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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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_{[So you know, Cooper was hanging out in the sitting area because he didn't particularly like spending too much time in that hotel room - he had a tendency of getting a little restless there. Said sitting area also had the added bonus of being juuust hustling enough, the kind of background noise that only made the peace and quiet seem sort of cozy. It was a good place to think. Typically, anyway. Heather sure changed that. Why so loud and teenager-y and opening the door to let all the cold winds in.]

[He looks up, sort of annoyed, tapping a pen against the notes he was scribbling. Aidan the Vulpix (who was previously investigaing scents), on the other hand, trots over curiously. BIG FIRE DOG. :O WHY ARE YOU NOT HATING BEING WET.]}

Edited 2011-04-02 13:40 (UTC)

_{[Well she kind of had to open the door to get INSIDE, Coop. Why so judgmental! But needless to say, she's a little busy investigating the great mystery of the Eevee and the Noctowl, so she doesn't particularly notice Mr. Grumpypants over there being annoyed ... yet.]

[Cujo, however, hones in instantly on the curious kitsune and immediately drops into a play-bow, butt wiggling in the air. HI. HI. HI. HI. OH MY GOD. HI.]}

_{[Yes well, still. :| And he's not all that grumpy, actually - just a bit tense. Things have been going down on his mood lately, but he's not going to express this. He leans forward to observe the scene playing out, the Mystery Of the Egg and the Two Fire Canines. He doesn't feel like drawing attention and/or interfering, so.]

[...PLAY? OH OKAY. PLAY. Aidan can play. Tricia plays with him all the time. He yips and pounces on the dog. PLAY. WHAT GAME?]}

Edited 2011-04-02 17:36 (UTC)

_{[OH BOY OH BOY OH BOY.]

[Well of course being pounced on means that Cujo has to spazz around the Vulpix in circles making snorting noises, and then rocket off across the lobby like a spazz.]

[CHASE ME CHASE ME]}

_{[...chase? >:C Cujo you must manage a more exciting game than that. Like hide and seek. Something that requires thinking. Aidan is not just going to chase, what even.]

[Instead he'll notice the little Eevee. It smells new. He goes over with the intent to sniff it and investigate it and how tiny it is and nevermind that he was equally tiny just about three weeks ago.]

[Also I have no pokémon icons. :C]}

_{[Expecting 'thinking' out of Cujo tended to be asking a little too much of him. He'll be perfectly content to bolt back and forth across the lobby, upsetting hotel residents and staff alike. Heather trains the best Pokemon.]

[The Eevee, on the other hand, apart from being a BBY, was very calm. Heather's in the middle of cleaning shells and egg gunk out of the bag, and the Beanie-Baby-sized fox is toddling around unsteadily under the watchful eye of Claudy. .... Who turns a protective crimson glare onto Aidan and starts to sloooooowly increase in size. >8( STRANGER DANGER FEATHER RUFFLE ACTIVATE.]}

_{[She does, clearly. Aidan eyes him for a second with IF HE HAD EYEBROWS, one would be cocked, but for now it's just a manner of '..huh' and then OH GOD, BIRD. Sorry, bird. I really am. I just wanted to look at the little thing over there. Can I? I promise I'm a good fox thing.]

[AS IN he shrinks back apologetically and makes a small polite sound. SORRY MA'AM.]}

_{[NO YOU CLEARLY WANT TO EAT MY BBY. Claudy's wings slowly start to flare and a hiss starts up in her throat.]

[Fortunately, between that and the Vulpix's apologetic noises, Heather's looking over her shoulder, her attention grabbed by the sounds of confrontation.]}

Huh? ... Where'd you come from, little guy? ... And chill out, Claudy, jeez...

_{[And this is where Coop will also react, as he'd been starting to read through his notes when nothing much happened, knowing that his Vulpix is the kind of pokémon to manage fine on his own. But he looks up, again, and oh, crap, Aidan, never get between a mom and her child, didn't you know?]

[So he tucks notes in pocket, starts to walk over and calls to the fire-type-]}

Aidan.

_{[- who gives Heather a long, curious stare before obediently trotting over. Just a little reluctantly.]}

_{[Heather's already putting a hand out to make sure that Claudy doesn't go snapping at the little Vulpix, but then she looks over and sees a pair of shoes walking towards her. Gaze travels uuuuuup.]

[.... 8I;; ... o hai detective guy who I was totally antagonizing over the 'Gear awhile ago with the assumption that since he was miles away it was totally cool to do so.]}

... Hi.

_{[Yeah well, it's a small world. Especially this one. Cooper is a lineface, because while he doesn't necessarily hold a grudge, he's lost a fair amount patience with her attitude thanks to the last few times they've spoken, and YES WELL OTHER STUFF.]}

Heather.

_{[Is that a good greeting or what.]}

_{[RUH ROH.]

[Heather's good at making older people lose patience with her.]

[Needless to say, she's got one of those big sheepish grins on right now as she looks up at him.]}

Some weather, huh?!

_{[He's not very amused, but okay.]}

Some weather.

_{[He agrees, but not in a friendly manner. SORRY HEATHER weather is not going to cut it for small talk. ...he goes very non-verbal when he doesn't approve, can you tell.]}

_{[Ooooh yeah. She can feel the disapproval radiating off of him in waves.]

[Time to get outta here-- ... but between her overstuffed sports bag, the baby Eevee (who Claudy had ushered under her wing) and all the stuff of hers that she'd dumped out on the floor in a hurry to get all the eggshells out of the bag, there was way too much for her to gather up in a hurry and skedaddle with.]

