IC CONTACT (Victory Road)

[foolishwren]

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"Yo, it's Heather. I'm probably asleep or one of the Pokemon ate my 'Gear or something so I can't answer you right now. But feel free to leave a message or something.
I'll probably get back to you. ... Probably. Peace out."

Click!



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Comments

[action]

[exeggutorhead]

Okay, look.

Luvdisc and Alomomola both exist, you never know. But yeah...maybe these are all weird extinct versions.

[He does privately wonder if these Growlithe are all this small or not. Then again, he's used to Cujo, who ALSO isn't normal. He doesn't want to bring up the direct comparison right now though.]

[He does, however, pull a show-off pose.]

Still though, what do you think? I spent all that time picking it out, you gotta tell me.

[text | backdated to 3/17]

[exeggutorhead]

important question

are you tired of being cold

[foolishwren]

y.............. es???????

[exeggutorhead]

second question

do you know Korra?

[foolishwren]

uh....... yeah??

I mean, not super well

but we've met and talked a few times

why??

[exeggutorhead]

because she said if we came and visited the sevii islands where it's warm she'd teach me how to surf

probably you too if you want

[foolishwren]

oh shit

_{[She doesn't think she's been back to Sevii since... well, since the whole Resort Gorgeous thing, right? She has to admit, that experience soured it for her a little, but... the Ultra Beasts are no longer a threat. So... what would be the harm?]}

I don't think i've ever even considered surfing

[exeggutorhead]

me either but she taught her tyrantrum how to do it so I'm pretty sure I can learn

it'd be fun to do acrobatics again too

[foolishwren]

WHOA there pardner, let's make sure you can actually stay on the board before we start talking acrobatics

I don't want you to drown lol

[exeggutorhead]

no I'm starting with backflips and handstands it'll be fine

[He laughs in the face of danger HAHAHAHA]

[foolishwren]

NO

_{[She knows he's kidding BUT ALSO IT'S ENTIRELY POSSIBLE HE ISN'T]}

[exeggutorhead]

can't stop me unless you're in the water too!!



so we can go on vacation right? it's so cold

[foolishwren]

then you might drown ME




but I guess we have been working a lot lately, haven't we...

[exeggutorhead]

noooo never

and yeah we have! i'll come do a cute face at you if I have to

[You're dating a lizard Heather HE'S BEEN TEMPTED WITH NOT BEING COLD AND NOW THAT'S HIS ONLY GOAL]

[foolishwren]

... DON'T THREATEN ME WITH A GOOD TIME, ENVY.





Actually no now you have to do something cute

get over here

[exeggutorhead]

oh no how terrible not my best talent what will I do





yeah okay where are you

[foolishwren]

living room

hurry up buttercup, time's a-wastin

[exeggutorhead]

[It's a few minutes longer than could be expected before Envy comes downstairs.]

[This is because he's put on multiple layers of sweater and scarf and a ridiculous fuzzy hat with a pompom that someone had gotten him one holiday or other. He's really going all in on selling how terribly cold he is and how important it is to go to a nice island.]

[He drapes himself dramatically over the back of the couch to give her his best starving orphan eyes.]

Okay, here I am. So cold. Very cute. How cute do I need to be?

[foolishwren]

<sub>[He isn't the only one who put some thought into this scenario-- although he does have Heather beat. Because she just put on a disdainful expression and propped one leg up fancily. She's trying to look like someone who would cast judgment on someone's cuteness factor.]

[And it's very hard to keep the sneer from cracking when he appears in his five billion layers.]</sub>

Disgustingly.

_{[DO PUPPY EYES FOR HER, PAUPER!]}

[exeggutorhead]

[It's safe to say that this is the most clothed Envy has ever been.]

You're terrible.

[He proceeds to slide the rest of the way over the back of the couch next to her, rearranging himself on the way like some sort of snake to drape over her lap, facing up, the picture of drama. And then, yes. Does puppy eyes up at her. There's practically anime sparkles around him.]

Can't we go on vacation to the beach?

[foolishwren]

<sub>[It's a Christmas miracle.]

[And it's no coincidence that Heather's slid one hand over her mouth under the guise of a yawn as he puts on his show. On her lap. Because he is much better at keeping a straight face than she is, and the anime sparkles are killing her.]</sub>

Hmmm...

You are extremely pitiful...

... Ask again, but as a Victorian orphan slowly perishing of tuberculosis.

[exeggutorhead]

[HE SAW THAT FAKE YAWN and feels extremely pleased with himself about it. But the show must go on. The beach is at stake.]

[He widens his eyes and does his own little pathetic cough into one hand, voice creaky as he goes on.]

My withered lungs need fresh seaside air.....if...if we don't go to the beach....

[cough cough]

The doctor said they would disintegrate....

[foolishwren]

_{[Okay, now she's actively snorting into her hand. He's done it. The sad little cough was the cherry on top.]}

Disintegrate, you say?

I guess I have to agree to the beach.

You probably need to keep your lungs from doing that.

[exeggutorhead]

[SUCCESS]

[He nods solemnly, Victorian tuberculosis waif face still firmly in place.]

Oh yes....they're so important....

But by your great mercy, they're saved...!

[coff coff]

Oh no...oh no it may be too late....

[Time to top this off with a dramatic tragic orphan death scene.]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[The Victorian Tuberculosis Waif Face is going to be a mainstay, she can tell-- was it a mistake to make him this powerful? Possibly.]

[But that will be a problem for Future Heather.]

[Right now she has to play along.]</sub>

OH NO!

If only I hadn't been so busy doing my job at the pollution factory...

You could have been spared...

_{[Taking full advantage of the fact that he's sprawled across her lap like a DRAMA QUEEN, she crumples over him to theatrically blubber directly into his scarf-wrapped neck.]}