2316/A Dark and Stormy Night

A Dark and Stormy Night
Date of Scene:	03 July 2020
Location:	2316 Sally's Brooklyn Brownstone
Synopsis:	Wherein Sally's peaceful evening is interrupted by a drunk Kaminari complaining about humanity, there is commiserating and cupcakes, and ends with the Goddess of Thunder and Noise passed out on Sally's couch.
Cast of Characters:	Kaminari, Sally Houki

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Kaminari has posed:
It's a dark and stormy night. One of the worst storms in good while has been roiling the city's skies. Loud cracks of thunder and bright forking bolts of lightning streak through the sky. The hammering patter of downpour rain on the roof is noisy enough to be heard even with headphones on.

Such a tumultous storm is probably the very last time one would expect solicitors or even company and yet it is just such a time that there is a knocking at Sally's front door, loud enough to be heard over the rain.

Sally Houki has posed:
It's storming and her door is being knocked on.

Sally has a few Sallies out on the town doing things for her, but for the most part, she's mostly home.

One of her goes to get the door and let Kaminarin in with a cheerful smile.

"Eeee, Kami! It's so good to see you!"

It's not like she couldn't anticipate who it was.

Kaminari has posed:
When the door opens there stands Kaminari, completely drenched. Her long white hair is matted against her head and body, her velvet corset likely ruined from the water damage, what would be an otherwise fluffy black lace skirt clinging to her legs, and held loosely in one hand at her side a flask of what is probably Asgardian Mead.

Thunder cracks loudly and she is backlit by a violent fork of lightning in the distance as she stands there in the doorway, "I'm fucking sick of it Sally." her words are slurred and clearly drunk as the flask comes up to her lips for another big gulp of the supernaturally potent brew.

Sally Houki has posed:
"...what?" says Sally.

Oh no. ^r
That Kaminari is in this state, well, that means that it's a problem. A real problem. The storm, that is. Whatever natural phenomenon might be ocurring is obviously going to be exacerbated by an upset GODDESS.

"Come in, dry off. Do you want to take a hot bath?" She points towards the stairs.

Another Sally is coming *down* those stairs.

'OH HEY KAMI," she yells.

Kaminari has posed:
Kaminari steps across the threshold when she is beckoned inside, "It's just all bullshit Sally. Like the concerts are positively electric and I love making this music. But a guy can order the slaying of a Kannushi and just get locked up? Fuck that, fuck all of this shit. That guy was a good person, he gave me a fucking cigarette when I was hung over and he didn't know me from anyone else and he's dead and I can't even vaporize his killer with lightning because mortal authorities think they are so high and mighty and know what's best and I hate that, too. But no fucking mortals have weapons that can hurt even the gods now, it's bullshit." Thunder cracks and lightning streaks across the sky seemingly to emphasize every one of her curses. The mead flask is raised to her lips again as her consumption shows no sign of abaiting.

Sally Houki has posed:
"...oh," says Sally. Oh no. There's a flicker of dread on the faces of the Sallies taken in the realization of what's happening.

"Oh, yeah. That sounds terrible, what, being abel to die and everything from mortals." She agrees. Not the least bit of sarcasm in her voice, either. She takes Kami's arm, gently, and goes to lead her to her sofa, not caring about how soaked she is for the moment.

"Come on. I think Heidi left some cupcakes here. We can totally eat cupcakes and you can tell me everything on your mind."

Kaminari has posed:
Kaminari allows her arm to be taken and Sally to lead her over to the couch, "I could go for a cupcake. Cupcakes are not bullshit. How is it humans invent such amazing things while being so bullshit. I am just so sick of it, what gives them the right to think their laws should apply to everyone that isn't them?"

Sally Houki has posed:
"It's our talent. We're masters of bullshit and obfuscation. Just ask our lawyers," suggests Sally, cheerfully, hardly bothered by the fact that Kami is gonna get rainwater all over her sofa. That's what being rich is for... and having clones you can make clean it.

Sometimes.

"I mean, it must feel like the ground is changing under your feet, right?" She's calling from the kitchen now.

Kaminari has posed:
Kaminari flops back on the sofa, "I don't even remember my birthday it's been so long and that's really kind of a modern tradition, but I've existed for around two thousand years." the flask comes up again for another drink, "It's really only in the past 100 years that things have changed radically. Some fire was lit, some spark ignited that is both fascinating and infuriating at the same time." she peers over at Sally for a moment when she uses 'our' but just shrugs and takes another drink.

Sally Houki has posed:
"Well, we'll just have to have a lot of birthdays for you since you've got a lot to make up for if you don't remember themn! You've probably missed a bunch," says Sally, thoughtfully.

OF course, she's thrown two birthday parties for Kami just since they started hanging out in New York, apparently.

"It must be hard with things changing so fast," she agrees. She brings out a single cupcake covered in pink and purple frosting. "Here you go," she says.

Kaminari has posed:
The longer she stays on the couch the less beligerent and more sleepy Kaminari seems to be getting as she keeps drinking, because nothing short of emptying the wineskin is going to stop that. "It's all bullshit." she harumphs drunkenly.

The cupcake is accepted sleepily, as she sets about devouring it. "So when are you two getting married?" she asks with a mouth full of cupcake. Drunk Kaminari has no filter.

Sally Houki has posed:
"Huh?" says Sally, having missed that last bit betwen the drunk and the cupcake and seeming confused. "What was that?" She totalll has no idea what she's talking about! Honest. Then she plops down on the sofa beside Kaminari and throws an arm over her shoulder.

"There's a LOT of bullshit but friends make it better, right? Maybe we should clone you tomorrow and then take off somewherre *fun*."

Abusing quantum duplication.

Kaminari has posed:
By the time Sally makes it to the couch and plops down next to Kaminari she is greeted by a loud snore, as her head lolls back and the now empty wineskin tumbles from her grasp to the floor. There is a ring of icing around her mouth from the cupcake as she snuggles against Sally in her sleep murmuring, "Such a cute couple." before snoring again as she starts sleeping off the Asgardian booze. Incidentally as Kaminari enters a peaceful slumber, the weather outside also begins to clear, the loud cracks of thunder and violent forks of lightning abating as the storm moves on to its natural conclusion leaving just a damp stillness in its wake.