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

[harangue]

I'll get water all over your floor.

[ even if he towels off, he's soaked enough that things are gonna get wet.

you know, unless she wants him walking around naked. or she stole some of his clothes before she left. he's not got a problem with either of those options, but whoever he calls to unlock his car might have a problem with the first one. ]

oh goodness poor maggymagnus

[artem]

[ Clary, as it so happens, often uses this particular part as a shortcut when she doesn't feel like taking the subway all the way to Magnus's house. Sometimes it's just so crowded that even zoning out doesn't take off the headache-inducing edge of too-loud, too-drunk, too-angry New York residents. She loves New York, she loves the people, but there are some times when she'd just rather... Not. Right now is one of those times. She's strolling through the park, messenger bag slung lazily over her shoulder and across her chest, hands in her pockets. She's not really paying attention to where she's walking; she's too busy looking at the scenery, the children playing, trying to capture a particular instant in her mind's eye for the purpose of drawing it later.

The rain opens up suddenly, and Clary can't help but let out a squeal and break into a run. She's not even remotely prepared. She yanks her jacket off and puts it on over the outside of her, covering her head, but more worried about her bag. It has her sketchbooks in it. They can't get wet, it'll ruin them. She barely notices there's anyone else standing in the rain as she runs by, but the figure sends a prickle up her spine and she slows to a stop, turning to look over her shoulder.

Magnus.

What's he doing out here? And why's he just standing in the rain? Clary, despite her desire to protect her precious drawings, chooses her boyfriend instead. She runs back to him and squints up at him from under her jacket, through the downpour. The look on his face is a little disconcerting, and she frowns. ]

What are you doing out here? It's pouring!

[perkynipples]

I don't have a -

Dude.

[ Oh god he is gonna explain 2 u a thing. Dean leads him into the front and squints at the menu, considering, bouncing a leg idly as they stand there and survey it. They have pie - holy shit, he knows what he's getting. ]

I don't like syrup masquerading as coffee. You can get whatever you want, I mean, but when you add all that shit it's practically not coffee.

[3years_2months_10days]

[Max replies to Rung's smile with one of his own.]

Alright. We should hurry, though, unless you don't mind rusting. [After a moment of thought, he holds out his arm. If you want some cover on the way...

[rungout]

[Rung's smile turns almost..adoring in a way and he moves closer to Max, thankful for the other's kind gesture.]

Come on then. I don't want you rusting while you're keeping me safe from the rain.

[unwary]

[thank you for the lesson on coffees and not-coffees, Dean, though he isn't sure how useful it will be.

Besides, he's distracted by the food. He hadn't exactly realized how hungry he was until there was food within ordering distance.]

Plain coffee is fine. [He looks over.] And possibly cake.

[3years_2months_10days]

[Max loves that smile. It's strangely disarming, in a way. He turns his head and sighs.]

Ah, it'll take longer to get through me than it would with you. Besides, it wouldn't be the worst thing that's happened to me.

[rungout]

But I'd rather not have anything more happen to you, Max.

[Glancing up at the other briefly, there's that adoring look again before Rung looks away--a bit..flustered with himself for the way that must have sounded.]

[dorka]

Six? Seven? It doesn't really matter, though they have to be in bed at nine.

vomits on

[bootcut]

[ Jean ignores Armin's little hissy fit - he's taking it as a hissy fit - because he wants to actually answer that question. Tips on drying out wet shoes can wait too, although he's familiar with the ol' paper ball trick. Probably because Armin told him the last time he complained about wet boots. Look - sometimes it rains during training, and a guy needs to bitch to someone who'll listen, nod solemnly, and then help.

Anyway - Jean continues to squelch along in his ruined boots, making sure to not pull on their shared cloak umbrella thing too much. A little tug is hard to avoid, what with how short mushroom cloud is and all. ]

I don't want you to ditch me, but you're not exactly making me feel like a valued member of the team here. [ Team Jearmin. ] Those books were heavy, you know? A little appreciation - well, it wouldn't go amiss.

[ In other words: praise me, praise me! Instead of bringing up a replacement so soon after he helped out. Jean is a petty bitch sometimes. Deal. ]

[withaz]

It's just a floor.

[She didn't take any of his clothes with her, barely took enough of her own to last more than a few days. Her roommates might have a problem with him walking around naked too but she's got a hair dryer at least?

Jazmine reaches for his hand.]

Come on, I know you're freezing and you're a big baby when it's cold.

[jivitadana]

[Minato couldn't reject Akihiko's offer the second time, and thus took the umbrella from Akihiko with a quiet thanks. He had to remember to throw the newspaper away in a trashcan, as valiant of a fight it put up against the pouring rain.

He nodded since everything Akihiko said was true, besides the fact that he forgot to bring his umbrella. He hadn't forgotten. He just didn't think of bringing one in the first place.]

... Don't get sick yourself, Senpai.

[He said it good-naturedly, and maybe with a slight edge of teasing plus deadpan. He was concerned for Akihiko's health too. Who said that senpai could only look after kouhai and not the other way around? And besides, he was also the leader (although he hadn't exactly considered himself field leader all the time in every situation) and he should take care of his friends too.]

[thirdbeauty]

Ah... you think?

[Natsuru shifts a little bit, scratching at the back of her head. It's not really something she'd normally consider trying, but she's pretty powerless to resist a suggestion from an adorable girl. Even one that's not very insistent at all.]

I... really don't think I'd be good at something like that, though...

[sagacity]

[Well, it's no contest who needs the food most when she's drooling. Reaching into a small, mostly empty pack, he gently tosses her the last thing – an orange.]

