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Room 014 [video]

_{[This is not the first time Henry has broadcast from the branches of a tree. This is, however, the first time he seems genuinely happy to be in one. There's something different about the normally reclusive photographer. He's got a head full of brilliant orange hair courtesy of the Halloween section in one of the little marts in town. The spray has made it stiff so it's sticking out in every direction. It matches the foliage behind him quite nicely.]

[He hasn't told anybody about this, having snuck out early in the morning to begin what will probably end up getting both his and Heather's asses kicked by a particular grumpy space robot.]

[If he can catch them.]

[He's got the 'gear angled up at his face and high above him, Burger the glameow is lazing on one of the thinner branches. Several bright green threads are draped around him and he seems pretty happy as well.]}

Watanuki, I got some yarn-- it's going to have to be all one color though. Burger destroyed the second color I got. Is one, uh, bundle of it enough? I need your address.

_{[He pauses and looks thoughtful. A leaf drifts down and sticks to his hair.]}

I sure am glad I blend in now so no giant birds can carry me off.

_{[ :I Oh, he knows what's coming. But he says that as straight-faced as ever. No, Ironhide, he is not dropping this.]}

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[...What. Henry what are you doing.]

Giant birds?

Hey, man. Shh, I'm playing a prank on a space robot.

_{[Somebody's in a good mood today! You even get a smile, Envy!]}

[Ooohh a prank. Envy approves of pranks! He hasn't met any space robots yet, but that sounds like a suitably impressive person to pull something on.]

Yeah? What kind of prank is it?

Heather and I are trying to convince this robot guy that human hair changes color with the seasons to protect us from predators.

_{[He plucks the leaf out of his hair to show Envy what a good job he had done. Awh yeah.]}

[Okay that gets a laugh out of him. Especially because Henry, your hair.]

Heh, that's pretty good! Is he falling for it?

We had him earlier but he hasn't replied to this video yet. I'm just glad he's not actually in town.

Space robots don't take too well to pranks, huh?

[Which actually makes whoever the victim is an even better prank target as far as Envy's concerned.]

...what kind of dye is that in your hair, anyway? [Envy has not been introduced to the wonders of Halloween spray dye.]

We'll have to see.

_{[Henry pinches a tuft of his hair and pulls his fingers away to frown at the dusty orange on them. It looks like he just took a bath in cheetos.]}

It's not really dye--it's just spray. You can find it in some of the marts that have rubber masks. There are a lot of colors.

_{[... Okay, Henry. She forgives you for leaving her in the lurch in that conversation with the Angry Dadbot.]

[She forgives you for everything.]

[Because this is beautiful.]

[With ALMOST a full head of black hair by this point, Heather is standing at the base of the tree with her arms around her stomach and shoulder pressed against the bark for balance. She is laughing, and she is laughing HARD.]}

OHOHOHO MY GOHOD.

Y-you know that if he were here in Ecruteak, we'd both be so dead, right?

_{[After having posted his video to the World Wide Pokenets, Henry was lazing like Burger with both arms dangling off the branch.]

[AND THEN THERE CAME A MIGHTY LOLZ FROM BELOW.]

[Henry peers over the edge of his branch to find adopted!sis laughing her ass off. A little grin surfaces. c: It wasn't a face he made often, but the photographer was proud of himself and he was glad Heather approved.]}

Yeah.

_{[He then observed something.]}

We're both Halloween colors now.

_{[Heather approves. Heather approves very much.]

[... Which may mean very little when both of them inevitably get pinned under an ANGRY AUTOBOT GLARE later, but she's proud of her adopted!bro coming out of his shell enough to be a mischievous goofball for a little bit. The Halloween spirit is all about pranks, after all.]

[Wiping at one eye, she looks up with a big grin and plucks at her hair. She finally chopped off whatever was left of the blond, so it's a little shorter than normal, but ALL black now.]}

We totally are!

It was fate.

What are you doing down there, Heather? You'll be carried off. You'd better hide!

_{[Mock panic flies across Heather's face.]}

... Shit! I don't blend in!

Hair, why are you failing me?!

_{[She turns in circles, flapping her hands anxiously, before dashing over to the trunk of the tree and pressing herself against the darkest patch of bark she can find.]}

I don't wanna be carried off!

Come up here! I'll share my leaves. You can use Burger for a helmet.

_{[The glameow in question rolls his eyes. B[ Pfff he was best glameow. he didn't have to deal with this.]}

Sure, I'll just-- Heeey, how do I know you're not just luring me up there to make sure that if a giant bird comes by, I'll stand out more than you by default?

....Damn.

_{[Pointing dramatically upwards.]}

I've got your number, backstabber!

This is like the SECOND time you've set me up to take the f--ohjesus.

