foolishwren | 013. Video

013. Video

[OOC: SUP GUYS this is backdated to the day after Heather and Liquid decided that booze was the answer to their problems. ... Which means... this is awhile ago. SORRY I AM A HORRIBLE CONTINUITY-KILLING PERSON. The end results of this post will more or less explain why Heather's been quiet for awhile in the meantime. Sorry sorry sorry! _{Also I apologize in advance for Heather's relatively uncreative vulgarity.}]

_{[The feed's been on for awhile. It's been aiming straight upwards, giving a worm's eye view of the robin's egg blue, cloud-scudded sky, framed by a tight ring of pine trees. Pidgeys are chirping. A breeze makes the trees sway and lean. It's an incredible, beautiful day.]

[And Heather feels like someone ran over her head with a steamroller and then allowed an obese man on a pogo stick to use her skull as a trampoline for a few hours. And also the pogo stick was actually a live bear.]

[The first words out of her mouth, should anyone have happened to blip onto her feed at just the right time, were:]}

... Jesus whoremongling shitfuck. Ass.

_{[This is the voice of someone who is pretty much angry at everything that ever existed right now. And also the voice of someone who feels like their head is trapped in the Large Hadron Collider. So it's pretty much the most pathetic whimper that anyone here has probably ever heard coming out of Heather's mouth. But it's still filled with rage, so, y'know.]}

_{[The camera tumbles sideways as she sits up-- apparently it was lying on her stomach. Once on the ground, it gives everybody a nice view of where she was sleeping, which was evidently the bottom of some tree, somewhere. And also a nice view of Cujo's feet. Ten guesses who had woken her up.]}

Hnnnggh, oh, fuck ... go lick someone else for a fuckin' while, you stupid goddamn dog. Get.

_{[Shoving the concerned Growlithe away with one foot, Heather right-sided the Pokegear and lifted an arm to wipe the coating of puppy drool off of her face, grimacing and letting out a low moan of pain. Kids? Alcohol is bad. This is what it does to you. It sure as hell isn't the first hangover she's had, but it IS probably one of the worst. If only because it's the first one she's had in a good long while. That and before, she'd never been drinking anything that had come out of a garbage bag. Her eyes are bloodshot and baggy, her hair is sticking straight up on one side, and as the cherry on the cake, she appears to be wearing her vest sideways with her head sticking through one of the arm-holes.]}

Fuckin' ... never again.

_{[Covering her eyes to blot out Mr. Sun, who had apparently decided that he did not want to be her friend anymore and furthermore that her eyes were his mortal enemy that must be destroyed, she peered downwards and finally noticed the cheery little red light on the 'Gear that indicated that her pain was currently being broadcast far and wide. Gritting her teeth, she reached down and picked it up.]}

Boys n'girls, this is a public services announcement. I am so fucking hungover right now.

Yep.

That's it.

That's the public announcement.

You're welcome.

Liquid, m'gonna kill ya. Twice. I don't care that it was my idea.

I am pretty much angry at everything in the world except for starving Nigerian orphans.

..... does Nigeria even fucking exist here?

... No. No it doesn't

Fuck.

I guess I'm angry at everything then.

_{Fucking dadaists.}

_{[Feed goes black. ... Apparently, Heather doesn't like dadaists.]}

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_{[Heather has been lying with her vest wrapped around her head, under the illusion that somehow cushioning every part of her skull with something squishy might negate the headache. It wasn't working.]

[Also, the sheepy little bleat would normally be a welcome thing, but right now it felt like someone was drilling into her skull. She's still lying on the ground. In pain.]}

Shh, Posie... [ and the Mareep obediently quiets, but gives Heather a nudge. Why aren't you moving, Heather? DDDD8

Meanwhile, Rise's crouching down and waiting for that nudge to rouse her, holding out a bottle of water and a few pills like a peace offering. ]

Morning!

_{[Okay. Heather added an amendment to her previous statement. Now it was 'I hate everything in the world except for starving children in Africa and also Posie'.]}

Heeey.

_{[She coughed and raised a hand to clumsily pat Posie on the head, then sat up, grimacing.]}

Nnnggg... I feel like a truck ran over my head... thanks, man.

[ hell yes, Rise's sheep is up there with starving orphans. Rise rocks back on her heels, grimacing in as cute and sympathetic a way as she can manage. ]

No problem. You look horrible, so I can only imagine how you feel.

[ Rise Kujikawa, Queen of Subtlety. ]

_{[Mareeps are impossible to hate. They are pretty much the antithesis of hate. Heather bunched up the vest into a wad and tossed it aside, rubbing her temples and groaning.]}

Yeah. Remind me never to drink anything offered to me by Liquid ever again.

