(kidzbop this is halloween blasting in the distance)

[interacting]

'tis the season
- toplevel with whoever u want
- tag each other
- TRICK OR TREAT SMELL MY FEET etc
- be spooky do crime and have fun!!

Comments

saix/isa, kingdom hearts.

[wilds]

werewoofs ) it's high moon

[cadeuces]

( The storm that kicked up hadn't been in the weather forecast and blew in icy and instantaneous with the downpour, sleet rain turning the ground to slush with gales rattling even double-paned windows with a reckoning force, but Angela's still working away at her reports even as the power flickers and ultimately dies.

It leaves her in the bay window facing her apple trees in the back yard, flashes of lightning illuminating the expanse of her yard and the light of her tablet screen leaving her own stark compared to the warmth of candles beyond her, blanketed and bundled tight against the chill in the window. She's always loved a good storm, with the clove of her candles scenting the entirety of her home where she's left one burning in almost every room for the light.

It's cozy. Comfortable. Peaceful in a way, tucked in the safety and warmth of her home even as it wanes without the power to work her heater system. She's no stranger to the cold.

The crash in her backyard some hour later, however, is not the roll of thunder rumbling in the sky. It sounded like something scrabbling over the wooden fence slats and the crack of tree limbs, something heavy falling, but even closing her tablet down to its keyboard cover doesn't allow her to squint through the darkness.

She'll wait. Whether it's some fat raccoon or something else escaping the storm, she'll likely have to leave her window and go back upstairs lest it remain on the fringes of her awareness and disturb her work.

Poor thing, out there in the freezing cold. )