[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]

I didn't peg you as adrenaline junkie.

[gamboler]

To be fair, there aren't exactly a lot of opportunities for excitement here. Well — not the kind I like, anyway.

[bowtiedbones]

What kind is that? Sky-diving? Mountain biking?

[gamboler]

[ If only he had like. Actually healthy hobbies like those... ]

I'm surprised it hasn't been more obvious. I love to gamble. I do pass time at the shooting range now and then, but that's less of a passion.

[bowtiedbones]

Oh! Well, it's not like I've seen you bet on anything?

[gamboler]

I bet on my own good luck when I tried looking for the key that first day.

[ And, well. They all know how that turned out. ]

[bowtiedbones]

Oh right, you said something about me having the luck when I got to escape.

[gamboler]

That's right. Though I guess given what we've learned about our curse since then, I can let you off the hook for that one.

[bowtiedbones]

Yeah, going by the number of chalks I’ve lost under the bed or how many times there’s been a hair in my food, that luck’s run out.

[and all the miscellaneous small injuries, you know how it be]

[gamboler]

[ Oh, he knows all too well how it be. ]

Let's hope our luck is mostly lost to such minor inconveniences, then.

[bowtiedbones]

[patting the pocket she keeps her omamori in]

Let's hope. We've still got some lucky charms.