A girl looked up to the sky. She smiled. "It's going to rain soon." She said, looking forward. Her eyes were like daggers. They were wide, and had a beautiful light purple color that would change to dark purple when her mood changed to anger.
She pushed her black hair that reached her hips behind her, and shook her bangs out of her eyes. She opened her long black coat a bit, revealing a bright red long sleeved shirt.
The rain started pouring, and she looked up, letting the rain drops hit her face. She then looked around. Most people were inside, because of the storm. Nizomi, her name was, loved the rain, so she stayed outside when storms came.
She stepped into a puddle, and grinned. She then stared jumping around in the water. She hoped no one was looking.

Cathy glanced at the girl with a confused look. She tilted her head to one side, and then to another. She frowned. This girl wasn't familiar. Not the least familiar. She crossed her arms and leaned against a damp, wet wall. She stood there a few minutes in the rain, watching the girl jump in mud puddles.

The zora grinned when she saw a deep puddle near the girl. She quickly zipped out from the shadows and jumped into the puddle, soaking the girl. She placed her hands on her hips and grinned evilly. Her teeth were sharp and pointed. "Well, well. Look who is here. A little girl who doesn't know how to stay inside when the rain falls."

OoC: BILLY NII-CHAN!!! *UBER GLOMP*

Nizomi glared at the girl, and stepped back. "And what about you? You're out here too. What gives you the right to do that?" She asked, standing up straight. Her eyes changed to dark purple. She put one hand on her hip, and her other hand reached for a dagger. She liked to be alone when it rains. The rain calmed her down, because she can get angry easily. She smirked.

OoC: Freddy nii-chan!! *glompage*

"I'm out here because I'm different," Cathy commented. She placed her hands on her hips and glared down at Nizomi. She held out her arm to the girl. "Don't you see that I'm blue? I'm a zora, zoras need water. Rain is my friend." She turned around and walked away a little. She then turned around and pointed a finger at her. "What are you doing out here? Shouldn't you be in some warm bed in your house?"

Nizomi smirked. "Warm bed? Nah. I prefer staying outside. Rain calms me down." She rolled her eyes, and let go of the dagger. "Does it really matter why I'm out here?" She paused, then asked "Who are you, anyway?"

"Yes, it does little missy," Cathy snapped before taking a small pause. She looked around carefully. "My name is Cathy Rengo." She held out her hand. "If word gets out that I'm being nice to a new comer, my reputation will be ruined." Cathy sighed and looked around the area. No one seemed to be out at this time of the storm. "Even though I don't need to worry with no one being outside right now."

"I'm Nizomi." She shook Cathy's hand, and let go. She looked around. It was silent outside, except for her and Cathy's speaking, and the thunder. "I take it that you like people to fear you?" She said. Nizomi then grinned. She took off her long, black coat, and threw it over to a corner. "Or do you just like to fight?"

"It's too bad, then, Cathy. Reputation ruined." A voice said from a nearby alley. From withing the shadows between buildings came Denkou, the lightning thief. "And it seems you're being oh so freindly with this girl here. I can't wait to tell everyone!" He said jokingly. The thief walked towards the pair, an umbrella now above him. After all, it would be stupid if he used lightning while wet. He'd kill himself.

"Hey there, missy." Denkou said to the newcomer. "Before anyone shows up, care to get . . . accuainted?" The man suggested.

OOC: And now's the part where he starts bleeding due to Cathy-inflicted wounds. GOD, I just LOVE hurting this guy.

~Cathy and Nizomi were not the only ones who enjoyed the rain. Indeed, most deku enjoyed a bit of rain. People who love the sound of rain, and don't mind getting wet love the rain. Those who want time alone to comtemplate life love the rain, and many who're just a little bit crazy loves the rain. Pyralin however, hated the rain. Indeed, judging from his bright red hair, the red tunic beneath his very light armor, and his flamboyant personality, he was clearly a fire person, not a rainy person.

However, he found himself stuck out in the rain anyways. He was striding down the road, black hood pulled up, and cloak wrapped around him, and was looking for a dry place to stay the night before heading back out into the woods again. It seemed slightly insane to be on the move all the time, but so was the calling of the ranger. The call of the hunt, the call of the adventure was always present, but today was no time for any of that. Today was a day for indoors next to a warm fire.

