Who: Viral, Open. What: Rain brings out a different side to everyone, amirite? Where: The streets of Salkia. When: APRIL FIRST YO Warnings: Gratuitous use of prose, ect.
Kyrie looked around the place, his hand on his head to get away the water. In truth, he really like to be soaked to the core--without getting a cold, that is. He giggled a little before walking around, finally stopping at the base of a tree, shaking himself to rid himself of the water--not very useful, but something, that is. Sighing, he left the tree and started to walk in the rain again. This reminds him of the time the war started...and it was sad, at some parts. But he was glad that he could remember the things that happened before. It was...eventful on some degrees
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Viral smiled, turning his head slightly to glance at the other out of the corner of his eyes. Water streamed through his clothing, making a huge puddle at his feet , growing ever bigger. He shifted on his feet, leaning sideways into the wind, seemingly bored.
"It ... reminds me of a place." He replied, shrugging. "Yourself?"
Kyrie smiled bitterly. It had been the first time in which he had ever smiled so bitterly, and it was when Reiben had died. Reiben had been one of his friends, and Morte's brother. It had been raining a little, maybe. He couldn't remember very well anymore. "A friend of mine died on a rainy day..." His face still lifted up in a smile, his hand lifted up to feel the cold rain upon his palm. It felt nice--refreshing.
It was something that could potentially wash everything away. Everything. "Feels nice...huh?"
"Mm." The beastman tilted his head back to the sky, shrugging. "I've felt rain like this many times, but each time still..." He trailed off, waving his hands as if trying to describe something. "It's the same but different."
Another shrug, eyes sliding half shut as the rain poured down.
Kyrie paused. He's never actually...been in interaction with the rain...not as many times as he would have like though. It was refreshing...and nice. He should do this more often...
...he could feel his eyes close shut as he smiled in the rain with the droplets hitting him like piercing knives stabbing at him. Well, it was not that intense, but it was not all that gentle either. But nonetheless, he smiled, and kept on venturing in the rain, going around in circles. "I wish it would rain like this...every day..."
Kyrie looked over at the other man and laughed a little. "I'm sorry that you don't like this." It really wasn't the other man's fault that he doesn't like this weather. I value your opinion...
"It does seem like an irritation to walk in something like this, eh?" Shuffling, he heard splashing sounds at his feet. The water has gone that deep already, eh?
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"It ... reminds me of a place." He replied, shrugging. "Yourself?"
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It was something that could potentially wash everything away. Everything. "Feels nice...huh?"
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Another shrug, eyes sliding half shut as the rain poured down.
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...he could feel his eyes close shut as he smiled in the rain with the droplets hitting him like piercing knives stabbing at him. Well, it was not that intense, but it was not all that gentle either. But nonetheless, he smiled, and kept on venturing in the rain, going around in circles. "I wish it would rain like this...every day..."
So refreshing...
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He folded his arms, trying to preserve some body heat. Immortal he may be, but he disliked intense, wet cold just as much as the next man.
"I'd rather not be walking through a foot or more of sludge every day." He snorted, dislodging hair from around his eyes with the sharp whuff of air.
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"It does seem like an irritation to walk in something like this, eh?" Shuffling, he heard splashing sounds at his feet. The water has gone that deep already, eh?
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