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104. [Video]

_{[As is fairly regular with Heather, who never really plans AHEAD when she turns her feed on, the video opens with a brief glimpse at something entirely-unrelated!]

[Two large Houndooms, one bare-necked and the other wearing a large, studded leather collar-- are at play in a sunny patch of park. Or more accurately, the big collar-wearing one is TRYING to get the other to play, in a show of big-dog posturing, and the uncollared one is sort of just mild-manneredly humoring him.]

[Right before the camera shifts, though, a blur of blue and yellow barrels into the larger of the two hellhounds and the one-sided playtime promptly becomes an enthusiastic wrestling match between Tricia (the Manectric recently inherited from Cooper) and Huan (the Houndoom even more recently inherited from Otacon).]

[But then it's Heather's face dominating the screen, because she apparently has other things in mind than just showing the network a bunch of dogs running around the park.]}

Hey.

So.

If there's anyone around who knows much about horses... riding horses, specifically...

I'm looking to learn. Any advice's appreciated. Thanks in advance.

_{[... Well that was unusually businesslike and to the point. ... For someone like Heather, anyway. There's not much humor in the usually-goofy girl's voice today.]

[Before she can flick the 'Gear off, there's a commotion offscreen and she looks off in the direction of the noise, clearly exasperated.]}

... TCH, god dammit Cujo.

_{[The view shifts as she gets up and it becomes apparent that Cujo the Hulking Behemoth of a Growlithe (tm) had decided to join the fray and promptly plowed straight OVER at least two of the participants, who are now chasing after him in a big herd of barking chaos across the park. OH THOSE CRAZY DOGES.]

[End feed.]}

[PRIVATE MESSAGE TO JEANE]

HEY. How did you do that shit at the party?

_{[... well wtf is that supposed to mean, Heather. Clarification is apparently not going to be provided until she gets a reply.]}

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Y'know, maybe you should.

Not that B-horror movies are exactly the pinnacle of cinema, but something tells me you might get a kick out of 'em. _{[It's hard not to like people in rubber wolfsuits mauling screaming teenagers.]}

... Although the equivalents in this world are probably a little different.

But I bet if you looked hard enough, you'd be able to find something exactly like it, and it'd be called, like, The Flygon or something.

_{[OH PSH LIKE U'D EVEN HAVE THE NERVE]

[But no, she'll be sleeping with one eye open from now on, obviously.]}

Sure, I can wait.

I'll try to get your sock back.

... Key word being try.

Huan's level 100 and I don't technically have enough badges for him to listen to me yet.

_{[Yelling 'GET HIM!' had mainly been for effect. The riled-up dogs had been all set to mob Crow without Heather's help.]}

It'll work because you're brave.

Hey, they were able to get The Neverending Story, right? And that doesn't even have room for a dumb pokemon pun in the title.

[...If only the same could be said for poor Michael "EnDewott".]

I'll swing by the local Mart after work sometime to see what they've got.

_{[... D-dammit, Henry.]

[And here she's been trying to be all tough and above the need for encouragement lately.]}

Aw, c'mon. Don't get all mushy on me, Henry.

_{[... But she doesn't really mind.]}

_{[Henry shrugs.]}

I know what I know.

Once you do get on, they're really not that bad if they're calm about it.

You'll be able to do it.

Well I guess I can't argue with that, huh?

[Hey, she started it. Don't blame him if one day there's pink dye in her shampoo...

Crow gives her a look that can only be interpreted as "Do you even EV train?" (or something among those lines), then grabs a PokéBall from the table next to the bed and tosses it to Heather on his way to the bathroom.]

If you've got problems, get Breeze to help you.

[Knowing how tame the Swanna is, he has no doubt she'll be willing to help out despite being level 100 and under the command of a different trainer.]

... Thanks.

I appreciate the encouragement.

_{[AS A MATTER OF FACT, SHE DOESN'T. She probably doesn't even know what EVs are. Aside from some company with an Eevee as a mascot, maybe.]

[She catches the ball.]}

A'ight, will do.

Go be clean.

Nope!

[ The true emotional reaction is something that briefly stuns Lust. She wasn't expecting some emotional honest from Heather, who seemed more guarded than Fort Knox. ]

I have to admit, impassioned responses were not something I'd expected from you, Heather.

Then I won't.

Hey.

