foolishwren | 024. Video (illustrated)

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024. Video (illustrated)

_{[This is it. It's the big day. THE big day. The day Heather said she was going to kick Falkner's feathery butt. A little while earlier, Heather had posted a particularly cocky video in which she stated these intentions with deep conviction and a big ol' smirk on her face.]}

_{[So, how's she faring?]}

_{[Well, the camera turned on about halfway through the battle-- why? Maybe she'd just forgotten, or maybe she'd realized it wasn't filming halfway through. Who knows? But either way, it came on just in time to catch a very battered-looking Arty struggling to stand. She had powered through Noctowl and Honchkrow, but now her little legs were wobbling for once, the normally-bloodthirsty Furret was looking like she'd really rather be somewhere else. And this was for good reason, because about two seconds after the camera came on, a blur of tawny down and glossy yellow and red flashed past the screen and the camera shook-- but the sound of impact was unmistakable, as was the high-pitched hum of a Pokemon being summoned back into its Ball.]

[Also unmistakable? Was the sound of Heather's creative cursing, distorted as it was from the 'Gear being waved around.]}

_{Fricking fu--} Cujo, you try! Take him do-- NO, you-- GO.

_{[The screen swerved down to settle on the happily-panting Growlithe by her side. He stared back up at his trainer adoringly, sloppy pink tongue lolling out of his mouth like a giant fruit rollup. Her commands only made him wiggle with excitement and wag his tail.]}

I-- no. Jesus.

_{[The camera shifted once more as Heather stuck the gear under one arm, pointing off-camera with the other.]}

Arty's down! Go! Fight!

_{[Cujo tilted his head. Ooh! OOH! He knew this one!]

[Panting happily, he sat to attention and lifted a paw.]}

.... No. _{The hell, who even taught you 'Shake'... I thought you just knew how to chase shit...}

_{[... Idea.]}

COOJ! GO GET THE BIRDY!

_{[Insta-attention getter. Cujo's ears stood up straight and within seconds, he was darting into the field, barking up a storm. Somewhere on the other end of the arena, Falkner just shook his head and pressed a hand to his temple. His Pidgeot, meanwhile, focused its golden glare on the Growlithe and, with a few mighty strokes of its wings, went airborne again.]

[The next few minutes of film would be-- slightly difficult to decipher. The battle was high-speed and high-stakes. But the general gist of it was... Cujo was not doing well. And the sound of plastic creaking increased as Heather's grip on the 'Gear did. Her commands had gone from confident shouts to mumbles-- because none of it really seemed to be doing much good. Cujo wasn't being disobedient, he just... wasn't listening and he was getting clobbered for it. None of his attacks seemed to be able to do much against the swift opponent. ... And was that... worry in Heather's voice?]}

No-- no, no, dammit, you stupid mutt, look out!!

_{[A sharp yelp broke the air as the pup was knocked sprawling by a vicious swoop from the bird Pokemon, which was in the process of circling around for another blow, just as Cujo was picking himself up off the ground. Finally, Heather broke her quiet and yelled again, a note of panic in her voice.]}

LOOK OUT!! Don't you know how to do ANY attacks that aren't--

FOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

.........

_{[The camera turns around and there's a brief flash of Heather's face, looking somewhere between... surprised and horrified, before she hits the 'Off' button hastily.]}

_{[ooc: Action for anyone who might have been around to see the battle-- after the video stopped, Heather promptly lost the battle out of sheer loss of focus. Apparently that sudden Fire attack really shook her up.]}

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_{[It's awhile before he gets an answer. When he does, it's obviously from somewhere outside the gym, and Heather's looking a little singed around the edges.]}

Sorry.

I'm fine.

You scared the hell out of me...are you sure you're not hurt?

Jeez, Hal, I said I was fine.

_{[It came out a little snappier than she intended it to.]}

I-- ... seriously, I'm okay.

[He flinched at that, for a split second looking like a kicked puppy.]

...sorry. I'm just glad you're alright.

_{[It's okay, Otacon. Heather's just really bad at dealing with peoples' concern constructively.]}

It's-- ... don't apologize, I'm just-- yeah. I'm fine. We're good.

How're you and Liquid doing?

_{[SUBJECT CHAAAAANGE~]}

We're fine. I'm a little worried about what Snake might be up to without me.

[If 'a little' meant 'extremely'.]

...you know, if you weren't sure what type of attacks your Growlithe had, you could have asked me.

[That was his way of saying 'so i herd ur scared of fire?']

I haven't.... heard anything from him.

