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Room 019 [Video] [Action for Cianwood]

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_{[Henry strongly resembles a drowned rat. His Torkoal hoodie is soaked and hanging off him like a soggy orange snuggie.]}

Hey, Heather, we haven't drowned yet. We're going to build a raft. I found a hammer.

_{[Because what is private messaging? He shows the tool he managed to find and turns to look behind him on the roof. The coastal city is looking more and more like a coastal water park. A stinky one.]}

Henry had never been a boy scout. He hadn't taken a shop class either. The scrapes and cuts of his boyhood all came from not watching where he was going, the neighbor's cat, or x-acto knvies the other art kids left laying around at college. He stood there on the hotel roof looking at the bilboard bits and passing the hammer he'd found from one hand to the other. How the hell was he supposed to even start this? They didn't have blueprints or anything.

"Mr. Mason is there a flashlight I can hold?"

He was good at holding things! He was the best holder.

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"I think there's one over there."

Pointing to the side as he looks over the things they managed to salvage from the hotel.

Henry hung the hammer off one of his belt loops and meandered over to where the light had been tossed along with a few empty trash cans from the lobby. Hold the light. That's what sons did, right? It's what they always did on TV and those sappy life insurance commercials.

"Found it... Have you done this before, Mr. Mason?"

"Not really. ...well not for a long time. I built things when I was a kid."

He had an awesome tree house once.

"It shouldn't be that hard though. We just need to build a base. And make sure it can float. Also sides."

Henry held the light up and sniffed in the cold. Rain was not his favorite by a long shot. Instead of complaining, though, he watched Harry the same way a little kid might watch a super hero do his rounds.

He couldn't help but view both Heather and her father without a little glow of hero worship around them. They killed gods! Of course Harry could build a raft!

"Do you have any water pokemon? I don't have anyone that could pull it."

He pauses for a moment going over the mental list.

"No...I don't think so. We'll have to make do without. Is there any rope over there?"

"I think so." Henry made another trip and returned with thick rope draped over his noodly arms. "What are we going to do if the water doesn't stop rising?"

"It has to stop eventually. Until then we'll just have to find higher ground."

[Working on constructing the bottom of the raft.]

Henry held the light as Harry worked. What would they do when they ran out of ground? He wasn't the best swimmer. He'd dealt with rain plenty of times, but with so much wreckage floating around and so much distress in the air, he couldn't help but think of that terrible flooded cylinder he'd done battle in.

He felt so stupid. Everything was reminding him of his Worst Day Ever lately. Everything.

"Let me prop that up for you."

[He nods.]

Thanks.

How are you doing?

"Wet."

8C 8C 8C 8C He looked about as miserable as Burger had when Henry'd had to give him a sink bath earlier in the week because of all the trash.

"Really wet.

Don't worry.

We'll be fine.

[Fixing something on the bottom of the raft.]

["Yet". That's the part that bothers Crow a little, because as capable as he imagined Harry to be, Cianwood must have been completely flooded by now (Cherrygrove was simply a horror to stay at at the moment, and an island probably had it even worse), and Henry... let's just say Crow had his doubts regarding how reasonably the man can handle the situation.]

... Is it too much to hope you won't drown at all?

I can't swim very well.

[... OH GOD WHY

Crow sighs, but decides not to comment on that.]

Just... stick to Harry and try your best not to die, 'kay?

That's plan A.

_{[They haven't drowned?]}

Well, THAT'S good news.

_{[Heather looks miserable. Soaked to the bone and crouching inside a crudely-erected tent. She'd rather brave the wet than go hang out in the sludge-filled cities, but that doesn't mean she's happy about it.]}

I was hoping Cianwood would be safe from the floods but I guess not...

_{[... Wait. Henry has a hammer. ... :I]}

... You sure you know how to use that thing?

_{[SHE'S NOT SURE SHE'S EVER WITNESSED HIM PICK UP A TOOL.]}

_{[....BI ]}

Oh, Gee, I'm not sure.

_{[He takes the tool in his teeth and cringes because it's heavy.]}

Aeekk iishhh?

_{[--OKAY POINT TAKEN, HENRY.]

[She does start to laugh a little despite herself, though.]}

Yes, that's EXACTLY how you use a hammer.

Exactly.

Fuurfmm-mhhhhh

_{[He jerks his head violently side to side as if he were hammering something off screen. The tool drops out of his mouth and he hisses in pain. Then yelps because it lands right on his toe.]

[WHY COULDN'T HE JUST WEAR BOOTS LIKE OTHER SURVIVAL HORROR PROTAGS? ;-; His tooeeeee brb hopping around]}

_{[HENRY HOW DID YOU EVEN SURVIVE THE OTHERWORLD....]

[Needless to say, Heather is a horrible little sister (which is a little redundant, now that she thinks of it) and starts laughing. She sounds hoarse and a little congested (thanks to all this rain), but still. Laughing.]

[O HENRY U ALWAYS CHEER ME UP]}

C-cahareful, don't hurt yourself!

_{[Or fall off that roof. That would be bad.]}

[Father mode go.]

Are you alright there?

[Looking over at her, yes they're stuck on a roof. But still. Cheryl.]

_{[She looks soaked, and her Pokemon are nowhere in sight (there's not much room in that tent and it's toastier and drier inside their Pokeballs anyway), but, well, she has a tent at least!]}

I'm fine...

Miserable, but fine.

_{[Go figure all this would hit the moment she left.]}

[He nods. Still worried, but at least you're alright.]

Good. Is it flooding where...actually where are you? Are Lisa and Angela with you yet?

I think I'm too far inland to be seeing much flooding...

N'no. I haven't been to the cities yet.

Lisa's in a Pokemon Center... I think she's probably better off there for the moment.

Good.

To both of those. Where's Angela?

I dunno.

I haven't heard from her yet.

Do you think she's alright?

I sure hope so.

I'm sure she'll be fine.

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