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3rd Horror || Heather Morris [Accidental Video]

[The feed cuts in sideways, on the ground, back against a wall of shubbery. There is the image of Heather sitting on the ground, knees to her chest, with her head down and her arms over her head. In one fist she has a piece of paper crumpled tightly. She trembles and her shoulders heave.

She's sobbing.]

D-Dad...

[Elric the African wild dog sits beside her, whimpering and nudging her head with his snout.]

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[She is pretty distracted by the Headsplitter, mind immediately going, quite teenagerishly to, "HEY can I DRIVE that?"] Whooaaa, where'd you get the--

[And now she's in a bro-hug. :3 She tenses at first, but then hugs him back, a bit awkwardly.]

[ Its a comforting hug, nothing overly clingy or pushy. Just Eddie trying to make the letter thing better. He pulls away after a moment, ruffling her hair some and digging through his vest pocket. Handing her the keys to the HeadSplitter.]

Here, figured you'd wanna drive her round. [He grins some, eased once again already guessing the fact she'd drive the Headsplitter around would help her mood some.]

Hey! Watch it! [But she's laughing a little, smoothing her hair back into place.]

Really? I can do that? [She takes the keys and looks at the Headsplitter, which... Elric has already hopped into.] What the hell, who said you're coming?

I go where you go, remember? [Elric yawns.]

Ugh, really? I wanted Eddie to come instead, and there's not room for all of us!

Course, you helped me didn't ya? [He's still grinning, barely batting an eye as Anvil flutters over to sit on his shoulder.]

I can just watch, I know if we leave Elric behind you'd probably not be able to focus on drivin' anywhere. Gotta keep your talking soul animals close. I sent Anvil away an nearly had a frickin' heart attack. [He frowns a little at that, but waves it off.] But, that's besides the point, just drive. I'll watch.

I don't know about this...

Psh, it'll be fine. [He fluffles Anvil's feathers some as reassurance. It earning the best frown she can give.]

Edited 2010-06-25 04:50 (UTC)

A heart attack? What the hell...?

Think of it this way. You don't want your soul straying too far from your body, do ya? That doesn't work out well for anyone.

I guess he has a point... Well. I guess I'll give it a shot. [Anything to get her mind off the letter. She climbs into the Headsplitter's driver's seat and turns on the ignition. ... It works!]

Heeey, doing good so far!

Course it does! I wouldn't build a clunker. [Is Eddie's wry remark, he crossing his arms over his chest watching as the lights turn on, the Headsplitter revving up and sounding surprisingly competent for a car made of cobbled together things.]

Are you sure this is a good idea?

[Eddie once again waves his hand in a dismissive manner. The roadie not looking very worried in comparison to his Toucan.]

It's a great idea. [She might sound like she's convincing herself, just a tad. But she throws the thing into drive before Anvil can protest again, revvs the engine and... drives off.

Unfortunately, she's taking a little longer than she should on learning the steering. And the lake looms up ahead. And the only speed she can figure out is FAST.]

Uh... uh... Heather!

I see it, I see it, it's fine. Hold on...

[Noooope, still headed right for the lake. If anything, they're going faster.]

ABANDON SHIP! ABANDON SHIP! ABANDON--

[Heather leaps out at the last second, followed by Elric. Unfortunately, neither of them are fast enough to reach land, and they both go splashing into the lake. There's a few seconds of silence and then they both surface, coughing and sputtering.]

[And this would be the sound of Anvil, laughing her feathery ass off.]

...That went a lot less stellar than I was expecting.

I-I told you! [Is choked out between squawking laughs. Eddie shakes his head at Anvil while she tries not to fall off his shoulder via laughter.]

You two alright?

[Excuse her, she's laughing too hard to really answer you at the moment. She drags herself out slowly, although Elric has already leapt out easily and is shaking himself off.

Heather rolls up onto the bank and chuckles her stomach.] I'm s-s-sorry! [In between giggles.] Can you get it out?!

[Eddie just has to shake his head at this, eventually having to crack his own smile as Anvil's laughs mingle with Heathers.]

Yeah, I can get it, I built her pretty tough. A little water shouldn't be a problem. [With that Eddie slides off his vest, shoes being kicked off and his axe meeting the grass with a solid thump. He starts heading towards the lake not caring that he'll probably be drenched from it.

