[The feed opens in a decidedly innocent fashion. It's jauntily wobbling back and forth as its holder walks, and the screen is filled by a big blue :D face, backed by an even bluer sky. ... And the occasional waving green tips from the sand dunes he's passing. Yes, Butch the Quagsire is on the beach, waddling happily down to the shore with Heather's
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I'll be back soon, I just wanted to get some air
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Hey.
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Hey, Dad...
[... They've probably already spoken at least briefly about Claudia's presence in Johto, if Heather hadn't actually HEARD his conversation with her, anyway. If she had, it's safe to assume that she heartily approved of his sass.]
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How are you doing?
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[She sits up, swinging her legs off of the table with a sigh.]
M'all right...
... Well, no, I'm not, but... I will be.
[She always was... eventually. Part of being a survivor...]
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Oi, Heather? You okay?
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Hey, Crow.
Yeah, I'll be fine.
[... But she didn't say she was fine right now. Because she's not.]
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[Oh no, he's not letting you get away with this so easily.]
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[She pauses to think about how exactly to phrase a better answer.]
... No.
[... Yeah, that worked.]
[She doesn't have the energy to dance around peoples' questions like she normally does, today...]
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Feeling blue?
[Not that he actually cares, but he's as curious as always.]
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Well, I was, but now that you're here, my aura's turning green.
Like, barf-green.
[... But even her usual snark seems a bit lackluster. Truth be told, though, he probably already knows exactly what she's upset about...]
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[He knows. Actually, he was planning on bringing it up.]
But enough of the usual banter... I'm sure you've seen our newest little arrival.
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[Though any amusement at all pretty much flies out the window when he cuts to the chase. A dark, ugly expression crosses her face.]
Yeah.
I did.
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He greets her by holding his hand out in front of her face, twisting it, and doing what he does best-- producing a light pink flower out from thin air for her. His smile is soft and encouraging for once, not playful]
... oi, you.
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[She doesn't sit up just yet, but does lift one hand to take that flower.]
... Hey.
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What's with the expression? You look like someone stole your ice cream.
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Nah... if someone stole my ice cream, I think there would be tears and profanity involved...
[Once upright, she rests her feet on the bench-seat and her elbows on her knees, shoulders rounded as she looks down at the flower in her fingers. ... And for once, doesn't put it behind her ear.]
[Just twirls it gently between thumb and forefinger, watching it.]
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