[test] THIS WEATHER IS RIDICULOUS

[espigeonage]

Random scenario test drive meme. Some prompts:
> Ah god it's so hot and muggy how awful!
> The worst thing about summer cold snaps: you don't usually have your windbreaker handy because it's been so damn hot.
> The wind is perverse and trying to steal your things and/or crash stuff into you.
> It's raining wet vermy-things, as if the hail and possible storm wasn't bad enough. Now you have rain-echoes to deal with, at best.
> A nice day? I guess those exist?

So where are you?
> Caught way out in the open! At the beach, in the steet, at a fair, anywhere.
> Taking shelter! Bus stop, club you wouldn't normally frequent, bridge underpass, any port in a storm, any shade from the deathsun.
> In the mall or somewhere comfortably out of the elements, you lucky sunuvanek.
> Somewhere... else? idk, do what you want!

Have at thee!

Comments

[amberhearted]

Dinner? You, me and Vin. You can meet the guy I take your calls into.

[goldenclothes]

Oh.

[ it's possible he's mentioned the other person before, but for now the name rings no bells. she isn't intimidated by the proposal, no, but given their brief conversation, she has to consider if it's a good idea or not.

but there's nothing to lose on her end and she knows it. ]

Sure. Beats eating by myself.

[ she's watching him like she's trying to find something in his face, but then that watchful look seems to fade and she smiles briefly ] Whenever's good for you.

[amberhearted]

[ he wonders if throwing the offer out there hadn't been a good idea. she obviously wasn't satisfied with her social life. he'd just been reaching out, but maybe too forward? too strange? especially with the rifle in the back.

... did she think he was going to murder her...

but then she agrees, even though it's accompanied with what sounds like self-deprecation.

he says his cell phone number. ] That's my cell. We can figure it out when you're not soaked, yeah?

[goldenclothes]

[ there's a moment of silence as she commits the number to memory and nods ] All right.

[ she goes for the door again and then pauses, looking back to him. ]

And it's Reilanin. Not 'Miss Banshee'.

[amberhearted]

[ ... oh, that's right, he doesn't know her actual name.

well, didn't.

dumbfounded, he takes a split second to recover from the look (wow, what a look). ]

Reilanin. Got it.

I'm Alex.

[goldenclothes]

[ ...oh, that's right. she didn't know his name either. or did she? do ambulance attendants have nametags?

it's all possible but it's most probable she just never cared to remember. ]

All right. I'll phone you later, then. [ pause ] Not too late? [ he did say he worked the graveyard shift now...? ]

[amberhearted]

Whenever.

[goldenclothes]

[ she hesitates a moment at the easy answer and looks aside, nodding. embarrassed? it's almost like it, though it seem she'd be hard to fluster.

but it's hard not to think it as she wordlessly opens the door, stepping back out into the rain, and shuts the door with a quiet but firm push behind her, before she turns to walk to the entrance of her building.

[amberhearted]

[ he can't tell what she's thinking. not quite embarrassed- maybe uncomfortable? he hopes not.

he lingers, watching until she safely enters the building, then flips his blinkers on and waits for an opening in traffic to slip back onto the road.

if this were a year ago, alex wouldn't have hesitated to invite her over tonight, but now he has a roommate who doesn't take well to such surprises. it wouldn't be the end of the world if he had, but it probably would have been a little uncomfortable on ravi's half.

by giving her his number without asking for hers, he's left the choice entirely in her hands. he'd be lying if he said he didn't look forward to hearing from her, though. ]