Eleanor Lamb (
notyourutopian) wrote2014-04-03 02:21 pm
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[Action throughout the day and Open!] Playing in the rain.
Of all the things Eleanor had discovered in Luceti that had been impossible in Rapture, the rain was probably her favorite one. It had taken her some time to adjust to the idea of it, to be fair, since in Rapture the sound of falling water generally meant something horrible had happened and a section of the city about to flood, but up here on the surface it was just...normal.
Weather in-and-of-itself was a new concept, honestly. Occasionally the big storms up on the ocean's surface would cause churn in the water around the city, but never anything more than messy water and unhappy whales. She'd loved the snow too, and bright sunny days and brisk, windy days, but rain was her favorite. Maybe it was just how it was a callback to home without being so close as to make her dwell on the negative things.
Which was why she didn't particularly find any reason to try and avoid it the way so many other people seemed to. In fact, she made a point of going out in weather like that, with the large, old-fashioned purple umbrella she'd acquired last summer. It hadn't rained all winter, which she knew was normal but had still been a bit of a frustration, and now that it was doing it again, she'd practically bolted from school at the end of the day to go for a walk.
And that was where she could be found for the rest of the afternoon, wandering about in her long black skirt and simple red jacket, her umbrella resting on her shoulder, a faint smile on her face. She would stop for a while to sit under one of the awnings by the shops and read, listening to the rain, then head back out for another walk. She'd picked up a pair of heavy-duty boots, and someone might happen to catch her hopping into a puddle with them to send up a splash and then laughing softly to herself.
Even during the height of the thunderstorm itself, she was (probably foolishly) walking around with her umbrella.
[ooc: People can run into Eleanor anywhere in the village during the rain, or yell at her to come in out of the lightning if they like. She might even listen!]
Weather in-and-of-itself was a new concept, honestly. Occasionally the big storms up on the ocean's surface would cause churn in the water around the city, but never anything more than messy water and unhappy whales. She'd loved the snow too, and bright sunny days and brisk, windy days, but rain was her favorite. Maybe it was just how it was a callback to home without being so close as to make her dwell on the negative things.
Which was why she didn't particularly find any reason to try and avoid it the way so many other people seemed to. In fact, she made a point of going out in weather like that, with the large, old-fashioned purple umbrella she'd acquired last summer. It hadn't rained all winter, which she knew was normal but had still been a bit of a frustration, and now that it was doing it again, she'd practically bolted from school at the end of the day to go for a walk.
And that was where she could be found for the rest of the afternoon, wandering about in her long black skirt and simple red jacket, her umbrella resting on her shoulder, a faint smile on her face. She would stop for a while to sit under one of the awnings by the shops and read, listening to the rain, then head back out for another walk. She'd picked up a pair of heavy-duty boots, and someone might happen to catch her hopping into a puddle with them to send up a splash and then laughing softly to herself.
Even during the height of the thunderstorm itself, she was (probably foolishly) walking around with her umbrella.
[ooc: People can run into Eleanor anywhere in the village during the rain, or yell at her to come in out of the lightning if they like. She might even listen!]

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However, when he sees someone actually walking around in this mess, he blinks in surprise before shouting at them.]
Hey, you! Get out of the rain, it's dangerous!
[This emphasized with a bright flash of lightning followed by a loud rumble of thunder.]
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...Excuse me? Did you mean me?
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...It can't be that bad, can it?
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It's while she's out enjoying the thunderstorm that she spots Eleanor, hopping around in puddles during the storm. It prompts the weather goddess to call out to her.]
Enjoying the weather?
[Of course, this isn't sarcasm, Saori's voice is genuine, almost painfully so. If someone else is enjoying the weather, then who is she to do anything but encourage it? And if Eleanor looks for the source of the voice, she'll find Saori, dressed in a light blue sundress, completely and totally dry...with no umbrella in sight.]
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Yes. It's a very nice change from the winter.
[She realizes something is off, but she hasn't quite hit on the fact that the other is dry in the storm yet.]
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Isn't it? I just love the rain, and the lightning and thunder are even better. Nothing like that dreary winter we just had at all.
[Really, truly, there's nothing quite like coming out in the rain, and if Eleanor hasn't commented on something strange, well...she'll just not worry about it. That's part of the fun.]
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Honestly, I can't think of a type of weather I haven't been excited by, since I arrived.
[She is still trying to figure out what is different and then...]
You're not wet!
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I was sure I tagged this.
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He comes across here while he's playing in a puddle.]
Isn't this great?
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It is, isn't it? It's nice to see I'm not the only one who thinks so.
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I think I mostly just like the rain itself, but I can see the appeal the rest would hold for most people.
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Are you... reading in the rain?
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Yes? [And then a pause. Was this something people didn't do?] ...Is that weird?
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Eh. It's not the weirdest thing in the world. I just don't think I've ever seen anyone do it before. Now that book's got to be thunderously good!
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It's okay. It was just the only one I grabbed on my way to school this morning.
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"Eleanor?"
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She hadn't really spoken to him much, she knew he was a friend of Kanji's...and now Kanji was gone, so that was fun.
"Hello. Uhm." A hesitation. "Yes?"
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"How have you been?"
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Maybe spending time in the forest with the thunderstorm wasn't the smartest. But she didn't care. It had been safe enough. And even now, back in the village, she found little wrong with being out in this weather. Still, she doesn't expect to see many others out today. So when she comes across Eleanor, she's even willing to offer a small smile to the other girl.
It's been a while.
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"You're drenched! I thought most people minded that."
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"It's easier to go through the woods without an umbrella."
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On her way to the shops, Wanda spots her friend(???) and her purple umbrella. Her own, red umbrella was more modern, but about the same size.
Detouring slightly, she gives a small wave.]
... Enjoying yourself?
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Yes, actually, I am.
[She looks a tad embarrassed about that.]
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