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[her_mouse_jesty]

My goodness, this has to be the strangest dream I’ve ever had. Maybe it’s because all of the fighting and darkness is finally over, and my mind couldn’t handle it. I hope I remember this dream, I bet Mickey would like it!

[and with sound, there is now image! A young lady, with big eyes and black hair, the very definition of cute. She's in New Bark Town, lovingly petting a Marril, who purrs in her arms. He's probably hppy because... well, it's wet and rainy. The lady doesn't seem to mind.]

All right, since you’re all a part of my dream, let’s make sure to have a lot of fun! Although, I would like to wake up soon. I look so strange! These long legs, and no tail, and my ears, and… everything! I wonder if seeing Sora had anything to do with it. Honestly, I don’t know how he walks around on such long legs.

Oh, but I’m taking too much into a dream. Back to having fun! Let’s make this the best dream ever, teehee~!

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[foolishwren]

_{[Heather stares sort of dully at the screen. It's a little mean, and has a lot to do with the fact that Heather's annoyed at everything ever right now, but no matter how hard she tried to summon up a different impression of Minnie (not that she was trying too hard), the only one she could produce was straight-up 'ditz'.)]}

.... Honestly, I think the best thing you could do at this point is to stay out of the way. Get inside, find somewhere dry.

Best way to help the rescuers is by not needing to be rescued.

[her-mouse-jesty.livejournal.com]

... Oh.

[sad queen is sad. But she is a lady, so she will try to compose herself, and act as a good leader would. So, moving some wet bangs out of her face, she looks back with some sense of seriousness.]

You're right. But if anything changes, if an extra set of hands can help, please let me know. Otherwise, I'll be in the Lab until the rain passes.

[foolishwren]

... Right, I'll let you know.

_{[Heather's stressed and is pretty damn grumpy as a result of it. It's not so much that she's a TROO HERO or anything, but it really bothers her that people have disappeared, right around the time of this flooding. She'd rather not think about the acquaintances she's met finding their friends' waterlogged bodies in a few days once the floodwaters die down.]}

[her-mouse-jesty.livejournal.com]

[heather stop being so morbid, for serious]

Who might you be, dear?

[yes, dear. despite the fact this girl may look younger than you.]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[ya srsly. But still, what can you really expect from the protagonist of an M-rated survival-horror game? DEATH DEATH DOOM DESTRUCTION AND DEATH. although if she realized this was Minnie Mouse (not that she ever played Kingdom Hearts, but hell, her dad raised her on Disney cartoons), she'd probably blow a gasket.]

[..... 'Dear'?]</sub>

... Heather Mason.

[her-mouse-jesty.livejournal.com]

[she's about to realize.]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Heather.

[Curtsy with one hand, since she's cradling Marril/pokegear with the other.]

My name is Minnie Mouse.

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Hey Minnie, have a long, hard stare that's equal parts 'disbelief' and equal parts '... well it figures'. Not that long ago, upon contemplating the presence here of childhood icons such as Spider-Man and one of the freakin' American Girl dolls, Heather had surmised that it was only a matter of time before Big Bird showed up. This wasn't quite Big Bird, but y'know, given the whole 'enduring childhood figure', she wasn't that far off the mark.]

[And if she hadn't been dealing with the unexpected appearances of OTHER blasts from the past, she might have stated disbelief, or god forbid, said something like "... are you fucking kidding me?" (and then spent the next week or so beating herself up because dude, you don't say the F-bomb in front of Minnie Mouse). But either this lady's parents hated her and decided to express that with an embarrassing name, OR she was the real deal. So... Heather just slooowly lifted a hand and planted it against her brow, closing her eyes and generally looking like she was sure the universe was poking her in the eye and going 'nyuck nyuck nyuck'. This was insanity. Okay, she gave up. When Thomas the Tank Engine or Bill Nye the Science Guy waltzed in here, she wasn't even gonna bat an eyelid.]</sub>

... Hi.

[her-mouse-jesty.livejournal.com]

[yeaaaaah you don't have this huge revelation without some of it appearing on your face. So she tilts her head, a little confused.]

Is everything all right, Heather?

[foolishwren]

_{[Nope! Especially when you're Heather. She's good at putting on masks, but not so good at hiding total mindscrew moments. During that silence, you could practically see the gears in her head working.]}

... Yeah. Everything's fine. Look, I gotta go. Find... find somewhere dry and stay there. ... I'll let you know if there's anything you can do to help.

_{[Fshyeah right.]}

[her-mouse-jesty.livejournal.com]

Oh... well, good luck, Heather. Thank you very much!

[big smile!]

[foolishwren]

_{[Oh god so surreal. Heather would be a little more polite in the future, once the shock had worn off, but for now she's still weirded out.]}

Thanks. I guess.

[her-mouse-jesty.livejournal.com]

You're welcome!