Heather Mason (
foolishwren) wrote2010-09-17 02:31 am
Entry tags:
- *ace attorney: phoenix wright,
- *artemis fowl: artemis fowl,
- *brave story: wataru,
- *dcmk: kaito kuroba,
- *eyeshield 21: hiruma yoichi,
- *persona 4: rise kujikawa,
- *silent hill: james sunderland,
- @james,
- all phobias: engage,
- are you afraid of the dark?,
- arty,
- bad memories,
- calm before the storm,
- camping at night,
- daddy issues,
- furret,
- i've got a bad feeling about this,
- ic,
- nightmares,
- officially freaked-out now,
- scary stories to tell in the dark,
- silent hill survivors club,
- unexplained anxiety,
- video,
- violet city outskirts
027. Video
[ooc: Forward-dated to the wee hours of the morning, around 3:00 or 4:00.]
[So she'd been having some problems with fire lately, and it had been rattling her nerves. That was normal, right? This was normal.]
[When the camera turned on, there was the usual firelight that indicated that Heather was, once again, sleeping out in some sheltered area of the woods on account of A) Being totally broke, and B) having a increasingly-strained relationship with those Center nurses. But this time, the fire's a fair distance away, leaving most of Heather's features in shadow.]
[Normally she was okay with fire in most situations. She could light matches without freaking out, and while campfires weren't exactly her favorite thing in the world, they were kind of necessary for, y'know, camping, and they didn't make her want to run screaming for the hills or anything. But tonight... tonight, for some reason, that fire sent vicious little shivers down her spine and she'd realized that she did not want to sit near it.]
[Even through the shadows, the glaze of sweat on her skin was visible, as was the fact that she was unusually pale. In her lap is Arty, who seems to be a little confused at being used as a squeeze-toy, but is holding abnormally still for once, whiskers twitching and black eyes glistening in the fire's light. She can tell there's something wrong.]
H-hey, um...
... That was a pretty crazy storm earlier, huh?
I can't be the only one still awake.
.... James? Uh-- ... man, what am I saying, you're probably not even awake. [Forced, awwwwkward laugh. Of course he wouldn't be awake, and anyway, he was going back to get his wife, he didn't have to hear about her fucked-up dreams. In fact, why would she even want to tell him? They were just dreams! So what if they were about...]
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[Nightmares like that had to be normal after everything she'd been doing, right...?]
.... SOME weather we've been having lately, huh, guys?
[So she'd been having some problems with fire lately, and it had been rattling her nerves. That was normal, right? This was normal.]
[When the camera turned on, there was the usual firelight that indicated that Heather was, once again, sleeping out in some sheltered area of the woods on account of A) Being totally broke, and B) having a increasingly-strained relationship with those Center nurses. But this time, the fire's a fair distance away, leaving most of Heather's features in shadow.]
[Normally she was okay with fire in most situations. She could light matches without freaking out, and while campfires weren't exactly her favorite thing in the world, they were kind of necessary for, y'know, camping, and they didn't make her want to run screaming for the hills or anything. But tonight... tonight, for some reason, that fire sent vicious little shivers down her spine and she'd realized that she did not want to sit near it.]
[Even through the shadows, the glaze of sweat on her skin was visible, as was the fact that she was unusually pale. In her lap is Arty, who seems to be a little confused at being used as a squeeze-toy, but is holding abnormally still for once, whiskers twitching and black eyes glistening in the fire's light. She can tell there's something wrong.]
H-hey, um...
... That was a pretty crazy storm earlier, huh?
I can't be the only one still awake.
.... James? Uh-- ... man, what am I saying, you're probably not even awake. [Forced, awwwwkward laugh. Of course he wouldn't be awake, and anyway, he was going back to get his wife, he didn't have to hear about her fucked-up dreams. In fact, why would she even want to tell him? They were just dreams! So what if they were about...]
.....
[Nightmares like that had to be normal after everything she'd been doing, right...?]
.... SOME weather we've been having lately, huh, guys?

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... Heather?
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H-hey, Rise!
[Heather grinned, trying her best to look like it was another casual late-night 'lol look at me, I'm totally awake! Haha, aren't I wacky?' conversation.]
You can't sleep either?
[No eldritch abominations had come lumbering up out of that fog outside her little hollow yet, and she didn't think any WOULD, but she just couldn't shake that calm-before-the-storm feeling. It wasn't that it was unusual to get that feeling after .... these nightmares, but... this time it almost felt tangible.]
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No... maybe it's just one of those nights, you know? I didn't think anyone else would be up, though.
[ of course she's curious. Is she going to ask? ... Normally, yes, but with Heather, she knows better than to pry. ]
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If there's one thing I've learned in my life, it's that there's always somebody awake.
[Trying to pry into Heather's affairs was often futile an frustrating. Of the few here who'd tried, Otacon was likely the only one who'd succeeded... and after finding out what was really up, he... just might have regretted it. ~*~TMI~*~.]
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Huh...?
... that icon is like, the ultimate woobie face.
Well HOWDY.
Wataru is indeed very much a woobie.
Umm... You sent out a call?
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I wanted to prove my theory that other people were awake.
And I did!
Hallelujah.
[She's... kind of overcompensating, but she really, really wants to forget about those bad dreams...]
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[HORRIBLE NIGHTMARE BUDDIES GO]
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So what're you doin' up so late, Lawyer-Man?
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I...woke up. And, er, couldn't get back to sleep. [What a marvelous understatement. Don't pretend like you didn't sit around hyperventilating for thirty minutes because when you have nightmares, Phoenix, you have NIGHTMARES.]
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N'yeah, me too.
[She hadn't hyperventilated so much as sat very still for a long period of time, eyes wide open and ears straining to hear any foreign sound. Like some kind of awkward, gangly rabbit.]
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[Which is the funny thing, he thought he'd be so happy with her here but there was just something... Wrong. Maybe it wasn't the weird weather that was keeping him up, or the odd feelings he had been experiencing since it's arrival, but something else.]
Heather, I'm up... Are you okay? You look pale.
[James doesn't have much room to talk, he looks as though he's been without sleep for a day or two and could really use some rest.]
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Hey! I-- uh, yeah, I'm fine. I didn't wake you up, did I?
[... And then...]
... You don't look so good, yourself...
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[Though James didn't really wanna say why exactly. He was a grown man and as much as nightmares effected everyone... Well, he was a grown man, it wasn't exactly the manly thing to admit that scary dreams were keeping you up.]
I'm fine. So uh, this weather... It's pretty umm.. familiar isn't it?
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Yeah... actually, that's why I wanted to talk...
I um... I've been thinking about that place a lot.
Y'know.
[He'd know.]
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Problems?
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[Like hell she's gonna tell a still-near-stranger about her nightmares.]
You?
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Trouble sleeping?
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What're you doing up?
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[ That's not to say he hasn't slept already, though ]
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Heather's post to the network provides a reprieve, though he can immediately tell something is wrong with her, too]
Hey.
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[But she doesn't HAVE any reason to actually be worried, right? It's not like That Night she'd come home too late, after all. It's just late-night, post-nightmare paranoia, right? .... Right? god forbid the dawn come.]
Hey you.
Can't sleep either?
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Talking to Heather will help him get his mind off of his problems, won't it? That way he can shove them down so far they never see the light of day, just like he normally does. He can handle this... he had learned how to a long time ago]
3 a.m. is a nice time of the day to be awake during, that's all. Would be nicer without all this fog, but... you take what you can get, right?
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