foolishwren | 67. [4TH WALL EVENT POST]

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Current Location: WHEREVER SHE NEEDS TO BE.

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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I-- ... uh... yeah, I think that'd be be-- ... d'you want some help finding your hand...?

_{[ Jack probably would have sniffed if he had a nose. ;-; That...had not happened before.]}

That...would be nice. Yes, please.

_{[Keeping an eye on Heather's guardian angel, Jack shuffles around them and scans the ground for his hand. He makes sure not to turn his back to them.]}

_{[Shooting a glare at her unwanted bodyguard, Heather bent down and started hunting for the hand.]}

_{[Jack does more useless fumbling on the ground than legit looking. HE IS A LITTLE DISTRACTED.]}

Why is...why is he so cross with me?

_{[Valtiel sure wasn't going to pipe up about it any time soon.]}

_{[Heather mutters out of the side of her mouth.]}

It's not you, it's-- ... he's overprotective.

_{[SORT OF LIKE DAD, BUT... NOT.]}

_{[Jack lowers his voice.]}

I don't mean to be rude, but if he's not your friend, who is he?

_{[... Sigh.]}

... Sort of a guardian angel.

That I don't want.

.....

_{[Jack glances back at the angel and pulls a <8/ before letting his expression flatten back out.]}

It takes all sorts, I guess.

_{[A pale, boney hand finally comes scurrying up to them. Val had a good arm on him.]}

There you are!

_{[... OOOKAY. That's a little creepy too to be honest.]}

Well, uh...

_{[Jack picks up his hand, which seems very glad to 'see' him as anybody's hand would after being yanked off and hurled away, and fixes it back onto the end of his arm. He flexes his fingers and gives Heather a wobbly grin.]}

No harm done, yeah?

Yeah, uh...

_{[AHAHA THIS IS SO AWKWARD. Heather's expression makes it obvious that she'd RATHER be in Jack's company than Valtiel's.]}

_{[Jack has never felt so unwelcome around one of his own (to his knowlage) kind before. Once he's sure his hand is in order, he dusts off a little and gives Heather a pitiful wave with it.]}

See you 'round, then?

_{[POOR THING IT'S OKAY JACK YOU AND HEATHER CAN GO GET ICE CREAM OR SOMETHING LATER.]}

Yeah... I'm uh... real sorry about this.

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