84. FOURTH WALL video/action/whatever. GO NUTS. Backdated a little to the morning.

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Another day, another long shift at work. Heather doesn't really mind, though. It's one hell of a difference between the hectic stress of the job in the department store that she had last year. What a difference having SANE bosses can make, even if the job is more boring.]

[As the morning sun creeps higher behind the snowclouds and lights up the powder drifting down from the sky, Heather is seated at one of the stools behind the counter in the diner where she now works, and is making herself incredibly useful by balancing all the salt-shakers she can find on top of one another.]

[And then putting all those little sealed packets of sliced cheese she can find on top of THOSE.]

[It's a quiet morning, okay? Leave her alone!]

[Needless to say, one of the owners of the diner-- an old married couple-- spots his newest employee working on the Leaning Tower of Cheesa and just sort of shakes his head, sighing. Kids these days.]</sub>

Miss Mason, as much as I hate to stifle the budding artist in you, the soda machines need cleaning.

_{[Heather heaves an enormously-dramatic mock sigh as she gets up.]}

Ugh, finnneeee. You're just jealous of my deeply creative spirit.

You got me. I'm turning green. Dish-soap should be in the back.

<sub>[Having chill bosses is AWESOME. Heather had decided she liked having bosses she could banter with almost as soon as she got the job. She sticks her tongue out at him as she passes, on her way to the back door. And then she has an idea!]

[Pulling out her 'Gear, she hits the network button.]</sub>

HEY GUYS. Who wants to watch me CLEAN SHIT?

<sub>[Because clearly if she had to do boring things, it would improve everybody else's lives to watch her do them.]

[But behind her, the boss clears his throat meaningfully, and Heather rolls her eyes.]</sub>



Oh, that's just Danny!



_{[OOC: COME AT ME BROS. Feel free to assume that Heather is elsewhere if you don't feel like dealing with Danny-- 4th Wall is like CRACK: THE EVENT, so I'm happy to stick her wherever.]}

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[Heather doesn't really have an excuse to find this as funny as she does. She's never even DONE coke, and she hasn't even been high since before she ever came here. But for some reason, it's just REALLY FUNNY.]

[She SNORTS.]</sub>

PFFFT-- god, I HOPE not... hang on...

_{[Scrubbing at her own eyes, she turns around to peer back into the porthole-- ... and freezes.]}

... Aw, hell.

_{[He's gone. :I;; ]}

[burnsfirst.livejournal.com]

_{[The tone of her voice does make Laura giggle even more, but once she catches her breath she's mostly able to calm down - inbetween the occasional giggle or two, the kind you almost always get when trying to stop laughing. It's in the middle of one of those she spins just a little on the stool again, bracing her hands on the counter as she leans back a little.]}

What? What is it?

_{[Still a sort of CRAZY little pitch to her voice there, but she's okay, really.]}

[foolishwren]

_{[Heather just... sort of turns around. With that classic WELLP face.]}

... He's gone.

_{[Danny was truly a corpse of plentiful talents.]}

[burnsfirst.livejournal.com]

<sub>[Well, that certainly puts the shock back in place, and she stands on her knees on the stool to see if she can see for herself.]

[It makes sense, really, that people disappear as well as they reappear, even bodies, but just ... dead men DISAPPEARING is much more creepy than them just appearing. Because in theory you still know where a dead body IS.]

[Apparently not here.]

[So her voice comes out a little small, completely void of laughter now.]</sub>

Where did he go?

_{[It's your dead body, Heather, you should know.]}

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Yeah. Oh, Silent Hill.]

[Heather's backed up a little from the porthole, but sure enough, there doesn't appear to be a body hanging there anymore. And there's no broken strands of rope either, so it didn't just... fall to the floor or anything.]</sub>

... Your guess is as good as mine.

Back home, I hope.

<sub>[But she doesn't sound too sure of herself.]

[Of all the things that could possibly have been transported here from the Otherworld, Danny is probably the most harmless of them all. But all the same...]</sub>

[burnsfirst.livejournal.com]

<sub>[Laura draws her hands up and down her arms, suddenly feeling cold again. Dead people aren't supposed to move. Much less disappear. If the dead guy from last night had done that ...]

[And just like that, she wants to go and check on him. Check if a corpse is still pitifully hidden somewhere in Ghostwood. She holds herself as she sits down properly, looking a little lost again.]

[The trees, the trees.]</sub>

Do dead people have homes?

[foolishwren]

_{[She turns away from the door, letting out a shaky sigh before making a slightly cryptic statement.]}

That one does.