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[haveyouseenalittlegirl]

[Video: Hey Route! Have an awkwardly smiling Harry, he's standing outside a hotel. Lisa the Togepi is peaking out of the bag on his shoulder, looking around.]

 

I guess you can get used to anything. Or at least I'm getting used to camping anyway. Heather and I made it to Goldenrod. 

 

[Just looking around]

 

....I guess it is true they paint every building the same colour. ...

 

Ah, well. I'd better go look around a bit so I don't get lost. 

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Harry Mason is off on an adventure. And by adventure I mean he's exploring Goldenrod. 

You can find him looking around a few places in the town. Stores mostly.  Why yes he does look lost.  ...is there a book store? He may be looking for something with books. Or feel free to find him in front of the hotel. ]

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[harryusedworry.livejournal.com]

Rather fixated on them aren't they.

[Rather amused by that.]

Something to look into for the future I suppose then.

[He can train pokemon and write...right?]

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[foolishwren]

Yeah... I guess when something's so ingrained in society, it's just all people ever talk about... _{[She has to admit she's found it interesting, seeing all the different ways the Pokemon just-- seeped into everything else.]}

I've seen restaurants that allow people to bring their Pokemon in with 'em but not their kids-- how weird is that?

<sub>[And of course you can, Harry-- just don't expect to get published easily unless that detective you're writing about has a trusty Jolteon or something by his side!]

[In any case, Heather puts the book back down, still grinning.]</sub>

Gonna keep writing?

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[harryusedworry.livejournal.com]

I guess so.

[He's slowly getting over the whole what the hell part of this and finding it rather interesting as well now.]

That is strange...

[And awkward smile. Hey he can totally include pokemon in his stories.]

Maybe. When I get more used to this place, I'd like to.

[Action] *SCREAM* Oh god I am so sorry for late. Finals are over now. ;-;

[foolishwren]

_{[Heather beams at the possibility. Things would never be quite the same here as they were at home-- with the cluttered little office and piles upon piles of manuscripts, but... still.]}

I bet you can use your 'Gear to log writing so you won't have to lug a billion notebooks around with you all the time.

totally fine. It's your turn on the log as well by the way.

[harryusedworry.livejournal.com]

[He looks thoughtful.]

That would save room.

.... DB< GOD DAMMIT LJ NOTIFS. /GOES TO REPLY

[foolishwren]

_{[She nods.]}

It pays to travel light... of course, over the winter I accumulated a ton of crap I don't wanna let go of, so traveling kinda sucks when I don't have something big enough to ride...

_{[Solid, after all, had only been borrowed.]}

Pretend this notif is for the log as well. :P

[harryusedworry.livejournal.com]

Really? What sort of things?

XD SWEET THAT WORKS

[foolishwren]

Just odds and ends.

A lot of us were here for the winter. So... everybody kinda tried to celebrate Christmas as usual. <sub>[It was been kind of neat, actually... the way that, despite being stuck in a strange world, all the foreigners had come together around a familiar holiday. Or not-so-familiar, for some of them-- but many of those had joined in the fun anyway.]

[It had been Heather's second Christmas without Harry.]</sub>

[harryusedworry.livejournal.com]

That sounds like a nice idea.

I take it you had fun?

[foolishwren]

Yeah, I--

.....


... Yeah.

_{[There were ... things going on at the time. Things like Harry-- a much younger Harry who Heather'd barely had a chance to talk to-- disappearing from Johto. And two of her best friends, brothers practically, going off to do something very stupid and possibly fatal. ... She'd had a lot on her mind.]}

... Was a little homesick.

_{[For the old days more than home itself. Home itself held no attachment for her anymore.]}

[harryusedworry.livejournal.com]

[He smiles sadly, understanding.]

We'll just have to fix that this year then.

[Home is wherever his daughter is.]

[foolishwren]

_{[... She smiles back. And would probably hug him right there if they weren't in the middle of a bookstore surrounded by stacks that could topple over at any second.]}

I like that idea.

[harryusedworry.livejournal.com]

[He nods.]

Do they normally celebrate Christmas around here?

[foolishwren]

I'm not sure.

There was a pretty festive, y'know, atmosphere in general but I dunno if it was the same holiday or if us outsiders were the only ones celebrating.

[harryusedworry.livejournal.com]

Something to look forward to then.

[foolishwren]

_{[The thought of getting to celebrate a REAL Christmas again... it's something Heather never thought she'd get to do back home. At least not for a very long time... not until she'd somehow done what she'd done HERE, really. Accumulate enough friends to make a ragtag little family.]}

... Winter's real pretty here, too.

Man, there's still so much I gotta show you.

[harryusedworry.livejournal.com]

[It will be an awesome Christmas.]

That'll be nice to see.


Is that so?

Going to introduce me to your friends soon?

[foolishwren]

_{[YES. YES IT WILL.]}

You bet! ... As soon as I can track a few of 'em DOWN, anyway. But yeah! You'll love 'em! ... Most of 'em!

[harryusedworry.livejournal.com]

[You get a raised eyebrow at that.]

Most of them?

[foolishwren]

... Well.

_{[How to explain this... Obviously she's not about to mention things like Kaito's not-so-legal secret career, but she's probably going to have to address the fact that her surrogate 'big brothers' are a wanted terrorist and a highly-trained soldier with severe emotional issues. ... And that the two of them were dating.]}

... Some of them are a little special.

[harryusedworry.livejournal.com]

.....

Define "special".

[Full on dad mode now.]

[foolishwren]

Uh... Well, some of 'em have...

Issues.

... But they're good people.

[harryusedworry.livejournal.com]

....Heather....

[foolishwren]

C'mooon. Don't you trust me?

[harryusedworry.livejournal.com]

You, yes.

Your choices of friends....not always.