018. Video

[foolishwren]

<sub>[True to her word to several by this point, Heather's almost back to Violet. Her end of the line has been oddly silent for the past few days except for a few snarky remarks or other brief conversations, and that's largely due to her... well... unexpected traveling situation. But she's dealing! It's okay. She's got this. Really.]

[.... Or not? When the camera comes on, it's Cloverfield-level shaky, with the view swiveling around drastically and showing flashes of bare ground and campfire-- and something green off to the edge that was probably James and a sort of interested-looking Harry Mason standing up by the fire and peering over in the direction of whatever was shaking the camera around. Somewhere behind the log he'd been sitting on, if the viewer was paying very close attention in the BRIEF INSTANT that particular spot was visible, they could see a very vengeful set of Furret eyes glaring over the log at Harry. But that context is a tale for another time.]

[For now, the camera finally turns to focus on Heather's face, and she looks wide-eyed and excited. The past few days've been hard on her, but the situation at hand is temporarily drowning out any and all weird emotional problems she might or might not be having.]</sub>

RISE! RISE IF YOU'RE THERE, THE EGG'S HATCHING!

<sub>[No punctuation and all.]

[The camera turns down to the large cream-speckled egg that Heather's last transmission had asked about-- its surface is shinier than before and reflects the light of the campfire. But more importantly, it's starting to wiggle around and crack. Heather wasn't NEARLY this excited about her other eggs, but this one is a ~*~mystery~*~ and it's BIG so she's sort of kind of wiggin' out.]</sub>

Comments

[foolishwren]

_{[Just wait till the Gen 3 Pokemon eventually start appearing. Nobody expects a flying brontosaurus.]}

My names need to be filled with spontaneity and creativity. _{[She said this in a very serious, flat tone, but considering she'd named one of her Pokemon something like ARTY.... chances that she was being serious were relatively slim.]}

... Have you named yours anything?

_{[What did he even have? She had no idea-- and no real idea how to ASK, either. ... But she wanted to know. Understandably, she'd never learned a whole lot about what Harry had been like before she was 'born'... Maybe Otacon was right, she should take advantage of this opportunity. Lord knew it wasn't one she'd ever be able to get back home.]}

[2beamasonator.livejournal.com]

If that's what you're looking for.

[Heather can name her pokemon however she wants. If she wants spontaneity and creativity then go for it. Harry doesn't know Arty was supposed to be 'Raccoon Thing' and it's probably better that he didn't.]

Mine? Oh um, not really. I've been thinking of naming my bird something though.

[Something along the lines of Sherlock Holmes but he's been debating other names to call it. You could just ask Harry 'What pokemon do you have?' and that would do just fine. ]

[foolishwren]

_{[Yeah, especially when he DOES eventually stumble across the truth and realizes that his daughter who was supposed to be all creative and inherit his writerly talent was naming things after acronyms.]}

What kinda bird?

<sub>[If he said 'Sherlock Holmes', she would laugh her ass off on the inside. He always did love those books.]

[On wobbly legs, the newly-hatched fawn, barred from the woods by Heather's arm, turned and started to stumble towards Harry instead. INCOMING BABY WARNING.]</sub>

[2beamasonator.livejournal.com]

[That will be an interesting day. At least she IS naming things though! For a writer Harry hasn't really come up with many names for his pokemon yet. He hardly has em out though so.]

Just a pidgey. I was thinking of naming it after a character from a book I like.

[well books and short stories, but Sherlock Holmes was cool like that! and pffff don't be hating on it!]

[Oh golly, baby deer heading towards Harry? Can't have it running off into the woods, so he's pretty much going to be blocking it from running past as well. Maybe he'd pet it too but didn't it just come out of an egg a bit ago? Don't those things need to dry first?]

[foolishwren]

_{[It takes everything in her power to avoid blurting out one of the many mystery novelists she knows he's always liked. She'd never really inherited his bookishness, but she'd still spent most of her childhood reading and he'd done his darndest to impart his mystery book enthusiasm onto her.]}

Sounds like a good plan.

_{[The baby sure didn't seem to think it needed to dry off. Enjoy a still-slightly-slimy baby deer rubbing against you, Harry.]}

.... I think he likes you.

[2beamasonator.livejournal.com]

[Pffff passing on mystery book enthusiasm is the best thing ever though, don't lie Heather! Also you sealed the deal on the name Sherlock Holmes for his Pidgey.]

You think so?

[ffff still slightly slimy deer is not what he wanted rubbing against him. He takes it in stride though and goes ahead with petting it. He may be cold with Arty, but he's not heartless!]

...I can't imagine why. It wasn't like I was the first thing it saw.

[does that even apply to pokemon?]

[foolishwren]

_{[NO IT WAS NERDY UGHGHGHG.]}

Maybe it's just a really friendly deer.

_{[Don't ask her whether or not that applies to Pokemon, she's sure not an expert. And it was okay to be cold with Arty, because Arty was a brat.]}