foolishwren | 65. [Video/Action for Goldenrod] backdated to late afternoon May 21

_{[Johto had gotten a brief taste of summer, but it looked like they were subject to belated April showers for awhile longer...]}

[Normally Heather wouldn't mind so much-- being cooped up did make her a little stir-crazy, but it just meant the sun's next appearance would be all the more satisfying-- but she'd kind of wanted to, y'know, keep showing her dad the NEW WORLD they were currently inhabiting. Oh well. Stuck in the hotel for the time being, it looks like.]

[Besides, she's... got another matter to think about right now.]

Bet you'd get along with Butch...

_{[She pats the enormous pink hide of the drowsy Slowbro lying on the carpeted floor next to her absent-mindedly, watching the rain trickle down the window. On one of the plush seats scattered in various locations around the lobby, Godzilla sprawls, looking a little sulky-- sulkier than usual, even. But then, it's nothing new for him to be a little petulant.]}

[As for Heather, she looks sort of thoughtful, and a little melancholy, when she addresses the network. The rain today is ... somehow appropriate.]

Hey, so...

I don't know if anyone else here really... uh, knew him, but... James S-- .... Sunderland disappeared sometime pretty recently. He left a bunch of his Pokemon behind... um... I guess if anyone knew him and uh... wants to take care of one of 'em...

_{[She gives Pinky-- ugh, Pinky, what a lame name... she won't change it, out of respect for James, but maybe she'll call him something a little less... doofy. Pink, maybe. Like Pink Floyd!-- another pat on the head. The big Pokemon rumbles sleepily.]}

[Meanwhile, Godzilla glares over from behind Heather in a generally surly manner. He's been getting shunted aside in favor of all these new Pokemon lately and he doesn't like it. AND he's hungry AND his head is kinda hurting AND he's bored and wants attention. >8( He lets out a huff, which goes unnoticed by Heather, who continues talking.]

Anyway, he and his wife are both gone now. He didn't... talk a whole lot, so I guess it's probably safe to say not many people knew hi-- cut it out, Zilla, I'm doin' something.

_{[The Totodile, which had been pawing slightly at the hem of her vest, withdraws with a surly expression. HMPH.]}

But yeah.

James's gone.

Otherwise... uh, how about this weather, huh?

_{[Godzilla lets out a squeaky snarl, covering his ear-holes with a wince. UGH. Everything is making him so MAD right now. Especially the fact that he's being blown off! His trainer is so MEAN!]}

[So mean.]

[It happens very quickly. There's a flash of ivory teeth as the strong-jawed crocodile Pokemon suddenly surges out of his seat and clamps his jaws down with an awful snap around Heather's bare elbow.]

[The girl's face goes from casual to shocked in the space of a split second before the 'Gear goes flying.]

YEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGHHH---!

_{[ooc: Action replies can either be in the Goldenrod hotel lobby or in the Pokemon Center ten or fifteen minutes after the broadcast!]}

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[Oh hi there Heather.

Oh hi there sad Heather.

Hi sad Heather that just got attacked by her Pokemon what.]

Heather! [Aoko will run over to try and help you now.]

[HOLY WHAT THE SWEET MOTHER OF POCKY IS THIS]

Heather--?!

Oh god, are you alright?

What--!

HEATHER!

_{[Oh God oh God he was pretty sure human arms couldn't be re-attached simply as his used to be!]}

H-He just bit you!

[It's bad enough that his Absol's been tense all day, and trying to get him to relax has been a losing battle. But paging through what's going on on the network and suddenly hearing a scream? That's bad. And worth making sure everything's under control, at least.]

Oi, you okay?

_{[Not sad so much as... well, melancholy. By this point, she'd grown far too used to losing people. And James... well. James was just the sort to disappear, you know? He was one of those people who fell between the cracks...]

[But needless to say, James is the LAST person on her mind at the moment.]}

FUCKING GODDAMN MEALY-MOUTHED WHOREMONGLER!

_{[There's blood. There's a LOT of blood. Aoko might wind up with some of it splashed on her.]

