☂ it's raining, it's falling

[estivates]

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.

(from here.)

Comments

[superstylishsquid]

You know...the more you refuse an opportunity, the more likely it is that you'll lose it for good. Especially when there's other people involved.

*He seems to be speaking from experience, here.*

[patricided]

What does it matter?

[She wraps her arms around herself feeling small.

[superstylishsquid]

Are you really sure you want to spend your entire life alone? That you'd be happier that way than if you let someone who likes and respects you really get close? What would you do if you did manage to convince everyone you might have had something with to stay away, then found out that it hurt watching them move on and find other people?

[patricided]

[She just stays quiet and shrugs. It isn't that big of a deal really. The way things are is good enough. Not that the shrug is a very clear answer one way or the other.]

Why do you insist on picking at this?

[superstylishsquid]

Dunno...

*He turns back and starts walking toward the couch again.*

Guess I just have a thing for women I've got no chance with.

[patricided]

Excuse me?

[superstylishsquid]

*He drops down onto the couch next to his armor.*

What? It's getting pretty obvious you aren't willing to let anyone get that close. Or am I wrong?

[patricided]

Slow down and back up. What are you talking about?

[Her hands give a flail, her sleeves whispering through the air, not that he can see.]

[superstylishsquid]

I mean I've got the bad luck of having a tendency to be interested in women who are either taken or just flat out avoiding romance. Dunno why I keep bothering, maybe I'm just more of an optimist than I like to think.

[patricided]

I didn't ask you to be interested in me after a week of being friends with me.

[Her words are soft but with a definite breathy hitch to them. She hadn't expected an actual admission when she asked for clarification. Nor had she expected it to send what felt like a million butterflies fluttering in her stomach.]

[superstylishsquid]

*He sighs and rubs his forehead between his horns, eyes squeezing shut. He sounds...tired, almost.*

I didn't ask to be prone to noticing people quickly, either, but it's not like I've ever been able to do anything about it. Aside from get used to watching people I like be happy without me. Believe me, I've tried.

[patricided]

You're assuming things that have no evidence.

[It's mumble, so soft she can barely hear it.]

[superstylishsquid]

*He probably wouldn't have been able to hear it at all, if he didn't have ears tuned for surviving in the dark.*

You pushing me away and telling me to stop being so easy to flirt with isn't evidence? Even if I am the kind of person you'd find attractive...like you said, what's it matter? If you're not willing to let anyone past your walls or even consider reasons why you might want to, wouldn't it be best for both of us if I just...moved on again? I wouldn't be getting my hopes up to get shot down, and you wouldn't have to worry about me being concerned with things you don't want to think about.

[patricided]

[She busies herself with pouring coffee when the machine makes its final gurgle. Adding a touch of sugar and taking a long sip to buy to time as much as gather some sort of response. The second cup is still empty as she turns away from the counter, unsure if he'd even want coffee.]

You're in farther than most you know, Dante's been beating on them for almost fifteen years. Hasn't gotten much further than a few cracks when he's conscious. Did you want coffee?

[superstylishsquid]

Is that your way of saying I might actually have a chance eventually, or that I should be happy with what I have?

*He pauses for a moment, then turns so that he can see her out of the corner of his eye.*

...Coffee sounds good.

[patricided]

I don't know.

[She puts her coffee down and turns to pour him a cup as well.]

How do you take it?

[superstylishsquid]

Black, lots of sugar.

*He puts his hand on the back of the couch and lays his head on it.*

I'm not sure if uncertainty is better or worse than a flat out no...at least then, I know where I stand.

[patricided]

[She nods and proceeds to put at least five times the amount of sugar she put in her own cup and gives it a stir before moving to the couch to give the cup to him, her own cup in hand.]

And I can't give you what I don't know.

[She holds the cup out to him.]

[superstylishsquid]

*He takes the cup without concern for its heat and takes a drink while it's still steaming.*

I guess I'll just have to settle for hoping you figure it out...

*Before wondering starts to hurt too much to be worth it.*

[patricided]

Whatever happens I hope we'll be able to remain friends.

[As if to make a point she squeezes into the remaining room after Alastor and his arm took up the rest of her couch. Her feet resting on the edge of the cushion and her knees tight to her chest with her chin resting atop them.]

[superstylishsquid]

*He gives a slight smile at that and ruffles her hair, hand still warm from the mug.*

Of course. I'm not one of those people who's willing to let a dumb crush ruin the relationship he already has with someone.

[patricided]

[She fixes it hastily, fingers combing through the damp strands so they lay flat again.]

Good.

[superstylishsquid]

*That gets a chuckle and he moves in like he's about to kiss her, then pauses and moves to kiss her cheek instead.*

Glad to see you at least like having me around.

[patricided]

[She stills a moment, her face turning a little redder as she touches her cheek.]

What was that for?

[superstylishsquid]

Letting you know I meant it.

*He settles into leaning back on the couch.*

It's nice to see you value being on good terms with me, even if that might be the extent of it.