When he saw a small congregation of three people on the road in front of him, he lifted one eyebrow quizically. Indeed, it seemed like they were standing out in the rain for the purpose of.... standing out in the rain, and such seemed crazy to warmth-loving Pyre. For the Zora it might be natural, but for the other two? Some of their words floated over to him on the rain-ridden wind; some nonsence about a ruined reputation and such, though it made little since to the ranger. When he heard the man speak out slightly louder about becoming "acquainted", a frown came to his face. If it was not the time to be standing outside in the rain, it was most definitely not the time to be making suggestive comments to little girls. His hand strayed to his blade hilt just in case he had to intervene between any street meetings gone terribly wrong, he slowed his pace noticably, watching the strange trio with raindrops pouring down on them. With his hood pulled up over his head, he hoped they wouldn't see him, or, in a worst case scenario, reckognize him. Pyralin was in quite a foul temper, and wasn't ready to deal with an encounter while he was soaking wet.~

Cathy placed an arm around Denkou's shoulders. "Well, then, you wouldn't mind a few wounds to the throat to keep you silent, now do you?" Cathy said, pulling out her sword and holding it close to his throat. "And, I suggest that you don't make any of your comments. This little girl doesn't need any of that." Cathy pulled the tip of the sword so that the tip was on his throat. She nicked him, only a small cut that wasn't at all deep. A small drop of blood dropped to the ground in the clear rain. "That, was just a little promise."

OoC: Cathy- inflicted wounds? I'm glad that you got the hang of Cathy's evilness. XP

So, Billy nii-chan, are you gonna get hooked on this site? We know one another, so don't ask.

Nizomi was silent, and she was confused. Then, she got what he had said. "Perv." and slapped him, then realized that the sword was right at his throat. "Oops." She grinned, and started laughing evilly. Then started going in the puddles again.

Denkou was wide-eyed, and mouthed, as his throat was first cut by Cathy, then almost slashed open by her freind, who just had to slap him. The thief was now on the wet ground, crying and bleeding, even though it wasn't a lethal wound. "OH, GODDESSES, I'LL DIE IF SOMEONE DOESN'T HELP ME!!!" He screamed, as another figure appeared and stepped on him. Aria.

"Hello, Cathy." The girl said as she stood on top of Denkou. "I thought I heard screaming. Is someone hurt?"

Cathy rolled her eyes and pointed at Denkou. "Yeah, the guy right here who is freaking out about a tiny little cut." Cathy stuck out her tongue and started chuckling. "I was being nice to this new girl, and he appeared. I wanted to keep his mouth shut about me being nice, since it's only Kayla who seems to find a nice side. Or, a side that doesn't snap easily."

Nizomi giggled, but other then that, she was silent. She didn't like talking much.
The rain stopped, and she looked up towards the sky, and stared at it for a minute or so. It was dark and very cloudy. Another storm probably would come soon, she thought. She looked down at all the little puddles. She then snapped back to reality.


OoC: I changed her race to Human =] no more changes, don't worry XP

~Pyre watched in shock as one of the three leapt into action at Denkou's comment; rather... violent action. Indeed, she drew her blade, and pressed it to his throat. The hylian first thought she was just kidding, but then he saw a drop of blood run down his neck. The ranger was slightly frightened; it was fairly unreasonable for the victim's not so serious crime.

When he saw the other girl walk up to the man, and slap him despite the blade sitting at his throat, Pyralin's eyes grew wide. This was verging on insanity. They might kill the poor guy! Despite his better judgement, the ranger went to intervene, slowly and carefully approaching the group.

As he did so, he prepared a brief prayer to the goddesses. He was sure that his prayer would be answered since he was using it to help someone else, but he sent a small offering of his magical energy just to make sure. Pyre didn't want to waste all his magical power right away, but this was necessary. He aimed the prayer at Denkou, and hoped that it would heal his wound, partially if not completely.

Now, however, he was afraid again. The two women might snap because the man had been healed, and that was sure to be a nasty situation for Pyralin. Everything might, of course, turn out fine, but he didn't want to risk getting hurt, so he kept his right hand causually resting on the hilt of scimitar as he approached, and awkwardly inquired as to what was happening.

"Is... is everyone alright here?"~