into each life some rain must fall.

[luft]

caught in the rain
it started out quietly, and then, quite suddenly, you're caught in a storm. time to find cover. nothing much to do but to wait it out.

scenarios listed below for those who want 'em.

i. WHERE;
001 PLAYGROUND - well, you can try to hide under the slide or maybe in the jungle gym... at least you're some place fun?
002 PARK - always happens, caught outside trying to take advantage of the weather... and it ends up pulling a fast one on you.
003 STORE FRONT - better hope they have an awning you can take advantage of.
004 THE BEACH - not exactly the best place to be during a rainstorm, however it is possible to get caught in a sudden storm.
005 WILD CARD - anyway you want it.

ii. HOW;
001 TREE - not the best cover, but it'll have to do, stay close to the roots and you won't get too wet.
002 UMBRELLA - most conventional... kinda boring. But it works.
003 NEWSPAPER - not permanent, but it'll have to do. good luck.
004 BAG - well... y'gotta do what you gotta do.
005 NONE - you know what. you're a rebel. you don't need cover. screw convention.
006 WILD CARD - that's the way you need it.

iii. WHY;
001 REJECTED - welp. rejection sucks. and no one will see you crying in the rain.
002 WAITING - for the bus? for someone else? for some revelation? what are you waiting for.
003 MELANCHOLY - sometimes the best place to feel a bit down is out in the rain.
004 HAPPINESS - is everything going your way? are you singing a refrain while walking down the lane? just singin. singin' in the rain.
005 ANGER - WELL YOU KNOW WHAT. SCREW YOU TOO RAIN.
006 WILD CARD - anyway you want it.

>> POST with your character
>> TAG others, use rng if you need to, or just make up your own scenario if you want!
>> HAVE FUN.

Comments

[spacelingo]

Feeling that smallest hint of release in Spock's posture is all the give Uhura needs to push further. Of course, Spock wouldn't be the only one mortified should anyone from the team come across them in any sort of compromised position, but for now...who's looking?

"Mm...very aware." Nevertheless, she leans in with a soft inhale and gently presses a series of clipped, delicate kisses against the cool skin of the Commander's neck. She only relents enough to ghost her lips up to whisper in the other woman's ear.

"You probably should give them a call, though." 'While I make nice with your beautiful skin' is implied as her lips return to Spock's neck.

wall-given. this thread is silly.

[bootcut]

[ Jean takes a moment to run through that first line of dialogue in his head. Well, he doesn't, but imagine he does because, wow, are they still talking about pants and jackets? Make a Blink-182 joke if you must, I won't. Neither will Jean - because shitty pop-punk doesn't exist in not Germany and because he's in a sour mood. ]

Glad to know I've been a big help.

[ Huff! Scuff! His boot against the ground, that is, to try and shake out some of the water. It doesn't work. ]

Hey, remember the part where I carried more books than you? Yeah, me too. That was my favourite part.

[ Huff!! Again. All his hard work being written off as nothing. As if he's easy to replace. Does charity mean so little? ]

[triskeles]

[ If it were any other situation, if it wasn't stormy outside and he'd just spent the better part of a week in silent mourning of a memory that came back to him, Derek might have laughed or marveled at the fact that Stiles holds himself to still. There have been moments in the past where he's managed to remain completely stationary, but this is different. This is like waiting at the edge of something, and he's not quite sure what it is that either of them are waiting for.

But he lets green-gold meet brown, something quiet and easy in his gaze, and he almost considers Stiles. They close over again as he feels the press of Stiles' lips, and he angles his head a little more for the kiss, responding in kind. Whatever this is-- he needs to get the words for it-- it's sincere on both sides. He knows this.

Has known it, to be honest. The texts over the course of the high schoolers' summer, the brief meetings where Scott had been left unaware, the texts that spanned across state lines. After a near-year of saving one another, spending time together over the course of hours, just adding his trek across the country had let it dawn on him. It was just a matter of finding the nerve to admit to it, and come back to do something about it.

Because Stiles wasn't the only one who didn't do things in halves. ]

[emperor_with_no_groove]

[Park & newspaper is okay with me! XD The crackier the better! Yes, please start~]

stern judgement

[bootcut]

[ It doesn't matter how many times he was thanked! His immediate hypothetical replacement is the problem here, Armenia, get a clue. ]

Uh, no. Do I look like an errand boy?

[ He'd flick Serious Guy Armin's forehead if he could without getting wet. Wetter. What a dumb question. It actually had him confused for a second there, unsure if there was a trick lying in wait. Did Armin develop a sense of humour that doesn't revolve around walking walls made of Titans? Haha, he hopes not. That'd be a tough act to follow! Ha ha, Armin you silly. ]

Next time, tell me you're gonna ditch me before you get my boots all wet.

