I like to think of people as unexperienced rather than morons. Besides they're harmless.
( truth be told heather had once viewed other people in such a manner, back in the days when she was alessa and far more prone to anger and negative sentiments. now she tried her best to be more tolerant of people and things.
not that it stopped her from being sassy; no she was a teen girl after all. )
I think I might be getting closer.....second floor? Is that where Miss Shark is hiding?
If I told you now, it'll ruin the surprise. –Juuuuust a little mooooore ♪.
[ she sing-songs to her companion, swaying her foot from side to side against the wall, eyes shut but continues to keep the walkie-talkie close to her lips. ]
( the echo came through both the walkie talkie and her general vicinity; it wasn't hard now to find the blue-haired minx rocking her legs up against a rock. heather was actually surprised she had never run into her before, but then again this place was a chaotic and disorganized mess from what she saw.
she really was just trying her best to survive here after all. once she found her, she kicked a small pebble at her, turning off the device for now. )
Yeah but I bet you're one blue-haired and pale weirdo looking for warmth. Now how are we going to do this? My arms 'lovingly' wrapped around you?
[ the kicked pebble rolls and skips about until it taps gently at her hip, which cues the bluenette to twist her focus away from the device up at heather. like her, she shuts off the gadget but stays how she lies—her gaze bobbing over the other's attire, her physique, the posture, and hair—and she breaks into a shrewd smirk. it reeks and twists with rascality. ]
Is that what you want, Princess? [ to emphasize the "you", she aims both her index and her prosthetic middle fingers at heather's general direction—as if she is at gunpoint. ] — Crammed in a hole with a bunch of stuffy old-timers can leave a couple of girls like us prreettty lonely.
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( truth be told heather had once viewed other people in such a manner, back in the days when she was alessa and far more prone to anger and negative sentiments. now she tried her best to be more tolerant of people and things.
not that it stopped her from being sassy; no she was a teen girl after all. )
I think I might be getting closer.....second floor? Is that where Miss Shark is hiding?
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[ she sing-songs to her companion, swaying her foot from side to side against the wall, eyes shut but continues to keep the walkie-talkie close to her lips. ]
I could be anywhere and anyone.
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she really was just trying her best to survive here after all. once she found her, she kicked a small pebble at her, turning off the device for now. )
Yeah but I bet you're one blue-haired and pale weirdo looking for warmth. Now how are we going to do this? My arms 'lovingly' wrapped around you?
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Is that what you want, Princess? [ to emphasize the "you", she aims both her index and her prosthetic middle fingers at heather's general direction—as if she is at gunpoint. ] — Crammed in a hole with a bunch of stuffy old-timers can leave a couple of girls like us prreettty lonely.