[It's dark. But judging by the orange, flickering light lighting up Heather's face as she does the customary squint-at-the-screen-to-make-sure-it's-recording motions, she's got a campfire lit. Satisfied, she puts it down on her pack and adjusts it a little before taking a seat in front of it. She's already laid out the sleeping bag and everything
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That was fun as hell!
[... not that he realizes this, but... literally.]
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[Except... without the poisoning. She was kind of glad he apparently didn't remember that part. She wasn't about to tell him about it, either. Ignorance was bliss!]
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Right on!
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So you almost to Violet, too?
Bet I can beatcha.
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And uhm...ghost stories?
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And yeah, ghost stories. I figure, y'know, camping and whatnot... [... Nooooot that she wants to, y'know, be traumatizing any little children. At least not on purpose.]
Say, did you start on your way to Violet City too?
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O-oh [he's not a big fan of ghost stories, mostly because he scares easily], I don't know that many ghost stories, but I thought I saw a ghost once!
Uh huh! I left about a couple days ago!
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You saw one, huh? What happened?
Awesome! Hey, be careful, though, all right? I don't think those Beedrill are still around, but just in case...
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Anything juicy?
[Heather stop prying it's not like you're planning on telling anybody about YOUR creepy-ass backstory.]
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You mean like 'Nightmare Before Christmas' Halloween Town??? ... No way.
[Heather, an American Girl doll AND Spider-Man showed up here. Is it really that hard to believe that somehow, somewhere, Burton's childhood classic might be real, too?]
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Let's see, ghost stories... I might know a few from when I was a kid. [Hard not to, when you're a teenager in the most haunted state ever that does nothing but read.]
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Oh man, the ones you learn as a kid are the best. [Namely in that a lot of them were so retarded in hindsight that years later sometimes you can't even figure out why they scared you so much. ... Well. Unless they were the exact opposite which was pretty common, too.] Did you ever read those 'Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark' books? With those creepy-as-fuck illustrations? Dad used to get all worried whenever I took those things out of the library.
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[Oh wait, just a Hoothoot.]
Sh...she's kind of cute. [In a way only creepy little red-eyed owls could be.]
I remember those. Used to have one when I was a teenager, before I switched to Tolkien and Asimov. [Pause.] Isaac Asimov, not this Asimov.
[He props the camera up against something, which repositions the frame enough to show Otacon on a couch in the Pokemon Center. A certain pink sheep is on his fluffy little back beside him, asleep with a sound very like snoring. Meanwhile, there's a considerably large purple snake wrapped around Otacon's waist with her head on his shoulder.]
But you get the idea. Let's see...knowing you, I'd guess you've heard most of the usual ones.
[A long pause. Otacon thought about this, trying to recall a story past the typical ghost hitchiker on a dark road and hook left hanging on a car door handle. He thought and thought for a minute or two, finally coming to a conclusion.]
[He trusted Heather, after all--and what was more frightening than the truth?]
It's sort of a ghost story, if you turn ( ... )
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[She scoots over a little so that she can lean back on the boulders she set her sleeping bag next to, folding her arms behind her head.]
Looks like you've got a new guy, too!
[REALLY new. Heather's never seen an Ekans before. She doesn't have any particular aversion to snakes, so it kind of makes her curious.]
Annnd... yeah. [A cheeky grin.] I've heard most of them.
.... [Then, sobering up just slightly but retaining the smile, she shrugs her shoulders.]
I wish I could say that I didn't, but ...
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