thusia | Just a rainy day...

Just a rainy day...

Who: Anyone
When: Day 59, Noon
Where: Anywhere
What: A soggy mingle.

[ The mist around headquarters is mostly cleared along with the morning air, but people may have noticed that it hung around much later into the morning than usual. The rain that started in last night has also been continuing, strong enough to be heard anywhere inside the stone headquarters and much heavier than one would expect for a sudden tropical rain. It also looks as if it'll be lasting the rest of the day and then some. Hope you've got plenty of indoor activities planned for the day. Or don't mind getting a little wet if you don't. ]

[ So what are your plans, Thusia? ]

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[The pull of the spell sucks at the glitter and water, pulling it into a floating, spinning orb. It doesn't get everything (there's not enough magic in the world to get everything when glitter is involved), but it's more than enough to form a wonderfully ominous sparkle-filled sphere.]

Ptou. If you are so enamoured with glitter . . .

Oh dear.

[THIS IS AN ATTEMPT TO GET TO HIS FEET.]

Kindly, in the future, keep it to your own.

[INCOMING.]

[NO SMART REPLY. NOPE. He's scrambling up with impressive speed and darting behind Chrono.]

[... I probably don't have time to do much more than give you a look that promises extreme pain later, do I]

[Oh. Well. That's mildly unfortunate.

The ball manages to veer up a little, not hitting Chrono directly . . . but then the magic runs out and the the orb just stops, the sparkle water falling and drenching them both.]

. . . So . . . you're not mad at me?

Why on earth would I be mad at you? Sparkles are not at all your style.

[Pours the water (and a few bits of sparkly vegetation) out of his hood.]

For the tidal wave . . .

We were dropping one of the largest trees in the area onto swampland. The water was to be expected.

[Goes to the edge of the balcony, shaking his hair out. It fluffs back into shape with remarkable ease, but it. It's still sparkly.]

Just making sure.

[scrubbing futilely at his own hair which unfortunately remains pretty sopping wet]

Here. You don't want to go inside with that much, you'll never see the end of it.

[Strips off his gloves ans he comes over, reaching for Gokudera's hair.]