👽+☔
[Halloween rp prompts] accepting
send 👽 to invite my muse out cryptid-hunting
send ☔ to get caught in the rain with my muse
Not for the first time this evening Reinhardt was glad it was Jack’s turn to drive. Between the foggy warmth or the car’s interior and the rain-slick tempo of the windshield wipers it took all the concentration the old knight had merely to stay awake. The two had long since lapsed in to a sort of companionable silence, punctuated by the borderline inaudible twanging of the radio. A country station, Reinhardt thought, though he didn’t recall either of them actually choosing it. Then again, this far out in the woods you took what you could get.
He dozed lazily against the window, watching the scenery flash past without actually seeing it. An endless march of identical trees that each existed only for the fraction of a second they were illuminated by their headlights before melting back in to the night. He had hoped he might see some animals on their drive. A deer maybe, or even a skunk or raccoon. And so it was with a small rush of boyish excitement he noticed the faint green-gold glimmer of eyes up ahead, peering out of the undergrowth just outside the reach of their headlights. “Jack, look!” He exclaimed, pointing out the creature in the bushes as they rolled past.
It was most definitely not a deer.
“...What in the seven hells was that?”