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[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[Now that it's raining - blood but Argentine doesn't know that - the statue has come out to play! Well, more like he's come out to stare at the sky, head tipped back in confusion. The rain doesn't bother him at all despite getting in his eyes, though it does bother his raccoon. He currently has it bundled into his coat where it seems content to sleep.

Argentine, meanwhile, is content to be a turkey and stare up.]

This isn't rain.

[He is the master of observation.]

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[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[Argentine tilts his head.]

How is it rain?

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

Well it falls, no? And those are clouds, right? So this must be rain. [Box eyes the 'sky' through his umbrella.]

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

Hm... [He thinks. That is logical!] It just is the wrong colour?

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

It's be because this place is damn weird. [Steps slightly closer, showing his notes on his phone.] From what I could learn about it [Nothing worthy.] maybe the rain here has this color from the beginning.