERE. And with a coat as shaggy as his? Fur could hold half its weight in water. Once he's finished, he happily goes gambolling off across the lobby to re-investigate the potted plants that he hasn't seen in a month or two. SUP PLANTS.]

[Heather, meanwhile, is doing some shake-drying of her own, sluicing water off of her hair vigorously. BRRRRRRRR. The bellboy is crying on the inside.]

UGH!

When they say April showers bring May flowers, but I didn't expect it to hit on the first, on the DOT.... Cooj, if you 'mark' those potted plants and get us thrown out into the rain, I will leave you in a box on someone's doorstep.

_{[Now giving the dripping coat that she'd been using as an (ineffective) umbrella a shake (in the bellboy's mind, Heather's threat level went from amber to red) or two, she grabbed up the strap to her bag and started to drag it towards the thankfully-carpeted sitting area, leaving a big watery trail the whole way (WHY COULDN'T HE HAVE GONE ON TO BE A SPORTS ANNOUNCER LIKE HIS MOTHER WANTED INSTEAD OF BEING A BELLBOY SOB).]}

[Once there, Heather popped down into a squat on the carpet, whistling for Cujo while she rummaged in her pockets for the Pokeballs containing her companions.]

Boy, sure am glad I decided to take Alvaro with me... Sure hope these things are waterproof. _{[Fearing that shoving the orphaned Cubone into a BOX right off the bat would damage its fragile emotional state even MORE, Heather had opted to take him with her. Here's hoping that decision wouldn't bite her in the butt. At least Carousel had been box'd-- Heather had already witnessed the wonder that was a drenched Ponyta trying to re-ignite its mane and she wasn't sure her already-shot nerves could take the stress of watching a pony shed sparks everywhere.]}

Good, nobody fell outta my pocket-- hey, Claudy, c'mon, get outta there, I gotta check on my stuff...

_{[Tossing the bag's flap open, she ushers the damp, ruffled-looking owl out of the bag. Claudy picks her way delicately onto the carpet and fluffs up to about twice her size before starting to preen unconcernedly. Heather watches the display with a roll of her eyes.]}

Y'know, if you'd just go in the ball like a NORMAL Pokemon, that bag would've weighed like half as much. Probably would've been able to beat the rain if I hadn't had to lug YOU around, too... Man, my 'Gear better not be busted...

_{[She reached into the bag to fish around for the contraption in question-- ... and stops.]}

.... Claudy, what the fuck, did you cough up a pellet the size of GOD in here or--

.... Oh.

.... What the--

[VIDEO]

_{[The camera turns on. Its feed is focused first on Claudy's head. She's grooming something, but all that can be seen for the moment is her feathers as they bob up and down.]}

This.... this is an owl.

_{[The camera shifts away from the Noctowl and over to the bag, giving a nice view of the inside of Heather's bag (partially emptied so that her stuff could dry. Littering the bottom of the bag are crushed fragments of eggshell.]}

Owls lay eggs.

_{[And then... then the camera zooms out a little, and moves back over to Claudy-- who can now be seen in full, contentedly preening a damp, squeaking little Eevee with ears about the same size as its body.]}

That is not a baby owl.

_{[The camera turns around, onto a confused and slightly-disturbed-looking Heather. Her hair is still plastered wetly down around her face.]}

I... I think I was just pranked by Mother Nature.

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Yeah. I can't bathe Arty unless I want to sign up for a blood transfusion at the Center later.

Thankfully, she's pretty good at keeping herself clean.

_{[And she also shed like a mofo but that was neither here nor there.]}

Claudy's not the one who steals stuff.

_{[... But it wouldn't be the first time that Zilla had found something he liked and just.... put it in the bag whether or not it belonged to him. This was a problem whenever Heather went shopping.]}

Well, I have practice.

_{[... RUNNING FROM THE COPS no j/k she hasn't had to do that. ... Lately.]}

I do too. I think it works just fine.

_{[Totally playing out that scene from the Fox and the Hound, aren't they?]

[Coop looks vaguely critical for a second, but he's not going to tell her to clean up or she'll catch a cold. It's something he had to take seriously when he was a kid so it sort of stuck with him.]

