Heather Mason (
foolishwren) wrote2013-05-05 05:17 pm
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Entry tags:
- *degrassi: imogen moreno,
- *final fantasy: lightning farron,
- *fullmetal alchemist: envy,
- *fullmetal alchemist: lust,
- *homestuck: eridan ampora,
- *how to train your dragon: hiccup,
- *my little pony: applejack,
- *nightmare before xmas: jack skellington,
- *no more heroes: jeane,
- *silent hill: henry townshend,
- *where in the world is: carmen sandiego,
- *yu-gi-oh!: crow hogan,
- @jeane,
- bad memories,
- concerned heather is concerned,
- cujo,
- dad this is totally safe trust me,
- growlithe,
- heather use your pokemon,
- heather why would you even do that,
- houndoom,
- huan,
- i've got a bad feeling about this,
- manectric,
- private message,
- saffron city,
- shaking fists at the sky,
- text,
- tricia,
- vickie,
- video,
- yes this is a good use of my time
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]
[... well wtf is that supposed to mean, Heather. Clarification is apparently not going to be provided until she gets a reply.]
[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.]
[action]
The man almost wants to refuse the request just to be spiteful, but all things considered, he wants them out as soon as possible, so he silently obliges.
Meanwhile, hoping that the whole deal with parfaits would be enough of a distraction to cause Heather to loosen her grip on him, Crow tries to slip out of her clutches.]
[action]
[Crow's not getting away that easily, though. She clamps tighter with one arm, reaching out with the other to take the bag.]
Thaaaaaank you.
[... And then she clamps the bag between her teeth so she can use that hand to fish a wad of cash out of her pocket to hand over. SHE CAN GET CROW TO PAY HER BACK LATER.]
[action]
... Wait a minute.
Seeing her pay for the desserts, Crow opens his mouth to protest.]
Hey! That's not what we agreed on!
[Probably the first and the last time you will ever hear him arguing that he wants to pay for something.
The glare the waiter sends them, however, clearly implies that for all he cares, they might as well kill each other over it, as long as they do it outside.]
[action]
[She waves at the waiter to keep the change (not that it will likely change his stellar opinion of them, but whatever) and then starts to back out the door with Crow still headlocked, like a bank robber hauling a hostage out with them.]
[2 kool 4 skool]
[action]
As awkward as it feels, Crow decides to put up with this treatment -- at least until they make it safely out of the cafe.]
... So, are you gonna lemme go now, or do you plan to drag me around the whole city like this?
[action]
As if.
I'd have to feed you the parfait and that'd be embarrassing for BOTH of us.
[action]
Yeah, I guess.
[She's right, it'd be embarrassing. Cute maybe, but embarrassing nonetheless.]
Wanna take a walk? I doubt they'd be letting us in to have a seat there...
[action]
[She opens the bag and pulls out one of them, handing it over to him.]
[action]
[Though knowing him, entirely possible.]
Hey, thanks!
[Crow grabs the offered dessert with a grin, but the moment he does, his expression turns somewhat sulky.]
... Though in the end, you were the one to pay for it.
[Which makes him feel bad, since he was the one to invite her. :c]
[action]
... Dogpiled.
[...Feel free to chuck something at her.]
[action]
... Apology accepted.
[Said in a tone much colder than a parfait.
And then he starts walking off in the direction of the park.
TOTALLY NOT BUTTHURT OR ANYTHING.]
[action]
[NO REGRETS.]
[action]
[Oh god he's even gonna try to sound all serious and shit
THAT'S THE EXTENT OF HIS ASSPAIN ABOUT THE INCIDENT
but look his manly pride got damaged as much as his sock did and that cannot be taken lightly >:(]
[action]
They didn't hurtcha.
Unless my 'pointless act of violence' you're talking about the pun I just made, in which case you're right, that WAS pointlessly violent.
But you liked it.
[U no u did.]
[action]
Crow just snorts in response.]
As if. Who'd like something as lame as that?
[... okay so maybe a teeny tiny part of him did.
But you won't hear him say that.]
[action]
[SORRY CROW YOU WALKED RIGHT INTO THAT ONE.]
[But she leaves off there for now, pulling a plastic spoon out of the bag and actually starting to eat the parfait they came ALL THIS WAY to get.]
[action]
[He still attempts to sound harsh, but if one looks closely, there's a hint of smile on his face. HE'S NOT VERY GOOD AT THIS HIDING AMUSEMENT THING.
Crow looks down at the parfait in his hand thoughtfully. THE HORRORS HE'S JUST BEEN THROUGH TO GET IT HE WOULDN'T WISH UPON ANY MAN... though...]
... I guess in the end, it was worth it...
[action]
[action]
Yeah, parfaits too.
But I meant more like... you're finally smiling again.
[He knows she's been having rough time recently, so seeing her enjoying herself -- even if by crushing him with a bunch of dogs, chasing him around and trying to strangle him -- is a good thing.]
[action]
[The smile fades as Heather looks surprised-- but it doesn't go away entirely.]
[Still, she reaches out to give Crow a light push on principal.]
Jeez, I didn't know you were keeping track...
[action]
It's not that hard to notice, y'know!
'Sides, I like to think I know you well enough to be able to tell at least that much.
[action]
... I guess you do by this point, huh.
[action]
What, think that's a bad thing?
[Not that he's getting that impression; he's just teasing, really.]
[action]
Means I can't get away with as much.
[Good, since she's teasing as well.]
[action]
[The duelist leans back, giving her a smug look.]
There's no way you could pull anything off with the great Crow-sama watching!
[action]
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