[or Cain Hashimoto, as he's known in this life. the rain had come in a torrent, as he'd been leaving the grocery store on a brief stop on his way home from work at Locke City University's IT department. the corner of his mouth twitches down as he tries to find shelter, and it's only too late that he realizes he isn't dealing with ordinary rain.
a pair of odd shades on an elastic goggle strap are around his forehead now, seemingly brought along with the wet swarm. were those there before?? not gonna try figuring out what's on his head for now, just cursing under his breath in French and trying to move faster. something's up.]
Merde, one would think today had already been enough...
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a pair of odd shades on an elastic goggle strap are around his forehead now, seemingly brought along with the wet swarm. were those there before?? not gonna try figuring out what's on his head for now, just cursing under his breath in French and trying to move faster. something's up.]
Merde, one would think today had already been enough...