Heather Mason (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
foolishwren) wrote2013-07-04 01:17 pm
foolishwren) wrote2013-07-04 01:17 pm
Entry tags:
- *final fantasy: cecil,
- *heavy rain: norman jayden,
- *nightmare before xmas: jack skellington,
- *silent hill: harry mason,
- *silent hill: henry townshend,
- *transformers (movie): ironhide,
- *yu yu hakusho: yusuke urameshi,
- a winner is me,
- absol,
- action,
- aftermath,
- alakazam,
- alessa,
- all's well that ends well,
- anger management issues,
- back in action,
- boss fight,
- cujo,
- does heather have to slap a ho,
- espeon,
- growlithe,
- gym leader battle,
- i challenge you to a pokemon battle,
- image attached,
- mission accomplished,
- my badges bring all the boys to the yard,
- sabrina is a sore loser,
- saffron city,
- video,
- well that was fun
107. [Video/Action] (Battle behind cut for length)
[The feed, as per usual when it comes to Heather's Gym Battles, opens from a low vantage point. It's become somewhat tradition for Heather to hand the 'Gear off to one of her able-handed Pokemon so that they can film while she's engaged in the battle.]
[Alessa the Absol is in front, bristling in anticipation of the battle, and Heather, looking more polished than usual but still rougher around the edges than is probably considered appropriate for a big event like this, stands beside her.]
[Above, the golden glass windows mark the gym they're standing in as Saffron.]
[After the 'establishing shot' of Heather and Alessa, the camera jostles around instead to get a more complete view of the arena, with Sabrina now visible on the other end. She's apparently in the middle of giving her usual pre-battle spiel; the nobility of the Psychic type, a brief and succinct history of the Saffron Gym and how it knocked the Dojo next-door well off the playing field...]
[But she cuts herself off with a very knowing look mere seconds before Heather interrupts her with a flat:]
Yeah, yeah.
Let's just get this over with.
[Sabrina nods obligingly (though not without a patronizing 'I knew you were going to do that' smile-- and her Espeon moves into the center of the field along with Alessa.]
[The battle begins without much of a bang-- Alessa has never been a Pokemon who leaps into the fray. She circles warily with her hackles bristling all the while. The Espeon, used to challengers, calmly waits for her opponent to make the first move-- which is made when Alessa shifts abruptly from her slow and staring measuring-up of the other Pokemon and into a swift and vicious Dark Pulse attack.]
[From there, the battle moves quickly. Being immune to Psychic moves and resistant to Ghost and Dark gives Alessa a powerful edge and as soon as she hits her stride, she dispatches both Espeon and her follow-up, Mr. Mime, without too much in the way of trouble.]
[But then Sabrina sends out Alakazam.]
[And wastes no time in commanding the move 'Miracle Eye', taking advantage of the Absol's tendency to pause at the start of each new round to size the situation up. Being cautious had served her well in the earlier rounds, but now it would be her undoing.]
[Scarlet eyes growing wider with every passing second, sand flies as the Absol twists and dodges to avoid the onslaught of speedy and (now-devastating, thanks to Miracle Eye) Psychic attacks, but a well-placed Signal Beam sends her tumbling to the floor. The camera briefly whips to Heather for a 'reaction shot' but gets nothing but a palm straight to the lens as she shouts "RETURN!" in a slightly shaky voice. Or maybe that's just the audio distorting from the camera being jostled. That's probably what she'd like people to think.]
[Despite her initial camera-cockblock, though, the cameramon succeeds in getting a shot of her after the fact by scampering backwards a little-- and oh man, if looks could kill.]
[Never once removing her downright-acidic glare from Sabrina, Heather takes another ball slowly and stiffly out of her pocket, and there's clear venom in the way she throws it and snaps--]
Go, Cujo!
[In stark contrast to Alessa's utter, focused seriousness, Cujo is ... well, himself. Shaggy tail wagging furiously, one ear flops itself completely the wrong way (and never rights itself) as he turns to look happily at his trainer, tongue lolling out, and then drops into a playful butt-in-the-air bow in front of Alakazam.]
[The camera zooms briefly in on Sabrina, whose expression has become slightly smug at the sight of the goofy-looking Growlithe, for... obvious reasons.]
[The smug look then promptly disappears when Heather barks out a very final-sounding order of "CRUNCH." and Cujo immediately obliges.]
[He's Level 98. The Alakazam goes down.]
[The battle's over. There's a smattering of applause and stuff, a loud mechanical voice coming from the general area of the scoreboard and announcing the battle's victor, the usual. Cujo, pleased as punch with himself, has galloped back over to Heather for praise and attention.]