_{[A shadow had passed across the leaf-covered ground as a wild Fearow on its way to skewer some Caterpie in the woods somewhere soared overhead-- and Heather, accordingly, threw her arms over her scruffy black head and scampered further under the cover of the trees, letting out a little squeal.]}

_{[Do you hear that sound, Heather?]

[Do you hear it?]

[That honking crow is Henry trying to laugh maniacally.]}

_{[... Hell, she's just surprised to hear Henry LAUGHING.]

[Not in a bad way, though! Still, keeping in-character, she scrunches her face up at him from her 'shelter' in the shade.]}

You dastardly fiend!

Now I'm trapped!

If I come out, the birds will get me.

When you get pecked to death by birds, can I have Carousel?

_{[Henry really, really wanted to try to ride that horse.]}

NO.

I already gave you a turtle furnace. The last thing YOU need is TWO living fire hazards.

_{[She's watched you light those candles whenever you get spooked, Henry.]}

.......Henry....what are you doing?

_{[..................Uh oh.]

[Uh oh.]

[Think fast, Townshend. Don't let Harry know you're trolling robots. At least you're not smoking at the moment.]}

Hey, Mr. Mason. Burger and I are just enjoying the weather. What are you doing?

I was writing.....

Why is your hair orange?

_{[Henry is master of the straight face...but it was SO HARD lying to Mr. Mason. He almost loses his grip on the branch and wraps his legs around it. 8I;; Hnngg.]}

Just trying to get with the holidays. Heather and I are Halloween colored now.

What were you writing?

You dyed your hair orange. .....because of Halloween?

[Sorry, not getting him off topic, that easily.]

Yes.

_{[NOTHING STRANGE TO SEE HERE, NO SIR.]

[Henry actually starts to climb down so that he doesn't look...AS weird.]}

......

Alright.

Warn me next time though.

Okay...

_{[There is a long pause.]}

I have some spray left over...

Do you?

Yeah, you want some?

_{[He leans a little to eye Harry's hair. He's looking for the gray hairs Heather probably put there herself.]}

Orange would be a good color for you.

_{[SOMEbody's perky today.]}

[There's...a few.]

Er...no. I think I'll stick with brown.

But thank you.

Hahahaha! You look straight out of a Japanese TV show!

_{[SUPER SAYAN HENRY IS HERE TO SAVE THE DAY.]}

Thanks. It's camouflage.

For what? A pumpkin farm?

No, the trees!

_{[He points to the bright orange leaves around him. And stuck to him.]}

We're playing a prank on a robot.

Seriously? Awesome.

[ There are no words... ]

Henry-san...your hair...!

_{[ :I Henry gives Watanuki a little wave.]}

Yeah, I'm playing a prank on a robot. How are you?

I...see.

[ NOT REALLY BUT WHATEVER ]

I'm well. You look like you're in a good mood today.

I am. This is going to be great if it doesn't get me killed.

_{[He adjusts himself there on the branch and holds up the yarn again.]}

What do you think?

Er. Don't put yourself in danger, Henry-san.

[ Inspecting the thread over the 'gear. ] The yarn looks fine; the important part is that you're satisfied with it. Should I send Suzu to pick it up?

[ He's not the one wearing it, after all. ]

I think it's nice. And yeah, I'm ready to send it. I just wish Burger hadn't destroyed the other color.

_{[And then he seems to space out. 8I He's noticed something about your face Watanuki.]}

What was the other color?

[ Pause. Headtilt. Yeessss? ]

Edited 2011-10-27 09:32 (UTC)

_{[NEW SUBJECT TIME.]}

Your eyes are cool.

[ ...that honestly takes him by surprise. No one's ever commented on his eyes being 'cool', but that's mostly because most of the people who've ever commented on them knew the story behind them--which, admittedly, was far less cool. (Having your eye eaten by a demon as a power snack is unappealing, trust Watanuki on this one.)

A moment passes, and he smiles, a bit rueful. ]

Thank you. I wasn't born with them, but I guess I've gotten used to the look.

An aunt of mine had a white cat with eyes that color.

_{[You are now a cat, Watanuki.]}

What time should I be at the mart for the pick-up?

[ See icon for expression details. Thank you for that kind comparison, Henry. (It's funny because he's totally associated with a cat in canon, especially when he gets mad--I mean.) ]

Suzu can make it to Ecruteak by nightfall, if he's flying alone. Is that all right?

_{[(asdfdsgl oh no XD)]}

That's just fine. What is Suzu?

_{[AND THEN THERE IS A GLAMEOW NOSE OVERTAKING THE SCREEN. Sup. Burger is best Glameow.]}

Suzu's my Dragonite--oh!

[ Derp. Blink. Hello there, Burger. ]

Is this your Glameow, Henry-san?

_{[ DX BUTT IN FACE. Get out of the way you waste of fur! Henry is trying to pick up Burger and move him so that both of them don't FALL but Burger is busy being a camera whore.He's got some of that stolen yarn draped across one ear.]}

Gla'myow.