Kokonoe Rin | Kodomo Jikan | OTA

[ninefold]

[mackerels]

[ which is why makoto is the captain and team mom, of course. ]

...mm. [ there's a flicker of interest at the possibility of competing with the samezuka swim team again, but it's gone after half a second. ]

He's not freaking out as much anymore.

[jivitadana]

[You got it!

So. Here Minato was. He had been caught in the rain before, and the last time that happened, he came down with a very bad cold that left him bedridden for a couple of days. Perhaps he should've known better than to go out without an umbrella again. It wasn't a typhoon this time, but it had been raining hard enough that he was bound to get sick again.

On the way back from school, and after hanging out with Maiko at Naganaki Shrine, Minato had been on his way back to the Dorm. He had her go home since it was starting to sprinkle, and by the time he left the Shrine, he ended up taking shelter at a nearby park since it started to pour. All he had was a newspaper someone had left on a bench and a tree to keep himself dry. Not really a successful attempt, but it was something.

He could wait for the rain to pass, which is what he planned on doing. The rain shouldn't last for too long. He could hope.]

[clairvoyance]

Huh?

[She pauses to look him over again, stepping in closer and standing on her tiptoes to make sure the umbrella is covering him properly. He looks a little like a cat that got caught out in the rain, still looking elegant and composed despite the predicament he's in. Not to mention he's apparently unwilling to acknowledge that he's totally lost.]

Well... yeah, you do! You're out here in the middle of nowhere without any shelter. You're going to catch cold like that, you know.

[servant]

There's a choice, but it's not a very pleasant one.

[They could walk back in the dampness and the darkness, so ridiculous a suggestion that Merlin actually meant it as a sort of joke. But then he realizes just how much those words apply to other things - unpleasant options. And suddenly it's not so funny.

He sighs.]

This way.

[Merlin nods his head in a direction, towards a place where they could make proper camp if memory serves. He hugs himself as he walks, feeling the first chill from being out in the rain.]

For all that I said earlier, some warm rabbit stew would hit the spot right about now.

[sagacity]

[There are few places to run when the rain falls harshly on the plains. Serge knows this. He knows the area well enough, too, that he turns north toward the ruins of Ebur without having to look. They call it "ruins," but it is as pristine and as sturdy as the day it was built. And very rectangular.

He brushes off the water from his hair when he reaches the tunnel-like interior of the ruins. He stays close to the entrance, because there's no point venturing further inside as he had the last time he'd been around. The ruins would be empty, save the monsters prowling about the corners.

If the rain persists, he'll be late. The chances of that only rise the longer the rain comes down, and Serge sighs loudly.]

Maria's not going to be happy.

[But at least she wouldn't be alone at home. If their situations were reversed with Maria alone in the ruins, Serge would trudge through the rain to get her; no question asked, no hesitance allowed. Except that isn't the case, so he'll wait.

He guesses.

This is boring.]

[hypercompetent]

[ Stiles pushes himself upwards a little, the nervous energy seeming to bubble, and he rests his hands on Derek's knees, kissing him soft and slow on the way up, until he finally breaks away and doesn't say anything. He doesn't want to ruin the moment, doesn't want to break whatever spell's cast over them both that's making this whole "make a move" thing actually happen, so the teenager eases himself upwards and perches on Derek's knees in a graceless unfolding of long limbs. It's not meant to be a sexual thing--not anywhere near it, really--just enhancing the contact between them, getting closer.

Because he's not sure if he could say what he's feeling, what he's felt. it's just putting into the kiss, how he comes back when he gets resettled, long fingers splaying out on his stubbled cheeks, and tries to pour his emotion in the lack of space between them, in hopes of helping Derek look a little less lost. He's not sure what happened to him for him to come to Stiles like this, but honestly? He's not going to complain. ]

[installing]

[She smiles sheepishly, looks at the ground, and hands the umbrella over.]

Yeah, that's the place. They got me a discounted price because of it. It's kind of amazing how many perks the military gets.

[ninefold]

[It's incredibly fortunate for Rin that he saw fit to speak. She'd gotten herself stuck out here in the rain attempting to find a present for her teacher in the ruins, and by the time she'd managed to find something a rainstorm had come roaring through. She couldn't go out in that, she'd just make herself sick and end up being a burden to everyone.

What's a little less fortunate is that she only brought a talisman strong enough to ward off the monsters for so long, and she can't exactly fight on her own. As much as she may hate to make herself vulnerable to someone, she already knows she's going to have to throw herself on the mercy of this stranger.]

Ah, excuse me...

