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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[experimentalism]

[ part of the reason he allowed himself to earn the title of doctor is so that he could help individuals. admittedly not everyone is deserving of help, but he's nice enough to be helpful on occasion.

provided that who he's helping isn't going to assure his downfall. jolie looks innocent enough, even if a part of evan wonders what level she is (and if she'll trade him for a new level or to keep her own, but that's a given for). he nods though before making just enought room for her under the umbrella. ]

Luckily I grabbed my larger one today. [ there'a a pause on his end before he continues. ] Of course I do, come on, it'd be a tragedy if you were soaked to the bone in this weather.

[ebullient]

[ jolie is probably too sweet and innocent for her own good. there's no safer person to invite into one's life, although whether that is a good or bad thing isn't totally apparent yet. she scoots out the door after him quickly, standing close but not too close beneath the umbrella. she buttons up her coat as she walks, tucking the bright folds of her dress beneath the drab fabric. ]

It's lucky you were here. This wouldn't be the first time I had to make a dash through the rain to get to the subway.

[ and she shifts her purse to the opposite side of her body, to prevent accidentaly smacking him in the side with it. that's also something that's happened before. ]

[experimentalism]

[ once you reach the upper levels, one would argue that it's a fantastic thing. indeed, evan himself will argue that he enjoys having individuals like joile around if only because he knows he can trust them (insomuch as anyone can trust another person). his eyes take in the fabric of her dress, bright and in stark contrast to both her coat and the weather. for a brief moment a smile crosses his lips as if that fabric was something that infinitely pleased him. ]

Trouble remembering umbrellas. How unfortunate. If I recall correctly, they do make ones you can fit in your purse. Unless you forget that in places as often as you do umbrellas.

[ if he's teasing, it's something he does by default, after all, one always need to know how to charm (and pleasantly tease) another person, lest you offend them instead. ]

I'd offer the umbrella until you get home, but something tells me that you're not going necessarily the same place I am.

[ebullient]

How'd you guess?

[ if it wasn't one thing with jolie, it was another. she chalked it all up to bad luck, really. neither of her parents had been this forgetful. ]

Probably not.

[ where would he ever be going that someone like her could accompany? the thought is there and gone without jolie giving any actual consideration to it. after all, her station in life is practically unchangeable. no sense in fussing over it. ]

I'm just hoping we pass a subway stop. Or happen across a taxi willing to pick me up.