Placeholder: Rain, Rain, run away...

[basic_powers]

April 14th
Excelsior Public School, Kansas
10:35 am

As soon as the rain had stopped it was time to hang the flag back up again, and repeat the entire process.

It wasn't much better the second time around, and Tyler wondered for a moment if he could do this on his own. Then he could get out of social studies without Zodon pestering him.

"Back up it goes. I hope it doesn't rain again."

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"I figure they know what happened," Zodon pointed out as he headed for shelter. "And you can get the IRRIGATING flag down yourself this time. I've had it."

[npc238.livejournal.com]

Ambriel didn't say anything. She was still standing where the Rainmaker had pushed her to, staring at nothing.

[basic_powers]

He turned to talk to her, it figured Zodon would be about as helpful as a screendoor on a submarine.

"Ambriel, come on in, you're getting-"

[npc238.livejournal.com]

"Wet. I know. I've never felt rain before."

She turned her face to the sky and didn't say anything more.

[basic_powers]

He was starting to get worried.

This wasn't like her at all.

"Please come inside, you're getting soaked."

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"I should wait here," she said haltingly. "If I leave, my Guardian could get lost and not find me again. I'll stay here until it comes back... if it comes back..."

And that, again, appeared to be it.

[basic_powers]

He waited a few more seconds before turning and running towards the door.

"I'll send someone out to help you!"

This was bad. So very bad. Badder than the nightmare bad.

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She gave no indication of hearing him.

Perhaps she didn't.

As Tyler receded into the rain, Ambriel just stood, and stared... and sneezed.



"Please... come back..."