[triskeles]

[ Though it registers that Stiles is moving, Derek simply follows it rather than questioning it, shifting as Stiles does and keeping the contact between them even as he winds up pulling back from the kiss to unfold himself. It's a fascinating motion, and he can't help but open his eyes to watch it, hands idly brushing across the dry warmth that the teen presents, finding purchase near his waist. His eyes scan his face, taking in his expression, and his fingers curl against his shirt and a patch of exposed skin at his hip.

With the kiss returned again, he tips his chin, pulling him close and pressing closer. There's no sexual intent on his end, either, as he holds fast to him. It's just anchoring, and he finds himself becoming a little less lost the longer that he's there in the Stilinski household. He'd gone there on autopilot at first, but now he's thankful for it, thankful for the encouragement he got for it. It comes through in the kiss, and he pushes everything else he's feeling into it, too, letting him know everything he can when he's still lost in the way of words. ]

[sagacity]

Hm?

[That's a surprise. Serge turns at the voice, brows raised at the sheer youth of the girl not far from him. Already, he doesn't doubt her ability to be in a place like the ruins (he can never underestimate, not after he's enjoyed the company of Cecille), but he can't say that he was expecting this.

He tips his head slightly to the side, his face softening.]

Hey. What's a young girl like you doing here?

[dread]

[ This isn't very pleasant either but any semblance of bitterness that had clung to his words before is gone, having no desire to make this any more difficult.

— but it was hard to find the right words now after what had been said, too self conscious now to fall back into easy laughter, as welcome as it was from Merlin.

They could light the way back with magic but neither of them mention it. Mordred doesn't even consider it an option. Instead, he follows Merlin and his sigh, adjusting to the dimming light as the sun sets and the temperature drops. Glancing over, he says nothing, his stomach making a starved sound as if on cue.

Merlin could make small talk if he wanted but Mordred sees little need for it now, stepping away from their makeshift campsite to ease off his chainmail, pulling his tunic up over his head. They could dry their clothes with a few quiet words but that isn't an option he considers now either, his face pulled into a slight scowl as he drapes the soaked material over a branch. ]

[ninefold]

[Of course, the first thing he notices is her age. It feels like that's all anyone ever notices sometimes, and she's fed up with it. Try as she might to conceal her irritation (she surely won't be able to make it back to town on her own), she can't hide it entirely.]

I was on business.

[The incredibly important business of showing her teacher how smart and capable she is by bringing him back something from a dangerous place like this all by herself. Yes.]

I didn't expect it to rain, though... it's really coming down. You don't think we'll be stuck here too long, do you?

[sagacity]

[ . . . is it just him, or does she look a little put off?]

It hasn't rained around these parts in a while. We could use a lot of it.

[To double check, he glances over his shoulder. The rain is still pouring hard and unrelenting. They'll be here a while, yet.]

. . . looks like we won't be getting out of here soon. Is that going to hurt your business?

[He says that without sarcasm.]

[ninefold]

Ah...

[He seems to be taking her seriously, after all. Does he really think she could have a business? She shakes her head, mollified.]

No, it won't hurt. I got what I came for. I just didn't expect to get held up, and I didn't bring much food.

[Honestly, she'd already gone through her food completely. She'd been planning on making it back today, but that's clearly not happening. Rocking on her heels, she peers up at the man again.]

What are you here for?

[dorka]

Hah, yeah. He's gotten a lot better, which is great. We're lucky Nagisa could get him to join.

[sagacity]

[He doesn't know what a girl would want in these rather empty ruins, but that's no business of his unless it bites him in the face. Instead, he answers easily:]

I was visiting the church nearby and was on my way back to town. I only came here because the rain got a little too harsh for my taste. Don't want to drag mud into the house, you know?

[He shifts his weight onto one leg.]

You hungry?

[3years_2months_10days]

[His size is nothing he's ever been self-conscious of, but looking around at the lack of decent shelter for someone of his stature... it's more than a bit embarrassing. He looks down, then clears static from his vocalizer somewhat sheepishly.]

I can... project. Uh, avatars. If you need me to. It'll make more room?

[ninefold]

[If she'd known how empty they were she wouldn't have bothered, but she did manage to find a pretty stone to bring back with her. She was planning on making a bracelet out of it, so that way her teacher would be forced to think of her whenever he looked at his hands. A perfect plan!]

Well, yeah! You can't go out in that, you'll make yourself sick!

[She perks up almost immediately when he offers food, betraying how hungry she actually is. Rin tries to play it cool, though.]

Yeah, I could eat. We can make a fire too, then you can dry off.

[Is she drooling? Maybe a little.]

[nowin]

Jamie shakes her head again, finally seeming to calm down enough to wipe at her face.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything."

Whether she was talking about what happened weeks ago or right now, even she wasn't sure. It was probably both.