OPEN | prompt one | RAIN

[wrens]

prompt one | R A I N I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane.

 

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[ex_equanimities805]

[ william pauses mid-step, head whipping around to see who was harmonizing so nicely. his eyes settle on gabriel, and he whistles the next bar, waiting for the reaction.

a test, something william does often and without warning, to most of the people he meets. a way of deciding whether or not gabriel was worth his time without bothering to strike up conversation. ]

[faceforhire]

[ Gabe whistles in turn, trilling a few of the notes with a flourish, though his easy stance, leaned back against the door, does not change. Show off. He can't seem to care whether the stranger stays or goes. He lifts his cigarette and takes another drag, almost expectant. ]

[ex_equanimities805]

[ interesting development. william whistles the final bar, bright and chipper, before deciding to push further. he sticks a hand out, and perhaps his smile would have seemed welcoming, if it weren't sharp as a razor blade. ]

Nice of you to indulge me with a second melody.