foolishwren | 104. [Video]

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Current Location: Saffron City

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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To be fair, I did a lot of shit to you. Might wanna be more specific.

you pinned me down and kept me there.

tell me how you pulled that off

_{[... Or... SHOW is more what she means, but what is coming right out and asking like that?]

[It took enough sacrificed pride just to MESSAGE the charming woman who gave her a black eye with anything that wasn't a clipart image proclaiming her bitchitude.]}

Why do you want to know? And for that matter, why should I tell you? I had to drink that nasty punch the whole night just because you wouldn't fork over a single bottle of booze.

And before you say "But you owe me for that black eye you gave me!", my responses are, in this order:
1. It builds character
2. And it made you look tougher.

So yeah, that argument is invalid.

i want to know so that i can prevent anyone from doing that to me again for any reason

i don't care about the fucking black eye i've had worse

_{[... Well, it's true that she's had worse, but it's not true that she doesn't care. She's not forgetting the injury any time soon. But saying that would make her look like she couldn't handle it, so. >8I]}

and seriously if you expected anyone to give you anything after pulling that shit i'm amazed you even have the intelligence required to type

_{[Heather this is not how you ask someone to do you a favor.]}

Right, I'm the one lacking intelligence. Because I was the one who picked a fight with an assassin over a bottle of vodka I wasn't even supposed to bring and lost. Badly.

Oh wait, that was you.

If you hurt someone enough they will give you want you want. And if they don't, you kill them and take it instead. It's common sense.

And again, why should I help you? What's in it for me?

yeah well looks like i proved you wrong in any case

you can hurt me all you want and i'll never give you jack shit because i don't like giving stuff to people who hurt me

_{[She'd done enough of that as a five-year-old in the questionable care of a mother who didn't think twice about asking her to make important townspeople "disappear".]}

and gee i don't know 

you could do it as thanks for the pretty picture i made for you

Not really. You're still alive, after all. I can't kill you, so my point still stands.

[Not that she'd...actually kill Heather over a beer...

...

...oh who am I kidding, she totally would. ~~Maybe~~.]

Thanks for that, by the way. I put it up on my fridge; looks nice there.

Still not good enough, though.

i'm like a bad penny

either you can't get rid of me, or you do and then i come back to fucking haunt your ass

_{[She's died many, many times before. ... Not that she wants to again, especially not over BEER of all things, but ...]}

how about i tell my Pokemon NOT to obliterate you the next time i see you?

_{[She's loathe to fall back on her Pokemon as a threat-- she likes to fight her own battles. But she can't exactly threaten to 'obliterate' Jeane HERSELF. Not after getting trounced at that party...]}

Pretty sure it's a bad rash, not a bad penny, but points for trying.

And sorry, but threats don't work on me.

[You can't threaten to break something that broke a long time ago.]

Got anything else? Maybe something I want?

whatever

what the hell would i have that you'd want, anyway?

_{[The alcohol genuinely doesn't occur to her yet, because that seemed more like a spur of the moment thing-- and it's not like anyone can't go out and buy it for themselves.]}

First, you actually convince me that you are willing to put the time in. This isn't the eight grade and I'm not here to teach you the recorder while constantly patting your ass. If I think you're a waste of time, then I will gladly reserve the right to tell you to fuck off.

Second, booze. Judging by how shittly you fought last time, I'm going to need something to help me stay as cheery and lovable as I usually am.

Third, if you do all those, I expect you to shut the hell up and listen when I'm talking. And if I tell you to do something, with good reason, you do it.

That easy enough for you to comprehend?

_{[... Urgh. If she wasn't desperate to get every edge she possibly could, even from someone she'd rather have nothing to do with... she'd say 'fuck it' and call this whole thing off.]

[But she kind of is desperate, and despite her coming out on the bottom of that scuffle, she doesn't view Jeane as an active threat. Because Jeane seems straightforward. Not deceitful or manipulative or slimy. UNPLEASANT, but unpleasant is something Heather can deal with as long as it's straightforward.]

[And a punch is so much better than what she's really scared of.]

[She has to bite her lip to keep herself from defending her fighting abilities. She knows it won't really do her any favors.]}

i'm a good listener when i have a reason to be listening

and if this winds up being worth my time, i will personally get you any kind of liquor you want, no whining or pussyfooting around it

Then the only thing I have left to ask is are you sure about this? Are you honestly willing to put time and effort into training, even when I'm not there? I don't normally take on apprentices and I'm not about to waste my time making an exception if you aren't into this.

i'm no apprentice and all i ask is that you show me some shit whenever we're in the same place

but whether you believe me or not i've spent my whole life fighting and when any extra ways to defend myself crop up, you'd better fucking believe i'm sure about it.

asking you for this is not the only thing i'm doing to try and achieve that.

is that good enough for you?

It's a bit more half-assed than I would like, but what the hell.

Where are you, anyway?

right now, saffron city

I'm in Goldenrod right now. If you want, I can head over there tomorrow.

_{[There's a pause.]

[Because Heather... paranoid, nose-to-the-wind person that she is, has to stop and seriously evaluate, one last time, if she really wants to invite the person who just punched her in the damn eye to her location.]

[But the desire to get stronger wins out.]}

sure

there's a fighting dojo here

we can use that

I know where it is, I played Red version.

Make sure to bring the booze.

fine whatever

what time will you be there

Afternoon, around 3-ish. That alright with you?

today or tomorrow?

Tomorrow, like I said before.

right

sorry

okay. see you then.

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