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victory_road2016-06-09 10:59 pm
foolishwren) wrote in victory_road2016-06-09 10:59 pm
001. [Video/Action for Cherrygrove City]
[Heather didn't make any video posts during the long, long slog from the rocky slopes of Route 46 to the pleasant, nostalgic beaches of Cherrygrove.]
[That reason is because she and everybody else on the hike look like absolute shit.]
[Even after a VERY LONG shower (thank god for Pokemon Centers that virtually never run out of hot water), there's still grime on her skin. SHE CAN FEEL IT. But oh well, she's gotta make a video anyway. So here network, please accept for your consideration one (1) exhausted, disheveled Heather Mason in what is very obviously a generic T-shirt on loan from the Center itself.]
[Behind her is what everyone will no doubt recognize as a Center lobby-- a place she hasn't had to crash in in years.]
Well, that sucked.
Hey, everybody.
This is Heather, checkin' in along with Henry-- [She shifts the 'Gear to the right so that it will show a man lying facedown and completely still across multiple lobby chairs, still streaked in mud and being tentatively nosed at by a very small Phanpy.]-- and Envy-- [She starts to shift the 'Gear to the left but is cut off with an indignant bark of "DON'T FILM ME."]
--well, point is, we're alive.
Uh, Lust? We're gonna stay here-- or in the hotel if we can scrounge the money-- for the night, and then fly home in the morning.
And Tobias? I did wind up gettin' a couple of Blake's Pokemon-- uh, a Kingler and a Gallade. Didn't check their names, but they're there. So, I'll be takin' care of those unless he comes back, I guess.
[She lifts a hand to cover up a barely-stifled yawn-- there's still dirt under her nails.]
So yeah I'm gonna go sleep forever now. Peace.
[That reason is because she and everybody else on the hike look like absolute shit.]
[Even after a VERY LONG shower (thank god for Pokemon Centers that virtually never run out of hot water), there's still grime on her skin. SHE CAN FEEL IT. But oh well, she's gotta make a video anyway. So here network, please accept for your consideration one (1) exhausted, disheveled Heather Mason in what is very obviously a generic T-shirt on loan from the Center itself.]
[Behind her is what everyone will no doubt recognize as a Center lobby-- a place she hasn't had to crash in in years.]
Well, that sucked.
Hey, everybody.
This is Heather, checkin' in along with Henry-- [She shifts the 'Gear to the right so that it will show a man lying facedown and completely still across multiple lobby chairs, still streaked in mud and being tentatively nosed at by a very small Phanpy.]-- and Envy-- [She starts to shift the 'Gear to the left but is cut off with an indignant bark of "DON'T FILM ME."]
--well, point is, we're alive.
Uh, Lust? We're gonna stay here-- or in the hotel if we can scrounge the money-- for the night, and then fly home in the morning.
And Tobias? I did wind up gettin' a couple of Blake's Pokemon-- uh, a Kingler and a Gallade. Didn't check their names, but they're there. So, I'll be takin' care of those unless he comes back, I guess.
[She lifts a hand to cover up a barely-stifled yawn-- there's still dirt under her nails.]
So yeah I'm gonna go sleep forever now. Peace.
[action]
I think I need some tomato sauce to address the scurvy I've undoubtedly developed from being in the woods for nine days.
[She frowns to herself as she tries to undo the hair disaster as gently as possible. She hasn't had to deal with long hair in SO MANY YEARS and this is so much worse than anything she's ever personally encountered.]
It's... getting a little better.
[She's lying, Envy.]
[action]
[He drops his face into his hands, elbows propped on his knees.]
I'm gonna have to cut it ooooffff. What's the point?
[DRAMATIC MISERY TIME]
[action]
[BUT IT'S TRUE. SHE HAS NO IDEA HOW TO SAVE THIS.]
If worst comes to worst, we can put a hat on you while we fly home and then go see a hairdresser, okay?