Yes. He likes the camera, sorry.

[ A tiny smile and wave for Burger. ]

He seems like he's got personality.

He's got enough for both of us.

_{[He manages to shove the cat pokemon out of the way.]}

Thanks again for doing this. I'm sure Clam will thank you too.

[There's Crow, casually walking down the streets of Ecruteak, enjoying the last warm days of autumn, passing by some tree--

... with a man sitting there.

A man with orange hair ~~wait how is that strange that's Crow's natural hair color--~~.

Who is also Henry.

Out of many questions appearing in Crow's mind, only one ends up being asked out loud:]

... What the fuck?

[BRB GAPING AT HIM.]

_{[Crow's baulk from below startles Henry a little. He wraps his arm around the branch he's been laying on and peers down. 8I it's the sandwich guy.]}

Oh, hey, Crow.

[Still staring, looking as if he saw a ghost or something. Actually, scratch that -- a ghost wouldn't startle him that much.]

Uh, yo, Henry.

... The hell are you doing up there?

Playing a prank on a space robot.

_{[ c:! ]}

A prank.

[That he can understand.]

On a space robot.

[This part? Not so much. Probably due to his own experiences with space robots.]

... You sure you didn't hit your head while climbing this tree or something?

Yeah, there's a guy who was a robot before he came here. Doesn't know about rabies and stuff. Heather and I told him our hair changes color to protect us from predators.

_{[He looks...rather pleased with himself. He's in a GOOD mood today. Which is why he is saying several sentences one right after the other and not staring at the ground.]}

I haven't seen you for a while.

... Heh. Awesome! Be careful, though; robots have no sense of humor, y'know?

[Oh, he can tell the difference between what he sees now and that ~~creep~~ ball of anti-social he's given a sandwich to. It's a change for the better, too! ... Right?]

Yeah, been staying in Goldenrod for some time and stuff. How've ya been?

I've been okay. This place isn't busy as Olivine.

_{[It seemed to be tourists or old people.]}

True, 's pretty dull 'round here compared to there or Goldenrod, huh? [Because "dull" is synonym to "peaceful" in Crow's book.]

I dunno. I kinda like dull. I haven't been to Goldenrod.

No? You've gotta visit it sometime! It's a really cool place. Kinda like where I live! ... Except a lot smaller and, y'know. Behind in technology.

[You see this face, Henry? This is the face you're getting right now.]

[He is just staring into the video feed, and glaring, as if he's making an attempt to set your hair on fire with the power of his mind.]

_{[Silly Ironhide, Henry's hair is already fire-colored!]}

Hey there.

You look stupid.

Yeah? Well you won't think that when you get eaten by giant birds.

I punched a bat in the face. Why would a bird be any different?

Because a bat is like--

_{[He holds his hands out to show how big zubats are and nearly falls off the branch. He lets out a little yelp and clings, chin flush on the bark. The 'gear camera is now upside down.]}

Yeah. These birds, man. They're huge. Even bigger than you. They're going to come. I didn't think I'd actually change that fast but...I'm not gonna complain.

Napalm is bigger than me.

[Napalm is an Onix. He'll be fine.]

_{[Henry has not met this rocky wonder.]}

...like the explosive?

No. Her.

[He turns the 'gear. And suddenly there is a HUGE FACE on the screen.]

[Hi Henry. Napalm says hello.]

_{[Henry leans back. Woaaaah it was one of those things that Carousel fought! Only not as shiny.]

[...it kind of looked like Ironhide.]}

See? Nothing to worry about.

_{[Ironhide has Henry at a very important fork in the road of decisions. He could blow this lie RIGHT OUT OF THE WATER and tell him that Napalm would be nothing but a caterpillar to these terrible Homeworld Birds.]

[Or he could shut the hell up before he ends up saying something that'll get him pummeled.]}

She can protect you until your hair changes, that's great!

Edited 2011-10-28 04:24 (UTC)

[Napalm tilts her head - she may not be able to speak, but she can emote pretty well. Her expression is clearly one of, "... What."]

I do not have hair.

It'll grow!

_{[....unless he had gotten too old. Henry takes a moment to admire the robot's baldness.]}

They sell wigs this time of year. I don't mean-- the silly ones. Just normal looking hair.

They sell... what?

Wigs.

_{[Oh, yeah, robot.]}

It's fake hair for people who can't grow their own. Sometimes they get sick. _{[Or old.]}

I am not sick.

Well, no...I'm just trying to help.

_{[YOU'RE JUST TRYING TO BE A BRAT.]}

I do not believe you.

Suit yourself.

_{[A fine, thin orange drop leaks from Henry's hairline, right between his eyes. He hasn't climbed in a while and the effort it took to get up there AND arguing with a grouchy space robot has made him sort of sweaty.]

[The photographer's eyes cross in attempts to find the droplet. Oh shi--]}

Gotta go.

What is that, boy.

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