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[twicebonded]

WHAT In person or texting, I don't know, I'm not your boss
WHERE Wherever you'd be at night
WHEN Day 1, night
NOTES aj said i was allowed to make a new post

[So, you've survived your first—or fiftieth, or five-hundredth—day in Quiet Mounds. Tonight, it's raining—or, it's not. Maybe you're trying to get used to your new, quiet apartment. The electricity is buzzing in that way that's hard to ignore, a silence so loud it's deafening, in that poetic sort of way.]

[Or maybe you're one of the sad sacks still working at the 24/7 joints. Or their why-am-I-even-up-this-late customers. You're the reason why capitalism does this to people, you know.]

[☽ ☽ ☽]

Comments

[chasethedragon]

[ yyyeeEEEESSS RAIN. For whatever reason the airborne static seems all that much stronger around this guy(who's since changed back into his fancy long blue robes, screw that jean and t-shirt nonsense) near the lake, crackling in blue arcs over his hair and body and between his horns. He's soaked completely through, face tipped up to the sky, and seems pretty relaxed. ]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ that low electrical background hum grows in volume before crackling loudly as she pops back into corporeality with a few arcs of her own, though he could probably sense her approach regardless ]

Good evening ♪ Letting your hair down?

[cinnaponroll]

[Horns? Lightning? Tsuzuki watches him from under a tree, clearly curious.]

[quicktemptation]

[meanwhile with a perfect disk of no rain above him]

Er. Enjoying yourself?

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[A HOT BARISTA, WORKING THE DEAD OF NIGHT SHIFT AT THE FANCY LUXE. He takes a moment to look outside at the rain, since it's pretty slow right now]

[goodintentions]

[you've got a coworker obnoxiously slurping the last of some iced drink monstrosity with a straw.]

Still raining, huh.

[abardacttofollow]

[knocks on Medren's room]

Can I come in?

[or hey anyone who has Stef's number can text him]

[mindinthegittern]

Yeah, it's open—

[a little distractedly. he messed up the blinds on his window and is fiddling with them, trying to get them parallel again.]

[splashofbourbon]

Howdy, stranger ;)

[clocked_out]

hey stefen
are you awake right now
.........
so the thing you have to know about spacetime
is
NOBODY loves a good riddlewank like that old rascal spacetime let me tell you
rockin back and forth on the porch slappin its knees making good-natured racist comments
and you might think like
why the fuck has no one told this geriatric off he's weighs 90 pounds and has the bone density of a number 2 pencil
but the thing you have to realize
..........................
hold on this is getting away from me

[keijournal]

[Kaito of course is in bed at a no--

Lol no, who sleeps.

He's using his few precious hours off work to browse the library, not looking for something particular so much as something interesting.]

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[OK BUT I'M GOIN TO SNAG YOU AFTER WORK]

Nakamura. Oh my God. You didn't tell me our boss was a human avatar of a hot serial killer.

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ sleep is great but you know what, rain is so much better.

those of you who happen to be braving the water (or working) might run into her splashing excitedly about town, soaked completely through and obviously disgustingly pleased with that state of affairs. if you get close enough you can hear her humming under her breath... though it sounds enough like the way the power is buzzing tonight the two are difficult to distinguish from each other. ]

[twicebonded]

[well, this guy is bedraggled and wet, dragging his feet as he makes his way through the dark street at night, hands in his pockets, not really watching where he's going. sad boy? danger to society? lost and confused? who knows]

[chasethedragon]

[ guess what im dressed fancy now i mean. bumping into him is fine, it's dark, he's in a good mood for once. but also staring down at him. ] Boy.

[abardacttofollow]

[JINGLE JINGLE says your pocket]

[cinnaponroll]

[He knocks into him in the darkness, then reaches out to touch his shoulder.]

Oi - sorry about that.

[cinnaponroll]

[Out under an awning near one of the coffee shops, mostly wet but unbothered as he watches the rain.]

Maybe I should of kept an umbrella.

[eforeveryone]

[a sopping wet rowdyboy swerves over to him.]

[wrongstory]

Oh—

[very caught in the rain and very put out by it, hurrying under an awning somewhere near the apartments and staring into the darkness with displeasure. he's carrying a library book under his coat, checking it for damage]

[ghostfromthemachine]

Am I going to have to fine you for that?

[ she's got one of the spooky black umbrellas, but it's shut and she has absolutely not been using it judging from how soaked she is

also where the heck did she even come from. was she there a moment ago? ]

[quicktemptation]

[it's certainly not raining around crowley. the water parts around him in a nice circle, like an invisible umbrella. also who wears sunglasses at night, also what's that dim yellow glow coming from behind those sunglasses in the dark,

just taking a stroll. if he sees someone else being bullied by the weather, he'll let out a low pitying whistle]

[eforeveryone]

[totally soaked. he sees what's going on over here tho and beelines over.]

Eeeh?

[clocked_out]

[Dave is working his first night shift at Heavenly Grounds. Cleaning tables and talking to himself. Still wearing sunglasses even though he is indoors and it's night time.

... He's been talking to himself for ten solid minutes in a steady, mumbled monologue. ]

[twicebonded]

[ducking inside, pulling his damp hood down. he's already more than a little drenched. wearing jeans and a zip-up hipster hoodie, revealing a dazzlingly beautiful face and shining hair, angels sang, etc etc]

Ah . . .

[he seems concerned about leaving footprints]

[splashofbourbon]

[This cowboy had stepped outside the coffee shop for a smoke so now he's stuck loitering under the awning with a cigarillo in his lips and a flask in hand]

Guess those umbrellas must've been a warning.

[churchninja]

[It looks like the rain has caught this fellow by surprise. He's drenched but doesn't seem too concerned with having soaked clothes. Honestly he's more preoccupied with protecting whatever it is beneath his James Sunderland coat. Hoping to wait out the rain, he's ducked into the nearest building/under an awning/whatever's most convenient for you.]

I hope it hasn't gotten wet...

[eforeveryone]

?

[CURIOUS. Checking him out!]

[hypocritic_oath]

[Muraki is a very helpful cashier working the midnight shift at the local grocery store. He is wearing an apron and a ~~smile~~.

This is all very good and normal.]

[pankeikaku]

[ SEEMS GOOD AND NORMAL

akechi's bringing a bunch of instant ramen to the till with a polite nod of his head ]

Good evening, sir.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[MEANWHILE, FINALLY HOME AT CASA DE REIGEN.]

Mob--

-- Er, I'm home! Mob, you here? Serizawa's joining us for dinner!

[giving100percent]

[looks up from doing his homework at the kitchen table]

Welcome home. What are you making us?

[standing and gathering his things to clear off the table]

Or is Serizawa-san cooking?