Between the kindness of strangers and the rumble of the road
Who: Aoko Nakamori, Crow Hogan, Harry Mason, Heather Mason, Henry Townshend, Kaito Kuroba
Where: Route 38
When: Nighttime, August 31
Summary: Campfires are interesting places. Even more interesting when the people sitting at one are a detective's daughter, a guy who plays card games on motorcycles, an internationally-wanted jewel thief, an ( Read more... )
Where: Route 38
When: Nighttime, August 31
Summary: Campfires are interesting places. Even more interesting when the people sitting at one are a detective's daughter, a guy who plays card games on motorcycles, an internationally-wanted jewel thief, an ( Read more... )
[It's a grin that spells trouble.]
[With one hand, she removes the stick she's been holding from the flames of the campfire and turns it aside so that Cujo can happily gobble the flaming marshmallow from the end of it, which he does with gusto. With the other, she lifts Hazel the Pichu up underneath her chin in the same way one might traditionally hold a flashlight, to cast dramatic and spooky shadows over one's face. It's not quite as effective when the 'flashlight' is actually a squirmy, faintly-luminous mouse, but it works well enough.]
I'm gonna tell you guys a story... but not just any story.
This one's true.
And yeah, yeah, I know, everybody claims that about their campfire stories... but you can be sure of this one, because it happened right there in my town.
[... But don't worry. She's not referring to Silent Hill, thank god. Although her tale may still ring bells to a few of the little group ( ... )
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[Henry makes a little face at this supposed victory.]
What.
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[Heather, on the other hand, is just beaming. She folds her arms and puffs out her chest.]
I win.
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[Henry wasn't one to really...argue for or against the fact that he was scared. He just kind of retreated into his own little world and accepted whatever descriptions folk made about him. Coward, stoner, receiver.]
[But Heather was starting to push at his buttons.]
[Henry didn't even know he HAD buttons.]
Just because you sounded like you swallowed your tongue doesn't mean your story was scary. Or convincing.
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Why'd you jump, then?
... 'Sides, if anyone'd believe me when I talk about ghosts, I'd think it'd be you.
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Oh.
[8C.............................Nom. HE DUN BEEN TOLD. Now he kind of felt bad.]
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[No need to feel bad, though. Heather's just laughing it all off and playfully flicking a marshmallow at him.]
The moral of the story is, ghosts are assholes.
The end.
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I liked the sound effects.
[Just a little familiar Heather.]
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[Yeeeeaaaah. Just a bit. She'd probably told Harry this little tidbit at some point before-- because dude, she'd been pushed in front of a train by a ghost.]
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[No really dad, I was in my room doing homework...and then a ninja came and ate ALL the cookies!]
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I consider that one of my strong points.
[She gives her hair a haughty toss and buffs her nails on her vest.]
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I deserve, like, a modesty medal.
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