it’s raining somewhere else // p, rad

[charrie graveyard]

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[div style="text-align: justify;"]Rain. A weather phenomenon common on Earth and something he hadn’t experienced for the past six months. Joel had never thought about it before but he had missed weather changes like rain- which is why the moment he had heard the pitter patter of water hitting the observatory roof, he made his way downstairs, making his way out to the main entrance so he could sit down. Lucky for him, the entrance was covered by a stone archway, perfectly sheltered from the downpour of rain. Allowing a gentle sigh to escape his lips, he would lean back against a stone pillar, closing his eyes and giving his broken leg a rest. Now this... this was peaceful.

[member=344]radeken[/member] [member=146]REDACTED[/member] sorry its so short! stuck mobile for the weekend

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[radeken]

Radeken was a fan of the rain. Water in general, really. Maybe she wasn't the best swimmer, but it looked pretty, it sounded pretty, and it was good to make concoctions with when she didn't want to chew the ingredients (or when it was dangerous to). The sound of rain, though, that was the best. The low hum of it had sang her to sleep on more than one troubled occasion and Radeken always preferred noise at night. Sleeping in silence was overwhelming.

"[color=black]Hey." She wanted to be napping to it right now, in fact, but she had errands to run. "[color=black]Joel, right? Is it still Joel or did you figure something else out?" Radeken settled down near him, speaking more to his broken leg than to his face. It was what interested her more, after all. Well, his memory, too, but Radeken couldn't fix minds. Just flesh and bone. The wolf shifted in her spot, lowering her head and setting her chin on one outstretched foreleg. "[color=black]How is it coming along? Do you feel alright? Any complaints?"