heckspawn:
akuyakus
Clomp… clomp… clomp…
The sound of Yori’s footsteps echoed in the empty streets, barely audible over the sound of the rain thundering down around her. She was performing her nightly rounds, patrolling the desolate town as the clock neared midnight, and to no surprise whatsoever, hardly anyone was out on the town that night. I mean, only a fool would be out in such miserable weather!
She gripped tightly to the chain of Gama’s leash, in an attempt at stopping her hands from going completely numb, but to no avail, as her fingertips began to become shrivelled from the wet. At time’s like this, she wished she had invested in some more suitable clothing for these unpredictable summer storms, but it was a little too late for that. As the night dragged on, it became abundantly clear that there would be no hijinx that night, and all the usual suspects had decided to throw in the towel that night in exchange for a hot meal, dry clothes and a warm bed.
Talk about a complete waste of time!
By the time that conclusion was made, Yori was now drenched, shivering and thoroughly defeated. Surprisingly the same could not be said for her canine companion, who was still bounding through the puddles jubilantly, and barking at the shadows they cast, although just as soggy as his owner by that point. It looked like it was time to finally turn in for the night.
Standing at the curb, she stopped to fish for her lighter in her waterlogged jacket, wrapping the leash around her wrist to stop Gama straying too far as she searched. It took a moment, but she finally found it, dripping wet and almost empty in the darkest depths of her jacket lining. Well, there was no harm in trying, right? Retrieving a cigarette from her sports bra (damn… she a classy dame) she pulled down her mask and placed it between her lips, and began trying to produce a spark from her soggy lighter.
“… … …”
…But to no avail! After a solid minute of trying, she could not bring it back to life. Sucks to suck, bro. In response, she simply threw it into the gutter, cigarette still hanging limply from her mouth as her hair clung to her face. Truly a sight to behold.
As if matters couldn’t get ANY worse, Gama pulled his head out of a nearby storm drain to spy a tabby cat across the road, rummaging through an overturned bin, who seemed to spot him just as he spotted it. Springing into action, Gama bounded across the street, causing Yori to lurch forward as she struggled to regain control Overpowered by the dog’s brute force, she was mercilessly dragged across the street by the hell-hound, feeling as though her arm might just pop out of it’s socket. Rest in peach.
Her boots filled with rain water, Siqi grimaced as she squished her way across the road, attempting to dodge any incoming cars that might be unlucky enough to function in this weather. She had stayed out way too late-- again -- and it wasn’t the first time she had wasted time by falling asleep in a public place. But, honestly, who could blame her? The cafe’s atmosphere was much too relaxing; combined with the music, along with the fatigue that had built up from her day, it was almost as if those soft, cushiony chairs were begging her to stay for just five more minutes, please...
Blinking as a drop of rain went in her eye, Siqi quickly shook her head, grunting as she rubbed her eyes free of the foreign menace.She was certainly going to stink when she got home, thanks to this awful downpour. And, after she spent so much time on fixing herself up for that one damn person who didn’t even--
Yelping, Siqi flinched as a cat screeched its way past her, weaving expertly between her legs before running off into distance. Staring at retreating the feline, Siqi was unable to respond as a bigger, stronger force barreled into her, effectively knocking her into the gutter. A splash of muddy water flew up as her back hit the ground, covering the fallen law student with an unceremonious splish.
Normally, she’d be pissed. Furious, even. Here she was, jacket soaked with dirt water, hair stringy with rain, pants probably unusable for the next week or so (and these were expensive pants, mind you) ... but, for some reason, Siqi couldn’t bring herself to summon her fury at the injustice of this act.
For one, she didn’t know who the hell this girl was. Secondly, it was the middle of the night and she had just gotten through from one of the most disappointing days of her life. She didn’t have much energy left to yell at really anyone at this point. However, she did have enough energy to voice one observation that was very apparent to her at the moment.
The dog standing before her was glorious.
“... Nice dog.”
