Long time no post? :'D HAVE SOME RANDOM.
[Seems like Santa was nice to Heather this year! :D!
Anyone who happens to be walking by ye olde Happy Burger this evening and happens to look up will find that Heather has somehow managed to climb up onto the roof of the fast food restaurant, and is... looking surprisingly calm. This is because, well... she hasn't seen a single one of her monsters since her brutal killing of the Closer. Sure, this may be some kind of "calm before a storm", but Heather is tentatively enjoying the lack of IMPENDING DOOM.
So why is she up on the roof? She's watching the sunset, the now ragged-eared Raijuu at her side. She's nibbling on a batch of french fries, and sharing with her electric cat, as well as a gaggle of bizarre crow-like birds. She glances sidelong at the Shinx, who occasionally swipes one of the birds with his claws.]
'Ey. Calm the hell down, will ya?
[The Murkrow scatter, then regroup around Heather, landing onto spots beside her, around her lap, on her shoulders. Two fight for the spot atop her head. Her serene gaze melts into a scowl.]
You're gonna rip out my hair, stupid birds-- [She throws a handful of fries off the roof, and the Murkrow all dive after them.
... And then are back a few moments later.
... SIGH.]
Ya know, even though I understand the confusion 'cause apparently tattoo ink and nicotine is suddenly animal bait... I'm totally not a friend to woodland creatures. Like, at all. Raijuu's just special. Go find Snow White or somethin', I'm sure she's around somewhere in this crazy clusterfuck of a place. [A Murkrow on her shoulder tilts its head and squawks in her ear. She stuffs a fry into its beak, quieting it.]
Anyone who happens to be walking by ye olde Happy Burger this evening and happens to look up will find that Heather has somehow managed to climb up onto the roof of the fast food restaurant, and is... looking surprisingly calm. This is because, well... she hasn't seen a single one of her monsters since her brutal killing of the Closer. Sure, this may be some kind of "calm before a storm", but Heather is tentatively enjoying the lack of IMPENDING DOOM.
So why is she up on the roof? She's watching the sunset, the now ragged-eared Raijuu at her side. She's nibbling on a batch of french fries, and sharing with her electric cat, as well as a gaggle of bizarre crow-like birds. She glances sidelong at the Shinx, who occasionally swipes one of the birds with his claws.]
'Ey. Calm the hell down, will ya?
[The Murkrow scatter, then regroup around Heather, landing onto spots beside her, around her lap, on her shoulders. Two fight for the spot atop her head. Her serene gaze melts into a scowl.]
You're gonna rip out my hair, stupid birds-- [She throws a handful of fries off the roof, and the Murkrow all dive after them.
... And then are back a few moments later.
... SIGH.]
Ya know, even though I understand the confusion 'cause apparently tattoo ink and nicotine is suddenly animal bait... I'm totally not a friend to woodland creatures. Like, at all. Raijuu's just special. Go find Snow White or somethin', I'm sure she's around somewhere in this crazy clusterfuck of a place. [A Murkrow on her shoulder tilts its head and squawks in her ear. She stuffs a fry into its beak, quieting it.]