[Instead, observe him getting to the point. He normally would have said this sooner, but he's really not sure what to think with Heather - they'd gotten along well earlier, after all. Her aggression towards him, if that's the right word, was a recent development.]}

Heather, let me set one thing straight. Who you were or what you did back home is none of my business. While it is easy for me to forget that given the nature of what I do I hope you understand that some questions, in the end, need to be asked. If I'm somehow overstepping any limit it would be easier for the both of us if you could simply tell me in the future instead of trying to aggravate me.

[...I think I rewrote that speech twenty times, ffffff]

Kanzeon's like that, too. But at least she lets me wash her when she's a mess.

[ kind of. She hunkers down and glares balefully like Rise just committed Sentret genocide. ]

[ Temporarily forgotten. HE MISSED YOU TOO, HEATHER, and it is a tiny brown newborn thing with fluffy fur. It is a canine. Meaning that Miles is going to be very much intrigued and mesmerized by your mystery animal.

And he missed your video, so he doesn't get the not a baby owl part. ]

Why would you be going crazy?

Wh-what?

[It's okay, Heather... China is just as disturbed as you are.]

How-How is that even possible?

_{[SHE CAN TELL, JUST A LITTLE. Since she's never heard Ken talk so enthusiastically about a PERSON before.]}

I used to want pets real bad when I was a kid.

Maybe I'dve gotten used to this place quicker if I'd had 'em, huh?

Well, I hope it likes hotel food, since that's what it's gonna be getting tonight.

_{[No way was Heather going back outside today in that downpour-- Otacon had promised her lunch when she got to Goldenrod but at the moment even her appetite for Goldenrod food was dampened by the prospect of having to walk down the street in that.]}

_{[They totally ARE. Except Cujo's not as smart as Copper.]

[And alas, Coop. Heather actually likes you. It's just... sort of hard to tell. The so-called 'aggression' was a combination of her standard teasing, the defense mechanism against nosiness, and a lot of unfortunate circumstances. Not that this was immediately obvious to the people she aggravated...]

[Needless to say, his bluntness actually... leaves her a little speechless. She just sort of stares up at him from her spot on the floor for a moment, wide-eyed. Between the fact that she's crouching and the more-bedraggled-than-usual look she's got from being drenched by the rain, the uncertainty on her face is almost humorous given her usual cocky attitude.]}

... I ... uh...

_{[She rubs the back of her neck awkwardly.]}

Look, I was just playing around. _{[It WAS kind of like a game, dancing around subjects she didn't want to talk about. ... Or at least treating it like a game was how she excused it.]}

I didn't mean it to come off as-- ..... whatever it uh, came off as.

_{[... Yes, you did.]

[Sigh. At least she looks a little guilty. This was the kind of behavior Harry got on her case for while she was alive.]}

I can't let Arty near mud. It's like signing a suicide pact.

_{[Arty did that too, but then she usually followed it up with pain. Glaring was just not enough to slake her bloodlust.]}

Because I'm pretty sure this thing came out of my owl.

_{[THE COSMOS IS FUCKING WITH ME.]}

You're hopeless!

Can't you just lay off the self-blame for like... a few seconds?

... But Noctowls aren't Eevees. Or Dittos.

_{[Heather's voice is flat and frazzled.]}

I'm pretty sure the cosmos is fucking with me.

_{[Well. He doesn't expect a lot from her - then again, he rarely expects anything from anyone. While he doesn't entirely believe her - he's been that age too, after all - he's said what he wanted to say and she seems to have gotten the message. That's good enough.]}

You have a lot of secrets, don't you?

_{[It's not even really a question. He glances at the two pokemon again before looking back at her, not unkindly, but definitely not smiling - if anything, he looks a little tired. He's not expecting an answer.]}

Exactly.

[ BIOLOGY AND GENETICS. STOP FAILING.

But Miles is just going to-- awww heather it's so cute. ;A; ]

_{[Heather's brows furrow for a moment before she answers. And when she does, her tone is guarded-- but not that attitude-soaked, arrogant one she used in their LAST conversation.]}

Doesn't everybody?

_{[She looks over her shoulder at him... then sighs and gives in to a grin.]}

Wanna hold it?

Is that okay? [ He really wants to. ]

No. But most.

_{[He doesn't. Secrets can be dangerous things, and he recalls saying that to another teen half a year ago.]}

Then I guess I'm like most.

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[video] AW IT'S OKAY. I'll backtag like the wind.

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[action] wow 'she' should read as 'he' in that last sentence of my tag ffff

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