[There's a whole lot of jostling noises before the 'Gear, turned on in the hubbub, tumbles out of a small pile of clothes and lands on the bed, showing a jumble of items and ... general junk that Heather's allowed to accumulate in the hotel room.]
[There's a few crumpled paychecks, unfolded clothing, spare Potions and Pokeballs, and more than a few
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Hheh.
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I... what is... I don't even...!
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[Claudy is now nipping at the cover-flap of the bag, trying to pull it over herself. With a sigh, Heather goes over and flips it listlessly over the top of the bag. Happy owl noises ensue.]
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No.
I-I'm gonna do it tomorrow!
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I'll come and watch.
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[She'd been going to ask him to, anyway. The offer warms her heart, though.]
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Well, I'M not gonna be the one doing the fighting!
... But hey, no matter who is, I guarantee I'll rock the world. [Cocky? MAYBE A LITTLE.]
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Don't get too cocky. You may not be doing the fighting directly, but without your orders, your Pokemon will have no idea what to do. You both need to keep each other strong during this, don't forget that. The best way to victory is to be in sync with your team.
[Prior experience from getting OWNED BY WHITNEY.]
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[Ever the patient, mature individual, Heather rolls her eyes and makes every facial expression you'd expect from a bored, overconfident teenager being grilled on caution.]
Yeah, yeah... we'll be fine. I beat Bugsy just fine, didn't I?
[... That probably had a lot to do with the type advantage, Heather.]
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Well, I'll be there to make sure you're doing a good job.
[I'LL SCOLD YOU ALL THE WAY]
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[She doesn't say 'Gramps' because she knows he's not... actually an old man, and she doesn't say 'Dad' because... well, to be honest, she'll probably never be able to think of any person besides Harry Mason as her father, anyway. SO FUCK IT, YOU'RE 'MOM', DAVE.]
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[SORRY SNAKE YOU ARE A BIT OF A MOTHER HEN. It's okay, Heather won't tell anybody. <3]
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