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[foolishwren]

_{[The entry is dated as having been sent out the previous evening, roughly when she said she'd be reporting back to begin with.]}

[Despite Heather's best efforts, her Pokegear got pretty wet in the adventure, so video and voice is out.]


[There's nothing in the transmission but a picture:
Heather, along with three others-- Kay, Luke, and Rhode-- all of them looking wet (three guesses as to where THEY were for the past few hours!), exhausted, and bedraggled, but nonetheless relieved, are among the milling crowd in Violet City's brightly-lit Pokemon Center, which as expected has been packed to the brim with relief efforts and people seeking shelter. Heather has a towel around her shoulders and is presumably holding up the Pokegear to snap the photo. She's wearing a weary grin and doing the classic thumbs-up gesture with her free hand.]

[Along with the photo, there's a caption:]

Mission Accomplished.

Comments

[philanthrotaku.livejournal.com]

Snake? Yeah--he's the best friend I have.

[foolishwren]

_{[... In the end, all she could do for the moment was take Otacon's word for it. The survivor in her didn't like those odds-- even if she did paint herself as friendly and confident, in terms of real trust, she had a hard time placing it in anybody after all she'd been through. ... Except the person who'd brought it on her inadvertently, and at one point had aimed a gun at her head. Funny how trust worked, wasn't it?]}

... I guess he must be, then. _{[She offered him a rueful grin.]} Sorry to be so... suspicious. ... I've just been used as a means to an end by people before, and it kinda got to me after awhile.

_{[So that favor she did you last night was a pretty big leap in trust, Otacon! Be flattered.]}

[philanthrotaku.livejournal.com]

I understand, Heather. Ask me anything you want, it's fine--I'm not the type to use people. I just trust you and needed help.

[foolishwren]

_{[... There was still that... little... niggling thing. Some weird little subconscious trigger that he set off. Not that it was enough to stop her from liking him. But... who did he remind her of...?]}

Heh. For what it's worth, that means a lot to me. _{[She grins a toothy grin.]} Not that you'd have any way of knowing, but I don't exactly have a great record of being trustworthy.

Anyway... it was nothing. I'm glad I could help.

[philanthrotaku.livejournal.com]

No problem. If that's the case, then I guess I'm really lucky to have you as a friend.

Besides, not just anyone could stand up to Liquid like that. It was pretty amazing.

[foolishwren]

_{['Friend' was a nice word. She'd been using it relatively sparingly before she got here-- ... and had still BEEN trying. Eventually you're gonna have to own up and accept that you're making NEW friends, Heather. Otacon definitely being one of them.]}

Hah, really? I've stared down bigger, scarier things than him before. _{[Of course, those monsters were worlds different from the kind of threat Liquid was. She wouldn't admit it out loud, but she had been a little worried.]} ... Admittedly, nothing that did flips all over the room and made crazy Disney Villain hand gestures, but...

[philanthrotaku.livejournal.com]

I-I never thought I could say everything I did to him. Liquid always used to scare the hell out of me.

[At the Disney villain remark, Otacon burst out laughing.]

Y-you don't know the half of it! After Snake destroyed Metal Gear REX, Liquid decided to give a ten-minute lecture on genetics on top of the wreckage. Which...might have been on fire.

[Praise be to the electronic gods for skippable cutscenes.]

[foolishwren]

Well hey, you weren't so bad, yourself. _{[He had certainly seemed a lot more PISSED at Otacon's words than hers... you just never knew.]}

... Oh god. Wow. I... I think I'd have paid to see that.

[philanthrotaku.livejournal.com]

I guess I just got tired of being useless.

Honestly...it might've been funny if everything wasn't on the verge of complete chaos.

[foolishwren]

Hey, you're not useless. _{[Not everybody had the guts or strength to be much use from a muscle standpoint. It wasn't a crime. Especially when you could think a lot of the more 'action'-y people under a table.]}

I'm... not gonna lie, I almost started laughing. ... But I have a feeling that if I'd done that, it would've stopped being funny in a hurry.