Niamh Landers (sulkingwaters) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2010-12-18 11:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-08-05, dagmar, niamh |
These past weeks it has been raining
Who: Dagmar Niemi & Niamh Landers.
Where: Somewhere close to the river (as close as you get when there is flooding involved, that is).
When: Afternoon.
The pouring, apparently, was dying now. That was great, sure, but the mud on her boots didn't make Niamh's life any better, rain in the skies or not. She was still slightly on edge due to the constant raining and all the water around her, but she could feel it wearing off now. She was finally getting a hold of her mood, and it was going back to her default one. It hadn't been that bad this time, sure. Past rainy times had seen her in a lot more of troubles than this one, and she was happy to think that maybe she was gaining a little more control over her emotions. That was perhaps her cue to kick a floating piece of wood that floated by in a nearby water current. The river had gone a little crazy, and while Niamh knew it would go back in time, she wasn't precisely sure it would be safe for non-water elementals to stick around the area too much. Then what the hell was she doing there? Well, she was a water elemental, and she was bored, not to mention her own house was a mess.
"California", she muttered as she kicked another piece of wood -where the hell it was coming from? It seemed as if a house had fallen or something. "We could have moved to fucking California, mom, but noooo, let's pick Michigan." She was certain the weather was much less a mess on California.