[Most of the time, that whole cliche where people awake from a nightmare by BOLTING upright in their beds, eyes wide, sweat-soaked, and gasping like a fish? Totally false. Real life is rarely that dramatic, and accordingly, neither is Heather's normal reaction to bad dreams. She has them so often that they're rarely worth the energy to make such a
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Seeing her video feed, he sends her a message.]
---Miss Heather. [A pause.] Where are you, right now? [He's siting outside the Goldenrod Pokémon Center, looking rather... glum.]
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[He gets his answer awhile later, when she's returned from her wobbly trip around the hotel.]
Uhm. I'm in my hotel room-- wh-- ... where are YOU?
[She squints blearily. That... doesn't look like the Violet Center...]
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Edgeworth's camera shifts when he sits straighter on the bench, showing a glimpse of tall skyscrapers.]
I woke up at the Goldenrod Pokémon Center, actually.. in a corner of the lobby.
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[Heather squints at the screen further, finally sitting down in a hunched position, rubbing the back of her head.]
... Doesn't make any sense...
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H-Heather...?
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[The sound of the door opening occurs again and then Heather's pale, sweaty face appears in front of the screen a couple seconds later.]
Rise?
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[She squints at the screen.]
... Where... are you still in Violet??
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Is everything okay over there?
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Yeah, uh... just. Weird night.
Are YOU okay?
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I don't know where I am. Everybody else here is asleep.
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You don't-- uh. Stay calm or... or something. Um. What does it look like where you are?
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Heather...?
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Hey... uh.
Yeah. Um. Sorry.
[She... is even MORE frazzled than she sounds when she talks to him later on.]
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[It hasn't occurred to her yet to be overly concerned beyond sheer WTF. She's not entirely sure she isn't STILL dreaming, actually.]
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Gonna be okay?
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Always am.
Did you have weird-ass dreams too, then?
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Yeah. There was a dragon and the same person showed up to try and shoot me three different times. Even my damned mother came to the party. [He rubs the bridge of his nose; even thinking about it too much gives him a headache.] I don't even know if it was really a dream or not.
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Ugh, I think...
... The Kool-Aid man was chasing me.
It was definitely a dream.
Either that or I was on drugs.
... I need water...
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