because I promised raincake

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Who: Gilbert Nightray and OPEN
When: The afternoon of the 11th
Where: The park near Winthers lake
Summary: Gilbert laments best when there's bad weather.
Warnings: Warnings for soggy cake

[There's a cake in the rain.

Well, more specifically, there's a cake in a box on a bench near a man in the rain.

A box that doesn't reside inside of a bag, and is therefore damp from the rain. And, from the state of it and the man sitting next to it, it's been sitting in the rain for a while. It's a curious sight indeed. While people stroll by with umbrellas overhead and jackets wrapped tightly around themselves to protect from the late winter storm, Gilbert Nightray is sitting forward with his elbows on his knees, eyes staring directly at the soggy ground through his damp hair, a half-finished cigarette hanging between his index and middle fingers.

People have been encouraging him to relax lately, take a rest, spend some time by himself to be alone and sort through his thoughts, to meditate, do yoga--the list goes on and on. It seems different people all have their different ways to unwind and cope, and so far none of them had worked for him. If he's home, he'll clean and bake and fret. If he's at work, he'll clean and bake and fret.

So he's relaxing outside. He's taking a 'breather'. He's trying not to think about obligations and duty and doing his best face his anxiety and stress head on, so he's sitting outside in the rain with a cake in a soaked box.

You know you're curious.]

Comments

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[What? There's nothing strange about this. Insert best embarrassed glaring expression here.]

What's with that face...?

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Brother let his cake be ruined. [Vincent points at the soggy box.]

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[A sorrowful glance towards said box.]

It was a mistake.

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An oversight. [Vincent corrects as he sits next to Gilbert on the bench holding the umbrella over both of their heads.] Are you still so distracted still?

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No, I'm relaxing.

[He glances up over their heads to the umbrella. A strange statement, maybe, but he's sure that Vincent can put two and two together here.]

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Mm. Don't relax too much then Gil. [He reaches to pull at a curling lock that has been teased by the rain.] Or you'll get sick.

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[He shifts his head away as much as he can without having to physically scoot across the bench.]

Don't fuss! And - what are you even doing out here?

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[And Vincent just leans along with him-- to keep Gilbert's head covered with the umbrella you understand. c:]

I usually eat out before I go to work.

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Then you should go. You'll get in trouble if you're late.

[LEAVE ME ALONE WITH MY METAPHOR-CAKE.]

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I have two more hours. [Gilbert should know Vincent doesn't like to eat in a hurry. He prefers to have plenty of time in which to pick his meal apart into a hundred pieces.]

Will you join me, or are you waiting to catch a cold?

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[And then eat them all out of order, yes, he's aware of these eating habits.]

...I'm busy. [He mumbles, turning to look back at the lake.]

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Relaxing?

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Like I said! --There's a lake!

[Sitting by lakes is relaxing, shut up.]

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My! But you don't look very relaxed at all.

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Because you're distracting me!

[Head in hands.]

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Ah. [So Vincent just sits back. Yep. He is going to watch you relax Gil.]

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[He can feel those eyes on him, and turns to glare.]

What?! If you understand what I mean, then go eat dinner!

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But I have not seen Big Brother look happy in such a long time. I would not like to miss such a moment. [Tee hee.]

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Then learn to have some patience and wait for the next time...

[Grooooan.]

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But I'm afraid this may be the only time you'll smile when I'm around.

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So if I don't smile, you'll leave me alone?

[Yes, he's turning this into a personal challenge.]

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If you do smile I'll leave you alone.

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I can't smile on command!

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I know, so we must wait. [Vincent crosses his legs, apparently planning on doing just that.

If I were you Gil-- I learn to smile on command right now.]

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[HEAD IN HANDS.]

Why can't you just leave me alone this time...?!