_{[Not since before the whole Unown thing happened.]}

And-- ... I didn't think I'd have to. I didn't KNOW he was a Fire type. The thing friggin' drooled enough to be WATER. How was I supposed to guess he'd do THAT?!

_{[That was Heather's way of saying BAWWWW IT WASN'T MY FAULT _{EVEN THOUGH EVERYONE TOTALLY DROPPED ENOUGH HINTS FOR ME TO FIGURE IT OUT ON MY OWN}. She doesn't even address the unspoken question on the subject of her little phobia.]}

I'm not accusing you of anything.

[he gave her a sympathetic smile.]

I just meant to say that I'm sorry if it...y'know, surprised you.

... _{[She finally heaves a deep sigh.]}

Yeah... yeah, it surprised me.

I wasn't expecting my dumb dog to be a raging inferno machine.

[He didn't speak for a minute or two, thinking about how to approach this. He never was all that good at handling delicate situations.]

My...my sister was afraid of water. Terrified of it. A week or so before I woke up in New Bark Town, we had to rescue her from an offshore base that had been damaged and was flooding. She'd have to swim with Raiden, the operative we were working with.

[Seeming thoughtful, Otacon smiled cheerfully--and icon keywords were never quite so relevant.]

She managed to get through it because she was with him--because she had someone that could support her. I want to be able to help my friends like Raiden helped someone he'd only just met. So if there's anything you want to talk about, Heather...I'm listening.

....

_{[There's a pause.]}

... Fire just creeps me out, all right?

There's nothing weird about that.

_{[Except for the fact that she was scared of it largely because she'd once been burned alive. That was just, y'know, a coincidence.]}

No, there's not. Everyone has something they're afraid of.

[His tone was cheerful, understanding--he wanted Heather to talk to him, but he wasn't going to force her.]

_{[Oh, Otacon, if only you know just how many somethings Heather was afraid of under that bold facade.]}

It's just freaky, that's all.

It's not like I wig out whenever I light a match or something. I'm not phobic or something.

_{[... It sounded more like she was convincing herself than trying to convince Otacon.]}

...Heather?

You don't have to fake it. I give enough of that to everyone, and frankly receiving it really sucks.

_{[... And it also kind of sucked to be confronted straightforwardly about it like that.]}

.... _{[Groaning, she turned away from the camera slightly and pushed the hair out of her face.]}

I had a bad experience with fire.

Not too fond of it now.

...can I ask what happened?

_{[THAT? Gets a bit of a laugh.]}

You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

But to make a long story short, I got burned. The end.

_{[... Sorry, Otacon. Heather's not exactly the easiest to get to 'fess up about this stuff.]}

Edited 2010-09-04 02:57 (UTC)

[He pinched the bridge of his nose to ward off the incoming headache, laughing tiredly.]

[Things were reeeeally starting to wear on him.]

Heather, I have seen robotic ninjas, clones, some blond nutcase flipping around on my bipedal nuclear robot shouting about sunglasses and genetics I could have proved wrong in high school, a completely insane artificial intelligence, a girl who deflected bullets, and a freaking bisexual vampire.

Try me and see if I don't believe you.

_{[Otacon, you are far more patient than most people Heather's dealt with. In fact, that's how she's gotten by this far. By being so deliberately obtuse and stubborn over these things that anyone who might happen to pry at all would give up. And that's what she's gotten used to doing with everybody here, too, apart from a few dropped details here and there.]

[But then came Otacon's infodump of wtf and Heather's brows shot up.]}

.... A vampire?

_{[OH HELLO LAST-DITCH DISTRACTION ATTEMPT.]}

[Otacon was, in fact, INCREDIBLY patient. You kind of learned the patience of a saint when breaking through difficult firewalls. And dealing with Snake. And all the other chaos he lived in.]

[But even his patience wore thin now and then, and at this point he just wanted to shake Heather and tell her to knock that shit off and talk to someone.]

I'll explain if you do.

_{[Heather was aggravating like that. It came from growing up with one person to confide in, screwing that up, and then losing them the moment you started to un-screw it up, and moving on from there on your own. It was... difficult. But she'd gotten used to it.]

[.... still went without saying that she deserved to be shaken a little, though.]}

... Fine.

When I was seven, someone lit me on fire.

All of me.

Satisfied?

[Just. This face.]

[WELL GEEZ.]

[He was trying to help and now he feels like a TOTAL JERK.]

Heather, I...I didn't know, I...

[He looked straight at her, genuinely upset and with that kicked puppy face he seemed to be using a lot lately.]

I'm sorry. I...didn't realize it was anything like that.

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