67. [4TH WALL EVENT POST]

[foolishwren]

[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'

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[razpony]

[Here Heather. Have a goggled pony and his Gallade. Just. Staring.]
What sort of beast is that?!

[foolishwren]

That's an angel.

[The ugliest angel EVER, but an angel.]

[razpony]

...Are angels meant to look so evil around here?

[foolishwren]

Here?

No.

Back home?

Yes.

Action..............hotel.......

[harryusedworry]

[Harry is staring ...and staring....and ...]

......

Heather....

Action..............hotel.......

[foolishwren]

[And Heather is in the midst of chucking her pillow straight at the unwanted guest. It nails the 'angel' right in the fact with a WOMP.]

Dad! Stay away from it!

[harryusedworry]

What's going on.

[Oh so calm for this incredibly strange moment.]

[foolishwren]

I have NO idea. Get-- NO GOD DAMMIT--

[Valtiel is now shouldering his way between Heather and Harry. If it had eyes? It would be glaring at Harry with them. >8( WHAT'RE YOU DOING TALKING TO THE MOTHER OF GOD?]

[omnomcookies]

ME WANT COOKIEEESSSS!!

[foolishwren]

....

[... AND HEATHER WANTS TO STOP BEING TRAUMATIZED BY ICONIC FIGURES FROM HER CHILDHOOD.]

I think there's some-- uh-- over there.

Yeah.

[omnomcookies]

COOKIEESSS!!

[And he's going to sit there and make a crumby mess in your room.]

[foolishwren]

[Face in hands. SOB.]

[Valtiel is now glaring at Cookie Monster. >8( HEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING.]

[action]

[bakaitoukid]

[IS SHE WANDERING AROUND SOMEWHERE WHERE HE CAN SEE HER?]

Hea-- [what the heeeeell]

[action]

[foolishwren]

[YES SHE IS. LET'S JUST SAY-- OUTSIDE ON THE BEACH.]

[By this point? She's figured out that Valtiel isn't goin' anywhere, and is just resignedly trudging along, looking pissy as hell while the eyeless creature sort of... bobbles along behind her jerkily.]

Hi.

[action]

[bakaitoukid]

Who... [just. lifting a hand and pointing]

Who's your new friend?

[action]

[foolishwren]

He is NOT my friend.

[Hi Kaito, meet Heather's combination guardian angel/otherworldly midwife. Who might try to strangle you if you get too close to Heather. For the moment, though, he is preoccupied with going through Heather's bag.]

[blacklodged]

[Oh hey, it's Heather!- and ... ... actually, he's not even going to try to put a name on that thing. He keeps a wary look trained on it as he goes up to her. Sort of carefully. As is his tone. :| What if he angers it he really isn't sure what he's supposed to do about its presence.]

Heather. What is that?

[foolishwren]

[HI THERE COOPER.]

[Guess you won't have to rely on second-hand sources for examples of Silent Hill wtfery for the moment.]

[Heather, for her part, looks angrier than the creature... although when Cooper approaches? It stops investigating the contents of Heather's bag and straightens all the way up, folding its arms. >8( It's watching you Cooper.]

Cooper.

That is an angel.

[blacklodged]

[...what is he doing wrong, creepy-creature-thing? Can't he talk to Heather? :c]

[At the statement, though, he does a double-take. A long one, before turning back to her and managing to pull off a raised brows/frown combo.]

... Looks pretty different from your average storybook version of one.

[foolishwren]

[WELL OBVIOUSLY HE MIGHT WANT TO HURT HER, AND THEREFORE HURT THE BABY. ... Which... doesn't exist anymore, but don't tell Valtiel that.]

[Heather just sighs.]

Well, that's why they call it the 'storybook' version... bit different from reality.