004. Video

[foolishwren]

[It's dark-- lit softly by only the glowing computer screens on the counter and there's not much to be heard at first except for the rain just pelting down against the Cherrygrove Pokemon Center's windows. It's always a little crowded in the Centers, but it looks like it's at that witching hour where just about everyone-- trainers, their Pokemon,

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[restardom]

...

[ someone saw that transmission and is going to be tired as hell in the morning, but friends come first, so a bleary-eyed Rise is heading on over. ]

I'm not much of a tea person either, but why not?

[foolishwren]

[When Rise enters, Heather once again looks up from her sort of ghetto kettle that she found in some closet somewhere and actually manages a grin.]

Hey, Rise. Not leaving yet?

[She doesn't BLAME her-- only a total idiot would try and leave in weather like this-- although the hail had started to tail off.]

Want some hot leaf water?

[restardom]

Yeah, this weather's awful, so I'm trying to see if it'll let up a little before I risk it. We've got a big group, anyway, and if one of us gets sick, there's not much we can do.

[ and she's joining Heather with a sleepy kind of cheeriness. ]

Sure!

[foolishwren]

Yeah, jeez, I don't blame you. This place might be boring but I think I'd rather stick around here for awhile longer than try and go out in that...

[Although Heather is one of those people, you know, the ones who would go out in a sleeveless shirt and shorts in, like, icy November rain and be all "I'M TOO COOL TO GET SICK" and then get sick and feel stupid, but repeat it again the next time it rained.]

[She grabs some plastic cups that she found just sort of... AROUND, like by one of the water coolers or something, the sort they always have in lobbies, and poured some into it.]

Super classy, I know, but I couldn't find anything else.

[restardom]

It's a lot classier than camping out under trees, isn't it?

[foolishwren]

THAT'S for sure!

[restardom]

That part I'm not looking forward to again.

[foolishwren]

Seriously... I thought I saw an ad in the window of the mart for umbrellas? I might be needing like... TEN of those...

[restardom]

You saw right! I can help you out with that.

[foolishwren]

Oh-- really? Like, you could get me a discount or something? [God, Heather, you cheapo. They're like 100p. Still, she looks sort of hopeful. But seriously Heather you don't need ten umbrellas on discount. Stop it.]

[At least she's not really moping anymore. Hanging out with a buddy cheers her up pretty well. Takes the mind off... things.]

[restardom]

... Maaaaybe ten percent, if they like me enough.

[ and that's what Rise was counting on-- never mind that she's got no idea what's going on with Heather in the first place. ]

[foolishwren]

Woooo! A winner is me! [She puts her arms up in the air in an ... oddly lackluster display of triumph. It's four in the morning, whatcha gonna do.]

[And Rise did a good job of it! Admittedly, Heather's pretty good at hiding her problems behind humor-- and chances of her actually talking about what was bothering her are slim to none. But distractions were good. Heather lived off of conveniently-timed distractions.]

[restardom]

I'm surprised you're still up, though. I would've thought you would have passed out by now.

[foolishwren]

Hah, well... I'm a night owl by nature... that and the hail was keepin' me up earlier anyway... The sound it makes on the roof is more or less equivalent to what I figure it would sound like to stand outside with a colander on your head and let people throw golf balls at you.

[Actually, she's mainly up just because she's... worried about something. But the hail sure didn't help.]

[restardom]

Right... it's making it hard for anyone to sleep with that sort of thing going on.