foolishwren | 67. [4TH WALL EVENT POST]

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67. [4TH WALL EVENT POST]

_{[So that night, y'know, Heather and presumably a lot of other people getting ready to head off from Olivine in the morning after all that stormy chaos had all either conked out in the Center or checked into the (distinctly crappier than Goldenrod's, for the record-- PEH) local inn for the night.]

[And in the morning, all would be normal and Heather'd head off back to Goldenrod with her dad and everything would be totally chill.]}

_{[... Or not.]}

~*~

[ooc: SO FOR THE DURATION OF THE EVENT, HEATHER WILL BE WANDERING AROUND WITH A CERTAIN UNWANTED GUARDIAN ANGEL IN TOW. That said, if you just wanna subject Heather to whatever crack you want, by all means TAG AWAY as though Valtiel's just a fly on the wall. He's pretty good at that. SO HIT ME WITH YOUR WTF-IEST, GUYS!]

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_{[Man, if you think VALTIEL'S bad, you should see the GOD Heather had to kill...]}

That's an ang-- .... what the hell?

You're... uh. Glowing.

[Surely the sight would make Crow appreciate the appearance of his world's gods...]

You don't say! I can see-- [GROAN] --and feel that much. But in the world--

[Thinking, thinking, DING! What usually causes his birthmark to respond like that?]

Uh, Heather? I might sound crazy asking that, but... Do you or that... guy... have something to do with some gods?

[AWKWARD ENSURES.]

_{[... And Heather will stop and STARE. Awkward ensues indeed.]}

... Why are you asking that?

'Cause, uh.

[... Aw, hell, the jig's up anyway.]

--Long story short, I'm a servant of a god. I can tell when someone has connection to some other god because then, well. You can see for yourself what happens. [He points at his ~*~glowing~*~ forearm.] It reacted to something just now, sooo I figured...

_{[... The servant of a god. Suddenly Heather's looking over at Crow a LOT more coldly. Yeah, she's met servants of God before.]}

... Yeah. Yeah, I see.

[Hey, he's not some crazy occultist that would rip her beating heart out of her chest on an altar if given a chance, okay? And it's not like he even had a say in whether he wants to become one.

He raises his eyebrow at her because HOLY CRAP, the look she just gave him. Is it Ice Age or something?]

--You okay?

_{[Sorry, Crow! She's just had-- ... two (relatively short... thanks to the fact that one ended EARLY...) lifetimes' worth of bad experiences with people who claimed to serve God. Claimed to serve HER, even.]}

What kind of god?

_{[Ignoring his question.]}

[That makes two of them, albeit he's only had one lifetime ~~unless he had another one 5,000 years ago, but who can tell?~~, so he's not that fond of this entire god business as a whole, but hey, it's not like he can help being stuck in it.

Crow's confusion only grows at the unexpected question. Where does he even start with that?]

... Crimson Dragon. [He pauses, then kind of realizes that doesn't explain anything to anyone who hasn't been studying his world's Peruvian mythology day and night.] That's, uh... a Peruvian god that fights the Wicked Gods every 5,000 years to prevent them from destroying the world... [And then he gives her a goofy grin, because wow, that's a new level of awkward.] Sounds kinda insane, huh?

Not insane.

_{[Just... not necessarily trustworthy.]}

Have you ever heard of the God of Snakes and Reeds?

[He tilts his head, thinking. That doesn't sound like any of the gods he's met... except maybe for Scar-Red Nova, but that wouldn't make sense.]

Nope, never heard of it.

Hm.

.... Well, see ya.

_{[... Is she trying to just walk off and leave the conversation there? ... Yes. Yes, she is. Are you gonna let her get away with that, Crow?]}

[CROW IS CONFUSED! ... Seriously, what the heck's wrong with her? No matter what the answer to that might be, he doesn't like it. Frowning, he follows her. Nope, miss, you're not gonna get rid of him so easily.]

Oi, what's with that attitude?

Nothing. You're imagining it.

_{[She doesn't look at him, just keeps walking. ... Valtiel, on the other hand, is noticing some serious FOLLOWING going on. >8I He's not a fan of people who follow Heather around. Best be watchin yoself, Crow...]}

[You say that like you expect Crow to have some self-preservation instinct. Completely ignoring both the angel's angry face (or... lack thereof) and Heather's apparent sulk, he speeds up and stands in her way.]

Oh, sure, you're not trying to walk away pretending this conversation never happened! It's all in my head, I bet. [Spoiler: you're not fooling him, Heather.]

Seriously now. What's wrong?

_{[Heather halts at last, with Valtiel standing behind her and looking pointedly (and... er... eyelessly) at Crow. Of course, Heather doesn't look much happier. She folds her arms and glares.]}

It's none of your business!

_{[... Even if he totally WAS able to just sort of... tell. Somehow.]}

[For a moment, he just stands there, dumbstruck. Then he shakes his head, placing his hands on his hips and looking rather... serious. Seems like he isn't letting her through.]

It is my business if you're upset because of me.

[Which is... pretty obvious at this point]

Yeah, well, BELIEVE me, you don't wanna know. Get outta my way.

_{[Ooooh. She MAD.]}

...

[He folds his arms with a determined expression, not moving an inch.]

Sorry, ain't happening.

_{[Let it be known that Heather... is not the best person to trifle with. Her eyes narrow a little bit. Valtiel starts to move forward but she throws her arm out.]}

... Are you a God-fearing person?

[Alas, Crow isn't the type of person to give up just because of that. Really though, he does that because he cares.

As for the question, he doesn't even need to think about it.]

No. [... Well, that's blunt.]

_{[Unfortunately, Heather is very much the type of person to lash out irrationally. And she was kind of sort of already in a bad mood thanks to Buttface McWrinkles back there.]

[So she shrugs, making like she's going to walk around him... aaaaand then abruptly swings a very hard fist at the side of his head. HEATHER DOES NOT MAKE GOOD DECISIONS.]}

Look, I-- WHA--!! [Okay, THAT was unexpected, not to mention unnecessary. And getting hit by a really angry teenager is never fun. Thaaat will probably leave a bruise.]

--The hell was that for?! [Is she racist against people with glowing forearms or something?]

To put the fear of God INTO you, jackass! Now get the HELL out of my way!

_{[That's right, Crow. Say hello to the Daughter of God. ... And the Mother of God. Who kind of IS a god. ... And also a saint. Silent Hill is weird.]}

[Perhaps it's good his birthmark doesn't tell him what kind of connection she has to god, or else he'd be even more confused.

Instead, he slowly shakes his head. They're not going anywhere with this if he doesn't even know what's wrong in the first place and Heather doesn't seem willing to discuss it anyway.]

Can't say it worked.

[He doesn't really... move aside, but he won't stop her anymore if he chooses to go past him.]

_{[In Silent Hill, one thing can be many things. It's a little crazy like that.]

[Indeed, Heather storms right past him. She's not being fair to the poor guy, and she KNOWS it-- but this isn't the first time her anger has gotten the better of her.]

[Valtiel passes as well, though he pauses to give Crow a particularly threatening, eyeless glare-- a thin black tongue flicking out of a crack on the back of his head-- before moving on.]}

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