Who wants to be right as rain? Who: Aetheria and Dalila Where: Riverside When: 4:00 p.m. or so
After meeting Darklis yesterday, Dalila had been a little more subdued than normal. Even with the Light of May she had never really stopped to think about the fact that hey, there were people out there a fair bit older than her who probably thought in out-dated languages she had never even heard the name of. Now she had been smacked right upside the head with it and worse - the knowledge that vampires could actually smell what she was. Water elemental and psychic. Darklis had not said that she could smell the telepath rolling off her, but the psychic thing was bad enough since it was something that Dalila really wanted to keep to herself. She did not need it being waved around that she was a psychic because then people would want to know what it was that she could do and she was not completely sure if she could figure out what she wanted to say. Maybe a wide-eyed, mouth-dropped 'really??' would work a few times... if it became necessary. It was hardly like her school was flooded with the undead. Can were's smell it too? ...nah, Rico would have told me by now. Right? Her mind going off on little tangents like this was exactly why Dalila had stopped trying to get through her homework, tossed on her favorite leather jacket, picked up her backpack and gone for a walk 'to the library'. Only if her mom had bothered to check she would have found that there was nothing in the backpack except for a Nalgene that was not full of water. Jaws was left at home. Dalila hardly needed his big mouth to go and ride over her internal monologue. If she wanted to go sulk by the river in the rain by herself then she was damn well going to do it.
That one of her friends, that friend's brother and little sister had all been attacked by merpeople in the river did not even register as a reasonable thought in her mind. Dalila had a way of pushing information way down deep inside her brain unless she thought it was important to the here and now.
Usually if Dalila wanted to have a good sulk then she would have rung Niamh up to see if the other water elemental wanted to join her. Especially since it was raining and no one appreciated a good, hard rain like another water elemental. That and she was pretty sure that Niamh would be okay with getting like, a fourth of what she had sneaked out of the cabinet above the fridge. It tasted delicious mixed with cranberry juice and sure, tomorrow was a school day, but it was not like Dalila had a problem with picking the thoughts right out of her classmates heads. I do it anyhow. Normally she would have just come out with regular water and that would have been fine, but it was raining and that was a cause for almost as much mourning as celebration with her. It was awesome and all, but Dalila honest-to-god missed the sound of rain every bit as much as she missed hearing herself play the piano. The gentle drum of it against the roof or her window, the way that it sounded of the leafs and how it sounded like a tinkling music box when it fell into the river or puddles... the water that she dashed off her cheeks had not just come from the rain before she ducked under the thick leafs of a willow tree near the river. It was a lot drier under here and she could still see the river. If she could not hear the water falling then at least she could see it. "Rain, rain, go away," Dalila sang as she took a drink from her bottle, stretched out on her stomach on the ground without a care for the grass stains that might get on her tanktop. "Come back when I can fucking hear you." Yet another reason why she had left Jaws at home - he would have just said things in response to that that Dalila was not in the mood to hear.
Give her a few more minutes and she was probably going to pull out the crushed half-pack of cigarettes stuffed somewhere in her pack. She still blamed Rico for having ever started that. Big brother was totally a big influence when it came to some things and she would play that card every time she thought she could get away with it.