104. [Video]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[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.]</sub>

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.


<sub>[... 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.]</sub>

... TCH, god dammit Cujo.

<sub>[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.]</sub>



[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.]}

Comments

[video]

[foolishwren]

Coulda fooled me.

The whole time I was on there, I was looking at the road behind us to make sure there weren't any flattened grandmas.

_{[Actually no for the most part she had her face smashed into the back of Crow's jacket, so.]}

[video]

[darkenedgales]

Really?

[He gives her the most innocent look he could possibly manage.]

I didn't think you could see any with your face dug into my back...

[video]

[foolishwren]

_{[... >8I]}

Hey.

Guess what.

[video]

[darkenedgales]

Yeah?

[His guess is she's not amused -- which would be the exact opposite of himself, really.]

[video]

[foolishwren]

Shut up.

_{[WHY YES. Heather is INCREDIBLY MATURE.]}

[video]

[darkenedgales]

Lemme think...

[The comment doesn't seem to bother him in the slightest -- in fact, Crow gives it a moment of careful consideration before he finally turns back to the camera with a bright smile.]

Nope.

[Exactly what it says on the tin.]

[video]

[foolishwren]

You're cruisin' for a bruisin', Crow.

[video]

[darkenedgales]

Scary.

[Not really.]

Tough if you wanna know my opinion, you should be thanking me!

[video]

[foolishwren]

Oh yeah?

Why's that?

[video]

[darkenedgales]

Ain't it obvious? Now you've got at least some experience with speed, so maybe you'll be able to ride with your eyes open!



Maybe.

[video] [1/3]

[foolishwren]

_[...]

[video] [2/3]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[... She's getting up.]

[And ... walking away from the park????]</sub>

[video] [3/3]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[... and then the hotel comes into view.]

[OH SHIT SHE'S COMING FOR YOU CROW]


[BETTER RUN]</sub>

[video]

[darkenedgales]

Oh crap.

[SHIT JUST GOT REAL. Even so, Crow doesn't move and instead just gives her a pout.]

How come I'm not even getting "I like you, so I'll give you 30 seconds to start running" or something among those lines?

[video]

[foolishwren]

Well, you got about that much time NOW, so...

_{[:I IT IS UP TO YOU TO DECIDE WHAT TO DO WITH THIS INFORMATION.]}

[video]

[darkenedgales]

[... :Ia OKAY THEN. Crow settles himself comfortably on his bed and leans against the wall.]

I'll take my chances.

[He likes to live dangerously.]

[video] I'm just gonna go ahead and assume his door is unlocked? XD

[foolishwren]

<sub>[SUIT YOURSELF, BUDDY.]

[Perhaps a minute and a half later (so not actually 30 seconds)... the door bursts open.]</sub>

GET HIM!

_{[... and then there are two Houndooms, a Manectric, and one very large Growlithe barrelling towards the bed with the intent of quite literally dogpiling him.]}

[action] Sure!

[darkenedgales]

[Hearing the door open, the duelist leans forward a bit to greet his (very pissed off by now, he imagines) friend.]

What took you so lo--

[The last word never makes it through his lips, as the sight of the upcoming DOGMAGEDON causes Crow to freeze, the cheerful grin disappearing from his face in an instant. His eyes widen and he opens his mouth to protest, but all he manages is a muffled shriek as he gets buried under the dog Pokémon.

...

No fair.]

[action] excellent

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Heather watches as her friend literally disappears under a mass of squirming, oversized, and lick-happy canines.]

[Is she smirking, folding her arms, and leaning on the doorframe as she does this?]

[Yes. Yes she is.]</sub>

[action]

[darkenedgales]

[For a moment, there's nothing but a lot of flailing, barking, yelping and Crow struggling not to get crushed by the Pokémon piling on him. Finally, he manages to form one (somewhat) proper sentence:]

TAKE THEM OFF, DAMMIT!

[Preferably before he gets his face licked off.]

[action]

[foolishwren]

I dunno, I think maybe you should take it back.

<sub>[At least he's in no danger of hitting his head on something hard. Just in danger of suffocation via dog.]

[Cujo in particular is slobbering on his face with great gusto.]</sub>

[action]

[darkenedgales]

[Maybe so, but blunt trauma might be a faster (and more humane) way of going than slowly running out of air while being crushed by a bunch of dog monsters 8(]

Take WHAT back? I never said anything that wasn't--

[Wait a second, he can't really talk with a giant tongue in his face EWW CUJO STOP THAT]

... true.

[action]

[foolishwren]

Keep diggin' yourself deeper, then.

<sub>[SHE AIN'T LIFTIN' A FINGER TO HELP YOU, SON.]

[Huan, the larger of the two Houndooms, has begun to "ferociously" yank the sock off of one of Crow's feet, shaking it around like a dead animal.]</sub>

[action]

[darkenedgales]

[... Oh, for the love of-- OKAY. A true duelist needs to know when to admit defeat... And having paws all over you is probably one of those moments.]

FINE! You win! I-- OW! [That would be a sound of a dog chewing on his hair.] I take it back!

[action]

[foolishwren]

_{[She laughs, then finally heads over to forcibly pull the dogs off of her friend. They come more or less willingly, although Huan doesn't seem to want to let go of that sock. He hops down off the bed and trots towards the hallway with it, still shaking it.]}

All right.

You're forgiven.