004. Video

[foolishwren]

<sub>[It's dark-- lit softly by only the glowing computer screens on the counter and there's not much to be heard at first except for the rain just pelting down against the Cherrygrove Pokemon Center's windows. It's always a little crowded in the Centers, but it looks like it's at that witching hour where just about everyone-- trainers, their Pokemon, the nurses-- has either drifted into sleep or drifted into corners on their own to partake in whatever quiet activities they might want to on a depressing, rainy night.]

[Heather slumped behind the counter, just sort of watching the screen at first to make sure it's on, before speaking in a sort of hushed tone. She doesn't look too happy. Worried, actually.]</sub>

Been awhile since I talked to this thing. Anyway, I've been working at the Cherrygrove Center for some cash-- run into quite a few of you and stuff, so it's been cool. I was kinda bummed about being stuck here working, but I sure don't regret it now... If there's not flooding of Biblical proportions outside by tomorrow, I'll eat my boots.

And did you all get a load of that hail a little while ago? Intense.

<sub>[She trails off there, realizing there wasn't much of a point to this whole transmission. She was just kind of rambling-- and bothering other people because she couldn't sleep. She kept telling herself it was just the pounding rain that was making her uneasy, but the truth was, that wasn't really it at all.]

[She looks down briefly-- the screen doesn't show it but her Pokemon are curled up at her feet behind the counter.]</sub>

... Anyway... S'late but I'm bored and don't feel like sleeping. Think I'm gonna make some tea.

_{[... A pause.]}

... I don't even like tea. That much. ... Oh well. If anybody else is in town and wants some, I won't be able to drink all of it so come on over to the Center and we'll have a fuckin' tea party.

And it'll be awesome.

<sub>[She doesn't really expect anybody to come, she was just throwin' that out there. In case anyone in some corner she hadn't noticed was checking their messages and had a sudden hankering for hot leaf water and company that would probably be grumpy and unsettled.

And of COURSE she's not addressing the real reasons she's so jittery out loud.]

[CLICK.]



[ooc: If your character's in Cherrygrove or the Center itself, feel free to have your character be chillin' there in person!]</sub>

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[trouser-chimp.livejournal.com]

Thank you for your undeserved kindness. I certainly wouldn't want to hog all of the necessary items, but this little one could use them. Please pour a cup for... it.

[Gives another long bow, with wet hair sticking to his face. Then he's off to the medicine cabinets, slowly, leaving a trail of wet footprints. Any closer inspection would reveal little bumps on his head, most likely getting bonked from hail. Once the towels have been retrieved, he sets aside his items, and sits on his knees, beginning to dry off his Igglybuff, who coos in response.]

I'm sorry, little one, if my hands are too tough.

[foolishwren]

[.... Yeah, okay, guy. You are... really weird.... Wait was it a dude or a chick? ...Not that Heather, you know, cares. She's seen plenty of weirdos back in Portland. ... And, you know, Silent Hill. But still. Weirdo.]

_{[She nods and pours a little plastic cup of tea because... they were the only cups she could find. Then she just sort of watches. With a subtly disturbed expression.]}

[trouser-chimp.livejournal.com]

[Once finished, he folds the towel neatly, then gets up, aiming for the cup.]

You have our eternal gratitude for your kindness. If there is anything I can do to repay you, please let me know, although I'm sure I would mess it up in some terrible fashion.

[smilesmilesmile~ as if this is all perfectly normal and natural. He half expects you to throw the tea on his face. And yes, it may be hard to tell if this is a man or a woman... considering he is wearing a dress.]

[foolishwren]

No, uh... you're good. Don't worry about it. <sub>[She hands him the cup. Pretty sure a favor from him might wind up bring more of a hindrance than a boon.]

[And no, she can't actually tell if it was a man or a woman. But... you know. Whatever. She'd... deal.]</sub>

[trouser-chimp.livejournal.com]

Thank you very much, most generous woman.

[And another deep bow, before he retreats back to his pokemon, giving it the tea. But Igglybuff makes a little protest, insisting Ritsu have some as well.]

Ah... thank you as well, I am deeply humbled by the kindness all around.

[Sipsip. Well, he seems happy, at least.]

[foolishwren]

_{[Well, okay. Heather can deal with weirdness as long as it's not... sobby, nose-drippy weirdness. She sits back with her own tea, listening to the rain patter down against the glass.]}

You're uh... welcome. ... And you can call me Heather. Less of a mouthful than 'most generous woman'.

[trouser-chimp.livejournal.com]

I'm deeply honored to know my savior's name. I am Ritsu.

[and, have another deep bow.]

[foolishwren]

_{[... Savior? ... God, this night just got weirder and weirder.]}

Er... you're welcome.

_{[She just sipped at her tea. Wtf was with the bowing.]}