Whatcha want for dinner tonight? I'm gonna see if I can get Dad out of the hotel room long enough that we can hit up a decent restaurant.

_{[She's still as guarded as ever... but wouldn't you know it, after so many chip-ins from Lust whenever she happens to be dealing with something emotionally difficult, maybe she's finally opening up with feelings that don't involve flat-out anger! ..... Maybe. A little. Unfortunately for her. STOP TALKING TO THE VILLAIN, HEATHER!]

[All the same, SHE seems a little stunned at the observation herself, because she hadn't quite been thinking about it too hard.]}

... Well, I mean...

I dunno, I'm just-- you know, sayin'.

_{[Which doesn't say anything at all, really-- she's flustered and can't find a quick and ready response to that.]}

Yeah, yeah.

[With a small wave, he disappears behind the bathroom's door.

He emerges again about six minutes later, looking much more orderly (or, you know, as orderly as his hair can get, anyway) and wearing a new pair of socks, since he's not hoping to use the stolen one anytime soon, even if he gets it back.]

So, how did it go?

Wh-- uh. I don't know. Whatever you guys are having.

_{[Her question catches him off guard. You're asking a cat here, Heather. He's not picky.]}

I don't know what you're saying here, but such honesty is rather appealing. It's been a while since I heard someone uncertain of their path back home. Here, there's no goals so being uncertain is certain, but, the trepidation from your voice is actually rather nostalgic.

[ She has manipulated so many people with that same tone! Still, Lust has come to a conclusion on just how close Heather considers her. Any and all suspicions that her manipulative attempts at Johto were failing were immediately blown away here. However, there's a part of her that knows she can't discard a veteran like her. Her endless amount of associates, knowledge and pokémon would make her a hell of an enemy. ]

_{[AAAAND she's waiting by the door, the pitiful chewed sock held delicately between two fingers. The big dobermanlike Pokemon is sitting in front of her, staring at it with that intensity that only a dog looking at someone holding onto a treat or toy can get.]

[The OTHER Houndoom-- the one she inherited from Vincent the previous year-- looks on somewhat disdainfully.]}

Well, there's a big hole in it, but knowing you, I dunno if it was there before Huan got it or not.

_{[:I Henry she just told you she was gonna try and convince Dad to eat out, SHE NEEDS YOUR HELP DECIDING WHERE.]}

Hey, c'mon, I like... always pick.

What do you want?

Pizza?

The ... Chinese-food-that-isn't-technically-Chinese-here?

I mean, I'd suggest all the Japanesey stuff but that's kinda what everybody eats every day here.

[He... expected something like this, yes, hence the limited surprise on his part. The duelist just grabs the sock from her, raising an eyebrow more at what the said rather than the state of his (... former?) piece of clothing.]

"Knowing me"? Oi, what's that supposed to mean?

_{[The funny thing about it all is that Heather doesn't really consider Lust to be close... at all. And perhaps that's why she opened up without her usual stockade of cautionary instincts squalling and clamoring for her attention before she could even open her mouth.]

[After all... all the women in her life who manipulated and hurt her the most were far far far too close to be safe.]

[Lust is a voice on the phone and letters on the screen. Faraway. Safe. And she's never displayed the most worrying sign (at least to Heather) at all-- an attempt to be all motherly and supportive.]

[Heather doesn't even suspect.]}

... Nostalgic?

_{[Despite said lack of suspicion, she DOES sound a little uncertain of herself. Trepidation's a good way to describe it, really.]

[But it is true-- the 'veteran' status does make Heather dangerous, even if she's rather unwitting for the moment. So Lust is smart to be cautious in her dealings.]}

What's that supposed to mean?

I mean... MOST people who think they've got it all figured out are fulla shit anyway, so...

C'mon, Crow, you showed up in jeans to a prom.

What do you THINK it means?

_{[SHE DOESN'T TRUST YOU NOT TO KEEP YOUR CLOTHES FULL OF HOLES, CROW. Not that she's much of an example herself, given that most of her own jeans have busted knees by now.]}

Now c'mon, daylight's a-wastin'.

Ah--um. Fake Chinese food sounds good. You could take some with you to your lesson. They always give you so much.

You did save my ass from a monster, once. [And fought more than that, he knows, but he's more impressed by the one in the dream because he couldn't fight it.]

Riding a horse can't be too bad in comparison, right?

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