[... But Heather's clapped a hand to her temple, briefly gritting her teeth and shaking her head like it's full of flies. Cujo stops in his tracks and tilts his head in confusion, but it only lasts a second before Heather, ignoring the greetings of those who came to watch her battle, whips around to face the distant Sabrina again.]
Oh, is THAT how this is gonna be?
Real mature.
You think you can scare me with that psychic shit?
[Sabrina, who was still looking somewhat smug despite her loss (apparently at whatever little mental 'parting gift' she'd just sent to Heather), lifts a brow. With a shake of the head, she calls out, calmly:]
You clearly came here with something to prove, Miss Mason.
[Lower jaw jutting out, Heather glares sourly at the Gym Leader.]
Yeah. And I proved it.
Let's go, Cooj.
[She's already started to turn away when Sabrina speaks again.]
I don't believe you have. And neither do you.
[... And then the camera jostles as the cameramon hastily switches it off, apparently anticipating something that may not go particularly well, since Heather has whirled around once more and is marching angrily across the arena towards Sabrina.]
[When the camera comes back on about ten minutes later, it's Heather's face. She still looks somewhat angry, but at least she's calm as she checks the footage.]
Man, screw that noise.
I got the badge, I'm outta here.
Sayonara, Saffron City.
[ooc: To those physically present in the Gym, Heather engaged in a rather heated conversation with Sabrina during the time that the 'Gear was off, but no punches were thrown or anything.]
[Alessa the Absol is in front, bristling in anticipation of the battle, and Heather, looking more polished than usual but still rougher around the edges than is probably considered appropriate for a big event like this, stands beside her.]
[Above, the golden glass windows mark the gym they're standing in as Saffron.]
[After the 'establishing shot' of Heather and Alessa, the camera jostles around instead to get a more complete view of the arena, with Sabrina now visible on the other end. She's apparently in the middle of giving her usual pre-battle spiel; the nobility of the Psychic type, a brief and succinct history of the Saffron Gym and how it knocked the Dojo next-door well off the playing field...]
[But she cuts herself off with a very knowing look mere seconds before Heather interrupts her with a flat:]
Yeah, yeah.
Let's just get this over with.
[Sabrina nods obligingly (though not without a patronizing 'I knew you were going to do that' smile-- and her Espeon moves into the center of the field along with Alessa.]
[The battle begins without much of a bang-- Alessa has never been a Pokemon who leaps into the fray. She circles warily with her hackles bristling all the while. The Espeon, used to challengers, calmly waits for her opponent to make the first move-- which is made when Alessa shifts abruptly from her slow and staring measuring-up of the other Pokemon and into a swift and vicious Dark Pulse attack.]
[From there, the battle moves quickly. Being immune to Psychic moves and resistant to Ghost and Dark gives Alessa a powerful edge and as soon as she hits her stride, she dispatches both Espeon and her follow-up, Mr. Mime, without too much in the way of trouble.]
[But then Sabrina sends out Alakazam.]
[And wastes no time in commanding the move 'Miracle Eye', taking advantage of the Absol's tendency to pause at the start of each new round to size the situation up. Being cautious had served her well in the earlier rounds, but now it would be her undoing.]
[Scarlet eyes growing wider with every passing second, sand flies as the Absol twists and dodges to avoid the onslaught of speedy and (now-devastating, thanks to Miracle Eye) Psychic attacks, but a well-placed Signal Beam sends her tumbling to the floor. The camera briefly whips to Heather for a 'reaction shot' but gets nothing but a palm straight to the lens as she shouts "RETURN!" in a slightly shaky voice. Or maybe that's just the audio distorting from the camera being jostled. That's probably what she'd like people to think.]
[Despite her initial camera-cockblock, though, the cameramon succeeds in getting a shot of her after the fact by scampering backwards a little-- and oh man, if looks could kill.]
[Never once removing her downright-acidic glare from Sabrina, Heather takes another ball slowly and stiffly out of her pocket, and there's clear venom in the way she throws it and snaps--]
Go, Cujo!
[In stark contrast to Alessa's utter, focused seriousness, Cujo is ... well, himself. Shaggy tail wagging furiously, one ear flops itself completely the wrong way (and never rights itself) as he turns to look happily at his trainer, tongue lolling out, and then drops into a playful butt-in-the-air bow in front of Alakazam.]
[The camera zooms briefly in on Sabrina, whose expression has become slightly smug at the sight of the goofy-looking Growlithe, for... obvious reasons.]
[The smug look then promptly disappears when Heather barks out a very final-sounding order of "CRUNCH." and Cujo immediately obliges.]
[He's Level 98. The Alakazam goes down.]
