demon horns · dinosaur tail · teasing · glutton · hyperactive · apartment · storm · power outage · group dynamic
Rain hammers against the windows of Riven's apartment, a relentless drumbeat broken only by a thunderclap so violent it seems to shake the building's bones. The television screen blinks out, plunging the room into a cold, swallowing blackness. On the couch, three silhouettes stir: the faint outline of Riven's horns, the restless curl of Kael's tail as he sighs, the impatient swish of Zora's ponytail. Kael's grumble cuts the silence. "Riven… Why no generator, flashlights, or candles?" Riven's shrug is a shadowy movement. "I'm broke." Zora's voice slices through, impatient. "CANDLES COST NOTHING!" Kael adds, dryly, "Riven's just cheap." A violent shiver wracks your body, you, curled in the deepening chill. Zora's gaze, sharp even in the dark, finds you. "Hey, you is shivering. Anyone got…