[S-so. Uh....]}

[Fortunately, Awkward Sitation Dissolver Dog was here to save the day! ... By coming up behind Cooper and, as dogs do, enthusiastically shoving his cold wet nose somewhere uncomfortable. HELLO DISAPPROVING MAN!]

_{[WOAH- well, okay. It's rare to see Coop off balance, but congratulations, Cujo, for making the FBI agent stagger/stumble for a second before trying to halt the dog by sort of quickly patting his head. ANIMALS, WHAT DO. :| He's never had to deal with animals before coming here but he thiiiinks he's getting the hang of it?]}

-- this would be your starter, I take it.

_{[He's not really looking at her when asking - but not by trying to be hostile or anything, just because AAH dog stop being everywhere. The bonus in the distraction Cujo offers here is that the slight edge Coop had to his tone is softened.]

[Aidan, meanwhile? ...sooort of trying to get back to the baby Eevee. Mostly by being affectionate towards Heather. LOOK I'm a cute fox can I see your cute fox?]}

Edited 2011-04-02 20:18 (UTC)

_{[Thank god for awkward dog moments. Cujo is perfectly pleased with this attention and immediately flops down and rolls over on Cooper's feet, exposing his normally-fluffy but now-SOAKED underside. 8( BELLY RUBS.]}

Uh-- aheh, yeeep, that's Cooj.

_{[Claudy's still shooting Aidan death glares, but Heather's open enough to the Vulpix's approach-- she reaches out to tentatively scratch him behind the ears.]}

_{[But what is affection, Cujo. And there's no way Coop's going to kneel in order to give you that BELLY RUB so sorry, you'll just have to ... roll there. For a while. While he takes a step back with a sliiight frown of bewilderment. ... Really, this one would get along so well with Tricia.]}

Cooj, huh.

[Aidan would purr if he could, he's arching his back and everything. He's a cat in disguise, really, grinning hugely at Claudy. Coop, in the meantime, keeps just a bit of distance from the owl-that-isn't-his-own.]

You seem to get along well with him for someone who hates dogs.

_{[8( ... 8( .... 8( .... 8) well okay he's fine with rolling around too. He paws at Cooper's knees as he does so though. Just... because he can, I guess.]}

Yeah. S'short for something. Bonus points if you get the literary reference.

_{[Claudy, meanwhile, just sends Aidan a sour glare. Little suck-up. >8( She starts to shuffle back over to the bag. >8( COME ON BBY WE ARE GOING HOME.]}

_{[... but Cujo you are soaking wet. ...oh welllll.]

[And it only takes him a few seconds - that book had been a bit of a hype when it was released, what, eight years ago?]}

Cujo? I guess that is appropriate.

_{[Aidan is totally unaffected by the huge glaring owl. He's spent plenty of time around another huge glaring owl, so Claudy's got nothing on him! He walks around Heather's legs sneakily getting closer to the bag. Ah, curiosity in the young.]}

_{[GONNA GET WATER AND MUD ALL OVER YOUR PAAAAANTS~]}

Bonus points awarded.

_{[It was appropriate in more ways than one, given the genre of Heather's story-- but whoops, fourth-wall breaking.]

[Claudy was nudging the stumbly little baby towards the bag hurriedly, but she immediately puffs up and hisses as the Vulpix nears. Heather shoots her an admonishing look.]}

Dude. Claudy. Seriously, chill the fuck out.

_{[Oh well at least he owns more than one suit.]}

I hope he doesn't cause your Noctowl too much stress.

_{[Coop sighs, vaguely, and calls for Aidan again, this time indicating that he stays by his feet. Which the Vulpix does, but again somewhat reluctantly. ..until he figures that HEY CUJO, and pounces on him again. CAN WE PLAY A BETTER GAME NOW?]}

She's not stressed, she's just pissy for some reason... c'mon, Claudy, put on your big girl panties and deal with it.

_{[Cujo looks THRILLED to have a playmate and once he's pounced on, he starts rolling around even harder, legs flailing.]}

It's the natural maternal instinct. Aggressive behaviour tends to be displayed whenever someone or something tries to get between a mother and her child and it appears your Noctowl considers the Eevee to be her baby.

_{[This information brought to you matter-of-factly as he takes another step away from the flailing dog. Aidan darts away in order to hide and let Cujo seek, because that is a fun game!]}

_{[The immediate response that springs to Heather's mind is 'No shit, Sherlock', but then she remembers how shaky the ground she's on with Cooper is and wisely decides against it for the moment.]}

Well, yeah, I figured as much...

_{[Cujo catches on instantly and rolls onto his feet in a flail of fur. He is VERY good at seeking, because he is of course a great tracker. He's just not so good at the hiding part because it involves creative thought and he usually just goes into sensory overload and defaults to Run Around A Lot.]}

_{[Good girl, Heather. And hey, the 'for some reason' indicated not knowing, and Coop is nothing if not informative.]

[Watching the two fire canines derp about, Cooper doesn't immediately answer. He figures he can't leave as long as they're playing (Aidan has leapt upon a non-occupied table and is curled up behind a vase of flowers) and he doesn't really want to interrupt the game unless Heather does, but he's not your number one fan when it comes to small talk. But looking back at her, he quirks an eyebrow slightly, as she's still dripping everywhere.]}

Aren't you cold?

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[action] AM I LATE, I don't really care, THEY HAVE TO MEET.

[action] NO YOU'RE NOT LET AND YES THEY MUST. -AT LAST-.

[action] AFTER ALL THESE MONTHS

[action] THE TIME HAS FINALLY COME FOR HER TO ANNOY HIM IN PERSON

[action] I FEEL SO BAD FOR HIM ALREADY

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

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