... With a name like that, I wouldn't.

_{[Uncapping the bottle of water, Heather knocked back a couple of the pills with it and swallowed audibly, grimacing.]}

It's a codename.

Not a very cool one, admittedly.

Yeeah, it doesn't really strike fear or anything.

[ while Heather's doing that, Posie plops her chin on Heather's knee with BIG SHEEP EYES. Someone's worried. ]

I know, right? It sounds like some kind of drain cleaner more than anything else.

_{[It doesn't matter how horrible the hangover is, it's impossible not to smile at the baby sheep.]} Aw, Posie. _{[FLEECE RUFFLE.]

[Cujo doesn't seem to be nearby for the moment. Heather probably got tired of having her face assaulted with drool so she put him back in the Ball.]}

[ YOU TOOK CARE OF THE OWLBAG TOO, RIGHT. RIGHT?? Meanwhile, Posie is happily beaming, or trying to, because that expression is hard for a sheep to pull off. ]

You know... [ and Rise settles into a sit herself. ] I'm kinda curious about what happened, but at the same time, I'm not sure I want to know.

_{[Maybe she did and maybe she didn't! YOU DON'T KNOW. It looks like Heather's bag is lying harmlessly over in a crook in the tree roots, somewhere around Otacon's head. It doesn't look like it contains an owl...]

[Heather's mouth cracked into a pained grin as she scratched between the little sheep Pokemon's ears.]}

It's... not as exciting as it probably seems. We came. We drank. We conquered. And then I think we were kicked out of a restaurant and Liquid destroyed a set of chairs with his face, and then we passed out. And Otacon talked about bunnies a lot.

H-Hal did?

... Hal drank??

[ sadly, Rise is more surprised by Otacon willingly ingesting alcohol than she is about him expounding on bunnies. ]

... We-ell... I mean, I kinda had to break out the 'double dog dare' before he finally did it.

... And we kinda kidnapped him out of the Pokemon Center.

_{[And by 'kidnap', she meant that Liquid charged into the Pokemon Center with her on his shoulders, cavalry style, dragged Otacon out from under a table, and hauled him outside.]

[Heather Mason and Liquid Snake are terrible, terrible influences.]}

[ there's a moment, in which Rise struggles with a look of dismay-- and then it collapses into laughter. ]

I wish I could've seen his face! That poor Center, they've seen so much just in a month--

_{[Laughing sends pangs of pain through Heather's head, but she can hardly help it. Even though her memories of the previous night were kind of fuzzy, she remembered THAT part pretty well. She's not gonna mention the part where Liquid found it hilarious to grab poor Otacon's butt in front of an entire Pokemon Center of scandalized old ladies, though, because she's not entirely sure Otacon's dignity would be able to handle anyone ELSE knowing.]}

Oh my god, I know, seriously. I think the nurses hate me.

_{[... For good reason. Ever since the whole bathing incident, Heather's reputation had been on a steady downwards spiral with the Violet Center workers.]}

[ In between bathing antics and Himiko accidentally paralyzing half of the lobby and a certain someone unleashing a Gyarados inside the place, the nurses have probably considered other careers. ]

You think they hate you? Every time I bring Himiko in, they start glaring. And they still smile, it's so creepy!

_{[For pretty much the entire duration of the storm, apart from when she left in search of flood victims, Heather was trapped in that crowded, enclosed space, and... well. Needless to say, she discovered many new and exciting ways of getting on the nurses' nerves. It was safe to say that between them, Heather and Rise had probably peeled several years off of the workers' careers before retirement.]}

You noticed that too?!

I'm not even allowed to let Cooj out in there anymore. Not even kidding. I have a slip of paper that says I'm not allowed to.

Whaaat? That's like-- Cujo discrimination! It's not his fault he's... overexcitable!

_{[Truthfully, Heather really can't blame them for not wanting him out, especially considering how jam-packed the place was during the flood. But hey, she's not about to pass up a chance to be all indignant.]}

I mean, come on! Not that I'm like... a HUGE FAN of him or anything _{[She still claimed to hate his little doggy guts, naturally.]} but he starts whining through the Pokeball if I don't let him out often enough.

... They can do that??

He can.

Maybe it's just him. Maybe he just has extra powers to ensure that no matter what I do, he'll be able to annoy me.

Awww, Heather, I think he just wants you to pay attention to him.

Hnng... yeah, I guess.

_{[Grump grump grump. Heather knows good and well that's what it is, she's just a butt and doesn't like to admit that Cujo's the first dog she's met that she can't hate.]}

[ she knows that face. And she's grinning. ]

Hopefully before they start banning him everywhere else, too.

_[GRRRRRR.]

Yeah well... I guess I'd better start training him better and shit.

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