Oh Great, Rain (Zach~!)

[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding:0; margin: 0; background-image:url(http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc436/AmberLehcar/August3_zpsc2ababc3.png);background-repeat:no-repeat;width: 550px;height:700px;] "when you can't give no more" they want it all, but you gotta say no "i'm turnin' off the noise" that makes me crazy You know, the day had started out beautiful. It was August's first time in the huge city of Veherna Citadel, and she wanted to see all she could in just one day. She had put on her make-up extra careful, dressed up her best, and made sure her cosplay looked fabulous. However, she had forgotten to check the weather before leaving her hotel room. At about noon, dark ominous clouds had begun to roll over the pretty blue, cloudless sky. The young woman had no doubt that it would just roll on, missing the town and turning back into nice weather. She had been walking along with her trusty, beautiful Glameow, eating an ice cream cone when it hit. Rain begun to pour down from the sky like a waterfall. Glameow had freaked out, her fur getting slicked down and awkward, so August had put her back into her Pokeball right away. However, she was not so lucky to be given immediate shelter. Her grey makeup over her skin began to instantly run, and her hair was totally messed up. She felt like crying. However, she didn't. The dark-haired girl was practically lost in this huge city. She knew she was nowhere near her hotel, and a while ago she had lost which way she had come. No one was on the side of the street, so she couldn't ask for directions. She knew for a fact that she wasn't going to go walking into someone's house or office building with grey skin makeup dripping off of her. Heck, she hadn't even bought an umbrella. Walking underneath a big tree for some temporary cover from the unrelenting rain, she pulled out her phone to try and find directions. To her horror, it was dead. She had forgotten to charge it the night before. At this point, she lost it and began to break down. Here she was, lost in some huge city, with no way to get directions, her makeup and hair totally messed up, stuck in the rain with no umbrella. She walked back onto the sidewalk and started to walk again, trying to at least find some landmarks that she had noticed before. Looking around, her red-contact eyes frantically looking around, she drew her arms up to her chest, trying to keep warm. The rain sure was cold. At this point her eyes began to tear up. If any makeup was left on her face, it would be gone soon. That was for sure.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true] Zach wasn't exactly one to pay close attention to the weather. Okay, more like he didn't pay any attention at all to the weather. He spent most of his time indoors, after all, the only times he really spent outside was when he let out the Pokemon he had at the lab. Even then, it wasn't like he checked the weather to make sure it was going to storm or something while he was out. If it was raining when he went out, cool. A little rain never hurt anyone; well, except the fire-types, but they could stay in. Same with snow. Hail. Lightning. Tornadoes. If it was that big a deal, they just didn't go out. No need to know the approximate weather all day, every day. That was just a huge waste of time. In fact, he hadn't been aware that there was going to be a rather large rainstorm the afternoon of an important conference in Veherna Citadel until one of the researchers below him in rank questioned whether or not he had an umbrella, kindly giving him a spare when the answer was a sad negative. And he was thankful for it. Because when he went outside, he hardly had enough time to get the black object open before he was soaked to the bone by an abrupt onslaught of rain. Thankfully, it kept him safe from the heaven's tears as he made his way down the nearly bare streets of the city, trying to remember the exact route to his hotel an wondering if his flight back home would be canceled because of the storm. Even if it was, it wasn't as though it was a problem; he had flying-type Pokemon that could take him anywhere with near minimal effort. They were just as uncomfortable as heck to ride on. Due to a mixture of habit and experience, the blond found himself making his way down one of the less traveled streets, one really only there in case people took a wrong turn and needed to find another route to the main road. It was a little less convenient for walking distance, but hardly anyone ever walked down these paths and the less attention he could attract the better. It wasn't like people were falling at his feet or crawling all over him, but there were times – especially in certain larger cities – that he'd actually be held up by overly enthusiastic trainers. It was nice to have a break while out of the road. Sure, he got enough alone time at home, but his inward social awkwardness made it so he reveled in solitude more often than not. And because he expected this road to be empty due to past experience and the rain keeping people in that he was surprised to find that he was not alone. Just up ahead stood a young woman. Well, not stood, per say, more like walked. However, she was completely alone, without an umbrella, drenched, and looked absolutely miserable. The first thought he had was contemplating whether it was a ghost. But that was stupid, so he shoved that idea away. The next was her outfit was a little weird. Not bad – actually, he kind of liked it if he was honest – just very out of the ordinary, even for a place like this. Not that his was any better; someone had been foolish enough to dare him to show up at the meeting in a super hero outfit, so he was currently adored in an entirely red custom of his own complete with a cape and hood. He thought the outfit was from some show or something on television. The “Knight of...” … something. Time, maybe? Like he knew, he didn't watch that crud. But the felt material was really, really soft and comfortable. He made a note to wear it again when he was alone. The last thought he had was how sad the poor girl looked, all alone with arms wrapped around herself as if to keep warm. Part of him told him not to approach her, that social interaction was bad, bad, bad and that being nice would make a fool out of him. However, the majority of him felt so horribly sorry, the professor pushed his pride away, too, and quickened his pace until he was almost in step with her. Holding out his umbrella and finally managing to match their paces, he tried to console, “Hey, don't look so sad.” Without the umbrella to shield him, his warm and fuzzy pajama costume thingy was starting to get wet, but she looked so much worse he didn't even care. “You look soaked. Here, you can have my umbrella. Looks like you need it more, anyway.”

[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding:0; margin: 0; background-image:url(http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc436/AmberLehcar/August3_zpsc2ababc3.png);background-repeat:no-repeat;width: 550px;height:700px;] "when you can't give no more" they want it all, but you gotta say no "i'm turnin' off the noise" that makes me crazy After a few more minutes of walking through the rain, August began to hear some footsteps behind her. She didn't bother to look back. It was probably just someone scurrying between office buildings. After about 5 minutes, the brunette realized that the footsteps behind her had never stopped. Was someone following her? A wave of uneasiness washed over the girl and she picked up her pace, hoping that this person would leave her alone. Of course, it didn't work. After a while, she felt the need to quickly look over her shoulder and see who was following along behind her. A quick glance was all it took for her to see a tall, blonde man with an umbrella was walking along quite a ways behind her. Crossing her arms even tighter, she frowned unhappily. August's mind began to race as she heard the man quicken his pace towards her. What did he want with her? Soon enough, the tall blonde's pace matched hers. She looked up at him through the unhappy tears in her eyes as he held out his umbrella to her. He told her not to look so sad. Why was he wearing sunglasses even though the sun wasn't out? The brunette was suddenly aware of the tears in her eyes, and quickly wiped them away. After holding out his umbrella, the blonde began to get soaked in rain as well. August looked at his clothes, which seemed to be... Some sort of superhero pajamas? They looked comfortable. He didn't seem to care. After he told her that she could use his umbrella because she looked like she could use it more, the brunette blushed fiercely. Grabbing the umbrella with both of her hands while he still had a grip on it, careful not to yank it out of his hands, her eyes began to tear up again. "A-are you sure? But then you'll get all wet!" She stuttered, looking away from his face and down at her feet, her face still flushed. She thought for a short moment, then looked back up at the blonde. "We can share it if you don't want to get wet! I don't mind!" August told him, her red eyes sincere.

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