That's all I've got. I wasn't planning on staying out long enough for more than a snack.

[Nor is he concerned about eating, in general. He can go without food for hours. More than a day. He's well used to traveling.]

And about the fire . . . are you cold, too?

finding more free! fans is always great!! most of my friends adore it to a frightening level

[seraphatos]

[Nill has quite a good idea about what's on Haruka's mind, with his staring and all, but chooses not to do anything about it. from what she can tell so far, he doesn't have a problem with beating around the bush — while it's probable that he might not believe the truth, Nill is sure he'll ask about her little feathery appendages when he wants. until then...

when Haruka speaks up, his bluntness barely phases her; she's acquainted with far more brusque people than him, after all! she almost laughs, in fact, before raising a hand to point at her throat and shaking her head. explaining her silence (if it can even count as "explaining") was always an awkward thing to do when meeting new people — it inspires a little sadness in her too, as she can't even say a simple hello. but she can't let it get to her, so she smiles, muted and sheepish, and even a little apologetic.

and when Haruka makes the offer, the smile changes subtly, hesitation written plainly on her face. she wants to get out of the rain, she really does. and she can tell that Haruka isn't a bad person. she hopes she's right.

so Nill nods tentatively. if worse comes to worst, she can always run, after all.]

[castlogical]

"To be jealous of a relationship that was dissolved would be irrational."

Spock hadn't left. She had been dismissed. It was a fine distinction of intent that had lead to this eventual confrontation. Her job performance was unparalleled, yet still the Captain had seen fit to send her away. Surely it was not too much to expect an honest reasoning?

"Have you taken a new lover?"

[seethrul]

It's all right to at least try.

[thirdbeauty]

Ngh...

[Irresistible cuteness! It doesn't matter if the girl really cares if she tries or not, she can't say no...]

... Maybe I'll give it a shot, then.

[It'll probably be terrible, but hey. She doesn't care if she sucks at it or not.]

I don't really know what I'd make, though...

[no1canbreakyou]

[ you can start us off this time. whatever you want ~ ]

[installing]

I don't really have a craving for anything. I trust you to pick a good place.

[Riza is more likely to know which places serve the best food. Winry looks around at the intersection to see if she can spot any nearby restaurants or cafe's that will give her an idea of what she wants.]

Ironically, I think I have relatively few friends who are into it. Alas.

[delphinidae]

[She must have lost her voice, he thinks at first. She could have caught laryngitis after too many times out in the rain. But he also realizes that that's not really what she means at all.

It makes him feel a little awkward. He's never known a mute person before, and even though he's not a great talker himself, the idea of someone being unable to say what they need to is a bit discomforting. It means he'll have to interpret a lot, and that's not exactly his forte. (Makoto, he thinks, would probably be great at it, but Makoto's not here.) Anyway, he's not sure if he pities her for not being able to speak, and that feeling is awkward and complicated too.

Well, no time to figure it out now. The rain is, if anything, getting harder. So he raises his umbrella higher and holds it out so that they can walk under it together and both stay mostly dry. Then he nods towards a nearby stairway.]

My house isn't too far from here. I live by myself, but some friends might come over later. [Might. It's not like he's made plans with them; turning up on his doorstep unannounced is just the sort of thing he expects they might do.]

i) 002 || ii) 006 || iii) 006

[mentality]

[ It's the middle of the night and Scott's out in the park looking for a puppy that had escaped from Deaton's. He had caught sight of it not two minutes ago; saw the quick of flash of white darting past the statues in the park and he'd gone after the little animal only to lose sight of it once again.

This game of hide and seek is not what he had planned for his evening, but the puppy seems determined to play. The little thing had been trapped in a cage for far too long. Freedom must feel good right now.

Scott sniffs the air, trying to catch a whiff of the pup when all of a sudden, heavy rain starts to fall and he's caught in the downpour.

Again. This is so not what he had planned for his evening. Not that he had anything planned in the first place. But he was supposed to have gone out to meet with Eliza over an hour ago. She had asked him out for Chinese and instead of saying no, thank you, like he had meant to, somehow, someway, he had agreed to a date. It was really not what he had intended, especially since Allison had been within earshot at the time, but he'd hesitated for a bit too long, and by then, Eliza had blurted out a time and a place and had left him standing there looking confused.

He'd told Deaton about it and he'd mentioned something about feeling like he was cheating on Allison, despite the fact that Allison had broken up with him. Which was silly, but before Deaton could provide some useful advice or words of encouragement, they realized that the puppy had made its grand escape. ]

[inhersights]

[ If anything, the establishments within immediate view are cafés, sandwich shops and a tea shop. For those who know her, Riza's choice would be obvious. She nods towards the road to their left -- ]

That tea shop has excellent brews. They have the best scones in Central, and their sandwiches are quite filling.

[ She then motions for them to walk again. ]

You might want to bring some back with you to the hotel later.

[sincetheglasses]

I'm no one important...

[Just the Emperor's bestie. No big deal, especially since he made every effort to not rely on that status unless he had to. It would complicate their relationship.]

But, back on to important matters. Your cuteness is one of your strong points? Well, perhaps you might move to Daath, they enjoy cute women trying to spread their word.

[ninefold]

[She's already setting to peeling the orange when she hears that's the last of his food. Rin might be a child, but she's not that self centered. After cutting it neatly in half, she hands the other end back to him.]

I'm not all that cold. You look like a drowned rat, though. Someone's made a camp here before a little further back, we could just use the stuff they had for a fire.