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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 singing. 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.

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[One thing that sucks about fall: the weather can be perfectly sunny one minute and then a downpour the next. He could have sworn it was nothing but clear skies a minute ago when he went to cut through a park.

Should have known, shortcuts and detours never really work out.

So here he is, soaked to the bone and shivering under the cover of a gazebo. At least he managed to find that much to further shelter him from the rain.]

[ guess who got impatient and made icooons?? 3 + 2 + 6 because reasons. ]

[ OTA ]

[ The rain hasn't stopped since last night.

Steve listens to it drum against the roof, the echo of it tinny considering where they are, and somewhere in the vicinity of the small room they've been in for the past few days, there's a leak, a steady drip of water puddling on the dirt floor with a rhythmic splash. It's not the best accommodations, not by any means, but it's the only one he'd been able to find on such short notice, on the run and half-dragging Tony along with him to get out of the firefight that had unexpectedly broken out around them. He'd sustained a cracked elbow from knocking someone unconscious with an accidental back-swing of his arm, several bruises that made it difficult to take too deep a breath, but worse than that had been Tony's own injuries, trying to determine exactly how bad they were and how much worse they might potentially get if he didn't find them some sort of help. He figures it's broken ribs and a lot more bruises—hopefully nothing punctured.

And as much as he's sure Tony hates it, he's forced him to a lot more bed rest, and that's how he leaves him when he finally ducks out into the storm after assuming it isn't going to get any better. Steve's gone for almost an hour, scouting nearby parts of the mostly abandoned city for anything that might be remotely useful to them, and when he returns, it's with a (surprisingly) fresh roll of bandages and some mysteriously labeled canned food in tow. The rain hasn't let up at all, soaking him completely through, and he ditches the hoodie he's wearing, hanging it to dry on an over-turned chair before making his way over to Tony and the bed he's on. When he sits on the edge, it creaks under his weight, but the mental frame's been sturdy enough to hold both of them when he's slept sitting upright at the foot of it in some partial attempt at keeping watch. So, he knows it isn't going to break, and for lack of anything better to do, Steve gently grasps at Tony's fingers to give them a squeeze. ]

Hey. [ From this angle, he can't tell if he's sleeping or not, but it won't matter in a few minutes; he plans to get those bandages around his torso to help keep his ribs in place. ] I didn't mean to be gone so long. How're you holding up?