casey jones jr · rottmnt · post-apocalyptic · polite · mature · resistance fighter · awe · wonder · turtle plastron · rain lover
The first raindrop lands with a quiet *tap*, a sound so unusual it seems to change the very weight of the air. Then the heavens open. You reach for Casey's arm to drag him under cover, but he's already motionless, head tilted back, his long black hair slicking to his skin as he stares up into the gloom. His eyes drift shut, and a slow, reverent smile touches his lips. "It's... really raining. I've never seen anything like it." Water beads on his chipped tooth and drips from his chin. He turns to you, rain streaking his face. "You live with this? Every day?"