Heather Mason (
foolishwren) wrote2011-10-10 08:21 pm
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80. [Voice/Action] Locked to Rise, backdated to the evening of October 6th
[TIME IS SHORT. The Tournament's only lasting so long, so Heather's gotta take advantage of the time she's in-town while she can. It's time to make good on a promise.]
[Which is why she's hurrying down the darkening streets of Goldenrod City for the first time in a good few months, hastily following the directions she's got written down on a scrap of paper. With the fights starting first thing in the morning, she's gotta squeeze out every last drop of bonding time the night will hold.]
[When she does reach her destination (with just a FEW wrong turns in the process), her first reaction is to stop and let out an impressed whistle.]
[... And then tug her PokeGear out of her pocket.]
[VOICE, to Rise]
RISE.
Your house is huge. Come let me in.
[Which is why she's hurrying down the darkening streets of Goldenrod City for the first time in a good few months, hastily following the directions she's got written down on a scrap of paper. With the fights starting first thing in the morning, she's gotta squeeze out every last drop of bonding time the night will hold.]
[When she does reach her destination (with just a FEW wrong turns in the process), her first reaction is to stop and let out an impressed whistle.]
[... And then tug her PokeGear out of her pocket.]
RISE.
Your house is huge. Come let me in.
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I guess we'll have to keep the partay level down to ... like, maybe a six.
HEY, speakin' of the tournament! You gonna be there watching?
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[ Rise would never pass up a support opportunity. ]
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[She removes one hand from cradling the Hoothoot and holds it up for a high five.]
Man, I'm gonna have way more support at this thing than I EVER had at my track meets back home. [... Douglas had shown up sometimes after her father had died, but that was pretty much it. Depressing.]
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[ and then she's grinning and doing a little bounce for a high five. ]
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Yep! I was on the track team for the last couple years of high school.
... Joined it so that I'd have something to do after school that'd keep me away from... all the stupid bad-kid crap I was getting up to before.
[Drinking, smoking, fighting, vandalism, minor theft ... yeeeeaah, for good reason, her father'd thought it a good idea for her to stay away from temptation, even if she HAD decided to sever her ties with those old crowds all by herself.]
Worked pretty well, to be honest!
[... And it had been a necessary distraction from the aftermath of her SILENT HILL ADVENTURE, in that last year...]
Not to mention, it wound up being great practice for all the running I wound up... y'know. Having to do.
[NEENER NEENER NEENER MONSTERS, YOU CAN'T CATCH ME I'M ON THE TRACK TEAM.]
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Mental image hard to swallow?
[She shifts the Hoothoot to her other arm, picking up a swagger.]
You'd be surprised. Not ALL my strategies involve just hitting things until they die, y'know.
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[... She tried to do a girly tone for that, but oh god she's so rusty at sounding like a ditz. Ow. Let's not do that again.]
[COUGH.]
So anyway... yeah, Tournament starts faaaairly early in the morning, I think, but we are rebels so I say we just stay up forever. Yes, no?
[... She'll wind up asleep by four.]
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[ perfectly straight-faced. ]
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[She still absolutely thinks that Teddie is a forty-year-old man who writes Berenstein Bears fanfiction, so...]
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Kanzeon's pretty good at guarding.
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[DO NOT WANT MASCOT COSTUME LOOMING OVER ME WHILE I SLEEP RISE. You saw Robbie the Rabbit. YOU UNDERSTAND RIGHT?]
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[Between Kanzeon and Arty, Heather knows all about how ferocious Furrets can be.]
SO. Diiiiiiid you get ice cream?
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Did you think I'd forget it? I've only got about nine different flavors!
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... Well? Time's a-wastin'!
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[Heather pokes through the available cartons thoughtfully, even stroking an imaginary beard, as it necessary for any important decision. Then she plucks one out of the lineup.]
Gonna have to go with rocky road. There's nuts in it. Nuts have protein. Protein is good for building muscles, right? Gotta get ready for tomorrow.
[... yeah because eating ice cream with nuts in it is totally going to affect fighting ability. AT LEAST SHE'S NOT BEING SERIOUS.]
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[ sure, Heather, she'll humor you. ]
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And they're all puffy and light, so I'll just absorb their essence to be quick on my feet and stuff.
[THIS IS SCIENCE.]
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You might be right.
... Maybe I'll just eat around the marshmallows.
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oh wow I absolutely did not get a notif for this FFFFUUUUUUU
IT'S OKAY
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