[So that night, y'know, Heather and presumably a lot of other people getting ready to head off from Olivine in the morning after all that stormy chaos had all either conked out in the Center or checked into the (distinctly crappier than Goldenrod's, for the record-- PEH) local inn for the night.]

[And in the morning, all would be normal and Heather' ( Read more... )

[This is the last place Heather wants to be. And when the feed blinks on, it shows ( Read more... )

[You know how most workplaces have those ridiculous, seemingly-arbitrary rules concerning things like cell phones and mp3 players that make sense in theory but really don't in practice? Well... turns out Johto's no different.]

[The feed flickers on and off a few times so anyone who's looking at Heather's channel is being treated to a sort of trippy ( Read more... )