Fourth Injection. [late night video/action for cianwood inn.]

[bluedespitebeing]

[It had been a month. When Lisa had first started having the dreams, she simply brushed them off as a bad night. Then one bad night had become two, then four, until finally the nurse was running on very little sleep. Lisa had, of course, heard about this happening before--days being lost being followed by extremely vivid dreams--but her dehumanization wasn't something she wanted to bring up again. The nurse is working in the inn's kitchen at a time very few people should still be awake, absorbed in her thoughts, when Peony decides to have a little fun.

The feed opens up to...a leg. Those familiar with her first network post might think that perhaps Lisa's dropped her gear again until a soft, cheerful chirp is heard.]

Hap! Happiny, hap!

[It seems this little pokemon's seen others filming their trainers, and wanted to try her hand at it, too! Boy, does she sound proud of herself. With a tiny grunt, the camera's view moves up to a woman's face for the briefest of moments, and then swings alarmingly up to the ceiling accompanied by a panicked squeal.

Oh. Oh, right. Happiny are really round, aren't they?]

Are you okay? You just about gave me a heart attack...

[In a second, the gear and the pokemon are picked up. Lisa looks tired, as she often does these days, with purple-tinted pouches under her eyes.]

If only I had as much energy as you, Peony...

[She offers a weak smile before giving in to a yawn. Guess she'd better address those other night owls...]

So what do others do when they can't sleep?

[Lisa bends to set the Happiny down again, then straightens as she runs her free hand through her hair and sighs.]

Maybe I'll just...go eat some cereal.

[She had the strangest feeling that would make her feel better.]

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<sub>[Something else was stirring in the inn that night. That something was a half-awake shaggy photographer who was in serious need of some Jiggly Puffs (tm). He pauses in the kitchen entrance with a box under one arm. He could hoard all the dry cereal he wanted, but tonight he wanted milk.]

[O-oh. There was a person here. TIME TO AWKWARD PENGUIN AWAY--oh she was one of them!]</sub>


Hey.

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[bluedespitebeing]

[Lisa hadn't been expecting a video reply, much less coming across someone in person. When she notices who it is, she offers Henry a small smile.]

Hello, Henry.

[Hmn, what's he got there... Ah.]

Looks like we had the same idea...

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Hi, Lisa.

<sub>[ 8I..........8I............say something Henry. She doesn't bite. Walking in on her COVERED IN BLOOD was just a dream.]

[He approaches her and offers the box, one of his most sacred possessions (for that week).]</sub>

We could split it.

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[bluedespitebeing]

[Yep. Just a dream.

The offer surprises her a little. She'd seen Heather and Henry squabbling enough times that snacks were something not often shared by the man. Her lips twitch up even more.]

If you're sure... I'd like that, thanks.

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<sub>[Henry returns a tiny smile and places the box on the counter. He looks around at the cabinets and becomes immediately lost.]

[He didn't know where any food was save for his and Heather's bags.]</sub>

I'm glad everything's...calmed down now. Y'know.

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[bluedespitebeing]

[Oh, Lisa catches that look, and takes it as her cue to retrieve the bowls, spoons, and milk. She's already searched the kitchen during her time figuring out that what she was craving was cereal, and is pretty confident of the layout.]

It definitely was pretty crazy for a while... [Toxicalypse, crazy storms, arriving in Cianwood, those missing days...] Hopefully it'll stay this calm for a while.

[Maybe the dreams would finally go away, if it did.]

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_{[Henry became her shadow--not too close as to invade her personal bubble, but he was letting her be the leader. LISA KNEW ALL.]}

Yeah...I'm glad you're with us now.

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[bluedespitebeing]

[That, too, comes as a surprise to Lisa. So far, her interactions with Henry had all been pretty awkward, to say the least--the only people he didn't seem completely shut-in around were the Masons, as far as she could tell. Even then, he was a man of few words.

So there's a quite a long stretch of silence as her brain reorients itself around this information.]

...Thank you. I'm glad, too.

[She holds up two bowls--sea green and yellow. Which do you want, Henry?]

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<sub>[BUT WHICH ONE SHOWS HIM HOW DEEP THE RABBIT HOLE GOES?]

[He accepts the green bowl. A thought suddenly slams into him and he digs in his pocket for his 'gear. He learned never to be without it after the incident with Boo.]</sub>

Can I take your picture?

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[bluedespitebeing]

My picture...?

[It's...an odd request, from her point of view. But she sees no harm in it.]

I guess, if you want to. What for?

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_{[Henry opened his mouth and decided that 'in case you die horribly' is not a good answer. He closes it. Then opens it again.]}

You guys are sort of my family now. _{[He's accepted that.]} You gotta have photos of your family.

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[bluedespitebeing]

[It's probably a good thing that Henry realizes that, even if the point is moot for Lisa. 'Dying Horribly' was something already checked off on her 'To-Do' list. The answer he gives her, though, makes her smile.]

That's very true.