foolishwren | 100. [Video/Action for Saffron City]

_{[Wow.]

[That Vulpix on the screen sure looks pissed.]

[The ironic presence of the happy leftover Christmas lights behind it doesn't help.]

[A heavy sigh sounds from off-camera.]}

Man.

Leave it to her to get one last dig in just when I thought it was over.

_{[But Heather apparently isn't gonna elaborate on who 'her' is... though anyone who witnessed Heather's fiery freakout over the summer and knew what it was about might have a decent guess.]

[The camera just shifts as she gets up-- it lingers briefly on what looks like a box filled with crumpled wrapping paper-- in the middle of it sit two large eggs.]}

Hopefully the other living presents we got this year'll be friendlier.

_{[She turns the camera around at last and sort of regards it for a moment, chewing absent-mindedly on her lip. She's got a big wooly winter hat on, so either she just got in or she's about to go out. Probably the latter.]}

... Screw this year, man. Bring on the new one.

_{[HAPPY NEW YEAR ERRYBODY.]}

[ooc: ANYONE IN SAFFRON CITY IS FREE TO RUN INTO HEATHER, or assume she randomly stopped by wherever they are.]

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_{[Okay, she can't help but laugh slightly as she raises her hands.]}

Okay, okay, no more apologizing. I promise.

From here on out, things are square. Okay?

Sounds fair to me!

[Crow gives her a grin, placing his hands on his hips. He then glances at the gift she got from Hurricane, his expression turning somewhat smug.]

Guess it fits you... Feather.

_{[... It actually takes her a minute to notice that's a godawful pun rather than a slip of the tongue.]}

... Feather?

_{[Crow what.]}

[You mean "amazing", right? Because Crow sure seems to think so.]

Why not? 'S pretty neat, if you ask me!

[And it's not like he's biased or something, hush.]

_{[She's not sure about NEAT, but she won't lie. The nickname's pretty cute. Which is why she doesn't look mad about it. And also why she won't mention that 'Feather' would make a great stripper name.]

[She's grinning.]}

I dunno, I think I'm too hardcore and gritty to have a nice soft name like Feather. What d'you think I am, some kinda sissy?

[Admittedly, it is sort of cute, but that isn't the main reason why he came up with it. Crow lets out a slightly irritated huff at her reaction, though.]

Heeey, who said feathers are weak?

[That's almost insulting. Feathers are hardcore. Badass, even. Especially his Black Feathers, of course.

The duelist smirks again.]

Better not underestimate 'em, y'know.

_{[Quirking a brow, she holds the feather up, twirling it a little and smirking at him, tone teasing.]}

Yeah? So what can this thing do that I shouldn't underestimate?

Oh, I dunno. [But judging by his mocking voice, he so does.] Maybe this, for example?

["This" being a heap of snow falling down from a tree's branch directly on Heather, courtesy of Hurricane, who flew up there during their conversation.

ENJOY.]

_{[... Touche.]

[Heather lets out the universal squeal of OH MY GOD IT WENT DOWN THE BACK OF MY SHIRT and stumbles backwards, snow rolling off of her and tumbling to the sidewalk]}

AUGH!

CROW!

I meant what could FEATHERS do, not the things that happen to be covered in them!

[You'll have to forgive him, Heather, but Crow can't really answer that right now, as he's too busy laughing his ass off.

Please hold the line...]

[OKAY he's done. Crow clears his throat a bit before speaking up again.]

Seriously though. Feathers are pretty and may appear fragile, but they hold strength to carry birds across the sky. [He makes a pause, looking up to the sky with a somewhat dreamy expression.] So you could say that in a sense, each and every of 'em has the power to make the impossible possible...

[He turns back to Heather, offering her a goofy smile.]

... And it rhymes!

[That last part being more of "why it fits" rather than "what it can do", but hey, it still works.]

_{[Well, the subtleties of feathers will have to wait for the moment, because Heather isn't the sort to take a snow attack lying down.]

[Somewhere around the middle of Crow's speech she sticks the feather into her hat securely and then bends down to scoop some of the fallen snow into her hands, packing it.]

[By the time he's turned back to her? He's got a snowball aimed squarely in his direction. HEADS UP!]}

[And said snowball smashes right into his face.]

...

[Oh, so that's how it's gonna be, huh? He's being all deep and meaningful over here, and she responds by starting a snowball fight.]

Now you've done it.

[Crow shoves the snow off his face furiously, crouching and grabbing a handful of snow from the ground. Forming a snowball himself, he sends it flying in her direction. BACK AT YA, HEATHER.]

_{[By committing the act of throwing a snowball, one automatically resigns oneself to being hit back. Heather doesn't even try to dodge, just ducks her head and lifts an arm to shield her face from incoming missiles.]}

You asked for it!

_{[She's already bending down to quickly craft another one.]}

[This, of course, means war, and Crow is already preparing more snowballs for his arsenal.]

Like hell I did! You started it!

[Well no, Hurricane did, but out of the two of them, she was the first one to attack.]

I'll finish it, too!

_{[She pitches another one at his head as he's bending down to gather snow-- all that orange hair makes a great target, even at night.]}

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