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[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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[Hey Argentine. Say hi to Nathan, who is drinking a soda and getting, well, soaked with the same blood. He doesn't know it's blood either. He also doesn't seem to care about getting rained on.]

Yeah, uh. It's probably motor oil.

[Mmm, soda.]

Doesn't look it. You shouldn't be out in it. You'll catch -

[She stops, because you don't catch a cold from blood. And whatever else you could catch from blood isn't too fun to think about. But Rose has come equipped with an umbrella, so she just stands next to Argentine so he's under it with her.]

[Tamaki is always dressed for any occassion, so he's in a yellow raincoat with the hood pulled up and rain boots.]

It's not? But if it's not rain, what is it?

[Tamaki is a master of observation in a completely different way.]

Hey, don't just look up at it like that.

[She takes off her coat and puts it on top of his head. Priceless and rare pieces of art should be protected from damage by the elements, okay?]

Really? How did you manage to figure that out?

It doesn't seem so, but this place seems to be full of things that aren't what you would expect. Perhaps this is some form of celestial rain.

[Satoshi is leaning in the doorframe of the ballroom]

Argentine. Come in from the rain. [a pause] Precipitation.

[Box is just passing by, holding a see through umbrella, but when he hears that statement he stops.]

Eh? It is rain!

[Argentine blinks at him.]

What is that? Does it usually rain motor oil?

[He actually gives her a small smile as he looks up at her.]

I could still get weather damaged over time.

[He shakes his head.]

I don't know. But it doesn't look like rain.

[He blinks.]

Why not?

[Argentine assumes he is serious.]

Because of the colour. It doesn't smell like rain, either.

Oh, that might be it. [He holds out his hand to catch some rain.] I hope it stops soon.

[Argentine listens to his Creator!! And comes inside the ball room. His raccoon wakes up from the movement - he was standing there a while, his soaked clothes can prove it - and he let's it down to wander around inside.]

[Argentine tilts his head.]

How is it rain?

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

It's, uh... motor oil.

[He drinks from his straw.]

And no, it doesn't.

[Satoshi gives him a cursory examination for weather damage] People who die here have blood like this rain.

[Already dressed in a rain coat as she passes by, she notices him and automatically goes over to hold up the opened umbrella she had originally kept under.]

Here.

What does motor oil do?

[He is still for his examine, just dripping all over the ballroom floor.] I wonder why. But I have nothing like that.

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

[He is surprised but nods.]

Thank you. People usually prefer not to go out in the rain, don't they?

Usually people don't want to get wet.

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.

You don't have blood. There's nothing to replace.

Edited 2010-08-23 23:45 (UTC)

...It, uh, oils motors...

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