10th--[Voice]

[there_were_none]

Raining raining raining raining why is it raining again why won't it stop--

[If you've ever heard a little kid whine, that's exactly what Flandre's doing. The inclement weather is encouraging something like a tantrum; this is her bratty side, yes. The rain seemed so close, creeping in through the walls and ceiling and floor and she couldn't get

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[flower_of_hell]

[Your scratching does not perturb Rena.]

It has been raining a lot, hasn't it? Hasn't it?

...Haaau, hopefully it'll stop soon.

[there_were_none]

[Well, she has stopped. For the moment. She's presently just hanging off the nearest wall by her fingernails.]

But I want it to stop nooooow.

[flower_of_hell]

Don't worry! The rain can't last forever. Nicer days always come back again!

...And think of how much nicer they are after a lot of rain like this.

[there_were_none]

[A pause in her almost-tantrum.]

...will the nights be okay too? I don't like sun.

[baka_jyanai]

... Do you want an umbrella? -Inside, of course.-

[there_were_none]

[Whiiiiiine.]

That won't help, it's everywhere and trying to get me and--

[Scratchscratchscritchscratch.]

[baka_jyanai]

Mm... I guess we can't hang out today, then.

[there_were_none]

...it's raining too much to play, Cirno.

[Well, that should be obvious, but.]

voice;

[kakeravoyager]

If you keep yelling it should stop. That's what that magic charm does.

voice; 1/2

[there_were_none]

[An almost thoughtful pause.]

voice; 2/2

[there_were_none]

[Yeah guess what she's doing.

Clearly yelling at the sky in French will work.]

voice;

[kakeravoyager]

[She smirks lightly.]

Louder. The witches that live in the sky can't hear you from all the way where we are.

[there_were_none]

[That would be a correct assumption!]

I don't.

[She can, however, control how badly she's mauling this wall. Which she has stopped! Flandre's hanging by her fingernails right now, occasionally flailing her wings until they buzz.]

[redsynonymhere]

[Remi is spending her rain time doing more important things.

Like sitting in bed with her head stuffed between her hands knees. Feels good man.]

[there_were_none]

[Eventually, Flandre gets sick of clawing up the walls/rolling around/otherwise having a slight fit, and toddles back upstairs to flop on that bed.]

Remiiiiii.

[redsynonymhere]

[Remi rolls over and flops her head on Flandre's stomach.]

Flandre. It is this cursed weather.

[there_were_none]

[Flandre squeaks, though that doesn't stop her from responding.]

Why is it raining so much, Remi?