foolishwren | 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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Yes, and hopefully, this world will stay that way. We don't need more danger than required.

[Vomited fetus, great in protein, horrible with trying to pick up chicks.]

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Yeah, sure would be nice if it did.

_{[Of course, Heather's not entirely sure there's not already a fair amount of danger lurking under the surface... given what had happened to Kay just the other week.]}}

[Oh dear, he sees that look.]

...Did anything unfortunate happen before I arrived?

... Well, sort of.

Nothing that wasn't taken care of.

But someone was kidnapped by someone or something from the local crime syndicate. It was pretty ugly.

I would assume so, but thank goodness that was resolved. I hope that these criminals were arrested and the person safe?

_{[Heather's expression grows dark at that.]}

... No. Victim's safe, but the kidnapper split. Whoever they are, they're still out there.

Thank goodness the victim is safe, but, hrm, that's quite problematic...I'll try to my best ability to help catch them. Was anything known about these criminals? Any recognizable facial or bodily features?

[Although the Professor isn't a detective, he's one at heart. It's hard for him not to get involved in solving a mystery, especially when he was popular among police back in London.]

I don't know, I never saw the guy.

If you want details, uh... you should probably ask Kay.

She's the one who was... well. She might have seen his face.

Perhaps I should do so on a later date if I ever managed to speak to this "Kay". Thank you for bringing this to my attention.

No problem.

I don't think any of us like to think about someone like that being on the loose.

Yes. Hopefully the man or woman will be caught soon...

[A face of worry clouds of the Professor's face. Luke was still out in the wild alone right now, so he's starting to get quite concerned. Not to mention the others he saw traveling alone.]

024. Video (illustrated)

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