[if april showers bring may flowers, then july showers bring. . .?]

[sevenhorrorsmods]

Who: everyone!
When: July 31st throughout the day
Where: outside, but also wherever you want to be!
What: a general all-purpose mingle with flavor
Warnings: nada

[Today, for the first time since your arrival, dark and angry clouds gather in the sky above to block out the sun. It is sweltering outside, so when those clouds eventually open up in the early afternoon, showering everyone with cool rain, rolling thunder, and a few flashes of lightning. . . it probably feels good!]

[It seems to be normal rain, for the most part. Look at it from the wrong angle and some if it may seem to be tinted red, like blood. And sometimes, when a drop spatters against the ground, a spider lily suddenly blossoms in its place. The flower dies almost immediately upon springing to life, its petals dissolving into dust that is quickly washed away by the rest of the water]

[dwbi]

[. . . things have been awfully quiet since your arrival. It feels almost a bit like the calm before the storm, doesn't it? Are you still waiting for that other shoe to drop. . .?]

[What else are you up to today!]

Comments

[bowtiedbones]

Or don't, either or.

[inexorableiron]

[If he knew whst a thumbs up was, he would give her one]

[bowtiedbones]

[sometimes a guy just has to lay on the ground and think

maybe she should go get him a towel...]

[inexorableiron]

[maybe a towel or a hot bath]

[bowtiedbones]

[he'll have to find the bath himself, but after a little while she will get up to go fetch a towel for when he's done with his mud-and-rain soak]

[inexorableiron]

[He is not getting what he wanted and is dangerously close to having to Deal With a Feel so he will start lumbering back before too long]

[bowtiedbones]

[pops back to her feet and holds out the towel to greet him]

All done?

[inexorableiron]

[he will take it and shove his face directly into it before making any attempt to actually wipe off mud or rainwater]

Yeah. Shit. Fuckin' coming down, huh?

[bowtiedbones]

You might have been more dry laying in a bathtub.

[inexorableiron]

[He casts a glance back, looking for the blood that never stays]

Yeah. It would've been warmer, anyway.

[bowtiedbones]

The shower’s open at the dorm if you want it.

[inexorableiron]

Yeah ... Yeah. Thanks, lady dude.

[bowtiedbones]

You're welcome? Come on, I'll go back with you. I think all the cool lightning is done.

[inexorableiron]

Don't let me drag you away from all this shit.

[bowtiedbones]

It's fine, I can watch rain and creepy flowers from any window.

[inexorableiron]

... Sure. Fuck, I'm not gonna stop ya.

[do ghosts care about muddy footprints on floors]

[bowtiedbones]

Thanks!

[ghosts better learn to mop because topaz isn't taking care of it]

[inexorableiron]

[what is a mop]

[Magus will at least be looking a little less awful by the time they hit the dorm!]

How many towels we got?

[bowtiedbones]

[brooding is free, but no brooding alone in creepy haunted schoolhouses!]

One each, I think?

[inexorableiron]

[Fair enough, buddy brooding only]

It's somethin'. Sorry for all the fuckin' fuss.

[bowtiedbones]

It’s fine. You’re allowed to have rough days.

[inexorableiron]

I disagree, lady dude. That shit fuckin' sucks too much.

[bowtiedbones]

Should I peel you off the ground next time you’re laying out like that then? I’m small but I can try.

[inexorableiron]

... Actually yeah, just go ahead and fuckin' kick me if that happens again. Hard as ya can.

[bowtiedbones]

That’s pretty hard. Um, noted.