Anvil manages to gather her senses back together when she figures out what Eddie's initial plan is.]

You wouldn't-

I would. [He grins. It making the Toucan stare at him. It ruined entirely as Eddie wades into the water, Anvil taking flight uncertainly flying over head obviously not a fan of large bodies of water from the faces she's making.]

[In a flash she's on her knees, watching Eddie wade into the water.] Are you gonna drive it out? Is that even possible?

[It would be 100% badass if he could!]

[Eddie wades in a little deeper, turning round to glance back at Heather.] Hate sounding like a broken record, but of course, I built her to last against worse than water.

[He walks out a little further, taking a deep breath and diving in, the car in a spot between the shallow end and deep end. Anvil flutters over head worriedly, watching the water.

It takes a moment or two, before the engine revs, the headlights clicking on under the water and the Headsplitter slowly starts to back up. Eddie in the drivers seat, soaked to the bone but looking pleased as he gets it back onto the shore.]

Yeah, but HOW? Cars generally can't get drive underw--

[But she's cut off because he disappears and reemerges, driving the Headsplitter out of the lake.]

Holy. Shit. [She can't help it. She claps.]

That's pretty damn badass, Eddie Riggs.

Edited 2010-06-27 02:59 (UTC)

Ey, I built this shit to last. [Affectionate pat of the car, the roadie resisted temptation to gloat, knowing it be ruined by the fact he has to open the door. He turns the car off, leaving the key in the ignition for now and opening the door. Water predictably pouring out of it onto the grass. Anvil lands on the decorative horns of the car once again.]

Might have to replace the seats though, maybe. [He gets out of the car, opting to yank his shirt off, wringing it out.]

Maybe? I would be surprised if you didn't have to replace it!

Edited 2010-06-27 03:24 (UTC)

At least we've tested its limits a little?

I'm damp.

Yeah, yeah, so am I. [She runs her hand through her saturated hair.] Maybe we should all go in and dry off.

Damp would be an understatement at this point. [Anvil comments from her perch, still very dry unlike everyone else.

Eddie spares her a look, throwing his shirt at her. It landing with a wet sound while Anvil gives an aggravated squawk.] Drying off sounds like the thing to do, considering all of us are soaked.

[Anvil manages to get the shirt off, GLARING at Eddie while he dig through his pockets to find a hair tie, pulling his hair into a loose pony tail, picking up what he dropped on the grass earlier. He sliding on his vest, axe and shoes.]

Edited 2010-06-27 03:59 (UTC)

[Heather smirks at the fact that Eddie's got his hair in a ponytail.] Y'know, your hair is longer than mine. I never even noticed that before.

[She opts to take OFF her boots -- no use sloshing all the way back to the manor, and starts heading that way in bare feet.]

Not sure how you missed it, considering I see you around a hellva lot. [Amused sound on Eddie's part, he probably looking odd with his hair pulled into a pony tail of all things. He moves to pluck his shirt off of the now cranky wet Toucan.]

I dunno, I just never think about it. You look pretty ridiculous, by the way. Maybe I should get you a hair ribbon.

[She tiptoes across the grass in her bare feet, holding on to her boots with her fingers.]

[Small roll of his eyes at that. He balling his shirt up, water dripping onto the grass as he walks along with Heather back to the manor. Anvil flying after them, in no real hurry.] S'why I don't put my hair up very often. Only did this so I wouldn't drip every fuckin-where.

At least I know what yer gettin' me for any special event, hair ribbons.

I think it'd be a good look on you. [Giggling.]

[Don't make Eddie toss his shirt at you Heather. He is contemplating it, briefly while he walks.]

Don't mind me if I disagree with you on that, I'm not exactly big on putting my hair up, specially since its not very metal.

"Not very metal?" [Laughs harder.] And what IS "very metal," huh? I wanna know.

[Oh hay, have a shirt to the head Heather. You are his bro so there wasn't too much force to the throw.]

That, that was metal.

GAH! [Ducks, although it still hits her head and bounces to the ground. She picks it up and flings it back at him, laughing.]

Oh yeah. So metal.

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