[Heather is all but SNARLING in pain and anger alike at the blue reptile hanging off of her arm.]}

_{[OTACON HALP]

[Channel your inner nerd and try to remember what Steve Irwin did when crocodiles attacked him or something!]}

Get OFF me, you sunnovabitch crap-guzzling SHITLIZARD!!

_{[Buckling at the knees, Heather's staggered away from her seat at this point, the Totodile hanging determinedly off of her elbow.]}

DO I LOOK LIKE I'M ALL RIGHT?!

_{[S-sorry, Hikari. Heather's not in the most reasonable of moods right now-- and right about then, someone steps on the 'Gear, shutting off the connection-- more replies will likely come a little later, once Heather's not... bleeding everywhere.]}

_{[That is possibly the most accurate summary of the entire scenario unfolding possible. Ironhide gets +3 points.]

[There's a whole lot of creative (and painful-sounding) cursing going on and more than once, the Totodile flashes in front of the screen as he's swung wildly around in an attempt to dislodge him from the arm he's ferociously clinging to.]

[This is why only Steve Irwin had the balls to make a TV show about hugging crocodiles. STUFF LIKE THIS HAPPENS.]}

_{[You're right, Jack. They can't.]

[Unfortunately, he won't be getting a reply until some time later-- and the first thing he'll see are the white sterile walls of the Pokemon Center. ... And a still slightly-bloody Heather.]}

Uhm....

_{[SORRY I FREAKED YOU OUT BY BEING ATTACKED BY MY OWN POKEMON.]}

_{[Even in the throes of pain as she staggers backwards, knees buckled and blood running down both her arm and the jaws of the Totodile still doggedly hanging from her flesh by the teeth, Heather finds the presence of mind to look up and STARE.]}

-- ... No SHIT, sherlock!

[WELP. So much for greeting her with a hey. Now he's greeting her with a--]

OI! Hea-- [... and rushing toward her in an attempt to unclamp the Totodile from her elbow]

What the hell, 'Zilla?!

_{[Disasters. Disasters everywhere.]

[Needless to say, Ryner does not get a reply right off the bat... But when he does, the first thing he gets is a very disgruntled-looking face.]}

No.

_{[What the hell INDEED! The little Totodile can be grumpy-- as anyone who's hung out with Heather for any length of time knows-- but rarely has he ever actually chomped down on anything that's alive and capable of feeling pain.]

[Heather's stumbling back away from the little lounge... table-thing that she'd been sitting on, fighting not to let out a gargling HOWL of pain. There is blood. OW.]}

FUCK! Fucking goddamnit to HELL!

_{[Zilla, with narrowed, sort-of bloodshot eyes, continues to hang on with all his might, even GROWLING at Kaito when the magician grabs him to try and pull him off.]}

HEATHER! Please say you've still got both arms! What on earth happened?

[Since he can't... actually get there and help... he does the next best thing. He barks orders into the comm.]

Calm down! Quit thrashing and get it in its container!

[Who knows if it'll help or not.]

[Uh.]

What the fuck?

_{[Heather's never been one to follow orders, but when she's got a miniature dinosaur hanging off of her arm like a LEECH? She's open to being reasoned with.]

[That doesn't make her sound any less mad when she hollers in the 'Gear's general direction.]}

Jesus CHRIST, I'm trying!!

_{[OW OW OW OW his mouth is probably cleaner than a double-head's, but the teeth are three times as sharp AUGH.]

[Teeth gritted, she fumbles for the PokeBall she usually keeps Godzilla in with slippery fingers.]}

_{[With a deep and embarrassed sigh, she holds up a heavily-bandaged arm, wincing.]}

Quit trying! Just do it.

[He only shouts because he's concerned, really.]

_{[A very astute observation, good sir.]

[However, his eloquent summary of the situation may be cut short on account of the Totodile being flailed in his general direction right about now. And the blood. Ow.]}

_{[ Le WHEEEEEZE.]}

You almost gave me a heart attack...What's gotten into him?

_{[The reason half the people in Azalea aren't dead? Dennis is in his poke'ball, that's why.]}

[... Santa knows a lot of things but how to get a crocodile off your arm is not one of them.]

Uh, shit—you want me to send something out or something...? Fuck...!

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