[The battle's over. There's a smattering of applause and stuff, a loud mechanical voice coming from the general area of the scoreboard and announcing the battle's victor, the usual. Cujo, pleased as punch with himself, has galloped back over to Heather for praise and attention.]
[... But Heather's clapped a hand to her temple, briefly gritting her teeth and shaking her head like it's full of flies. Cujo stops in his tracks and tilts his head in confusion, but it only lasts a second before Heather, ignoring the greetings of those who came to watch her battle, whips around to face the distant Sabrina again.]
Oh, is THAT how this is gonna be?
Real mature.
You think you can scare me with that psychic shit?
[Sabrina, who was still looking somewhat smug despite her loss (apparently at whatever little mental 'parting gift' she'd just sent to Heather), lifts a brow. With a shake of the head, she calls out, calmly:]
You clearly came here with something to prove, Miss Mason.
[Lower jaw jutting out, Heather glares sourly at the Gym Leader.]
Yeah. And I proved it.
Let's go, Cooj.
[She's already started to turn away when Sabrina speaks again.]
I don't believe you have. And neither do you.
[... And then the camera jostles as the cameramon hastily switches it off, apparently anticipating something that may not go particularly well, since Heather has whirled around once more and is marching angrily across the arena towards Sabrina.]
[When the camera comes back on about ten minutes later, it's Heather's face. She still looks somewhat angry, but at least she's calm as she checks the footage.]
Man, screw that noise.
I got the badge, I'm outta here.
Sayonara, Saffron City.
[ooc: To those physically present in the Gym, Heather engaged in a rather heated conversation with Sabrina during the time that the 'Gear was off, but no punches were thrown or anything.]
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[Ironhide, just... don't question it. Your new student is a dork.]
So, any plans for the rest of the day?
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[Look at that, he's not even going to try questioning.]
No. I have none. Why?
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Dad and I are gonna be heading out tonight.
... Probably for a long time.
So...
Y'know, since you came here mostly 'cause I asked you to... D'you wanna stay or ship out with us?
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[... the rest doesn't feel it's worth it right now. He shakes his head, after a moment, then nods.]
Might as well.
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[... And just as instantly, she's gonna lean right in and throw her arms around him-- or as far around him as they can get, anyway.]
[Because YOU KNOW WHAT? She's known him for two years now.]
[He's family at this point.]
Welcome aboard.
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[It's still awkward, but he ends up settling for cautious shoulder pats, anyway.]
Yeah. All right, do not... start leaking... This is nothing.
[He might sound gruff, but, honestly, it's because those words are something familiar. They twist around in his spark.]
[... They take him back.]
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[She gives him a punch that he probably won't even feel before pulling away, still beaming.]
I've just got some business to tie up with friends before I go, but we're gonna catch the train around nine.
Think you can be packed and meet us there by then?
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[He shoves his hands in his pockets, clearing his throat. This is all very new and very awkward.]
Train to where?
[In answer to her question, he just shrugs. The motion tightens the straps on his over-sized pack.]
Always packed.
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[... She probably should have mentioned the flying part sooner. BUT THEN HE MIGHT NOT HAVE AGREED TO COME WITH THEM.]
Dunno how long we'll be staying there, but ... probably at least long enough for me to pick up the badge there.
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[Then, turns around, and starts walking away. Quickly.]
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Ironhide!
Oh, come on!
[She heads after him without hesitation and actually grabs onto his pack as he walks. Not that dragging her behind him will slow him down much, but at least he won't get away.]
You said you'd come with us!
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[Heather, remember your metaphor about a tricycle trying to tow an SUV?]
[Reverse that, and you have a good idea of what's happening in this hallway right now.]
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We'll go low! Like, just high enough to be above the treeline! You can ride Sunny!
Come onnnn!
[The heels of her boots make a horrendous squeaky noise on the polished floors as she skids behind him.]
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[STOMP STOMP STOMP go his heavy boots.]
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Didn't you ever go on, like, spaceships?
How'd you get to EARTH?
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You cannot fall when there is no gravity.
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[With a grunt, she actually makes a leap and winds up hanging onto his shoulders.]
Look, I'm not gonna let go. So while I'm clinging, can you huff off in the direction of the Pokemon Center?
I need to get Alessa taken care of.
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[He rocks back a little with the sudden added weight, before adjusting his strides to compensate.]
... Fine. But I am not flying.
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[She grapples for a grip, but hangs off of him expertly even as he continues. Somewhere in her family tree, there was likely a monkey.]
Fine. FINE. You can walk to Mahogany from Goldenrod.
But come.
Please?
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[Stomp limp stomp limp off he goes out of the gym.]
Fine. I will. But I will not fly.
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