January 2nd: Cloudy - 200 words - Character has a very literal personal raincloud today.
Warnings: N/A
Fandom: The Sentinel!
Disclaimer: I do not own The Sentinel!
Rainy Day
The rain continued to pour and the more he thought, the more the rain became hard and drenched him. It was a vicious cycle. He would have been fine if it was actually raining outside, but as he looked up, he growled again. There was a lone dark and stormy raincloud above his head.
Why was it always him that got mixed up in this crazy magic shit?! Thunder rumbled and a spark of lightning flashed in the cloud, casting bright light in his dark living room.
"BLAIR!" Jim roared above the thunder above his head. He wanted this crap gone, and he wanted it gone now!
Blair peeked into the room and winced when he saw his sentinel. It was not a pretty sight. Jim Ellison was drenched down to his toes, leaving a puddle where ever he went. Blair figured the living room would be flooded if Jim kept pacing like he did.
"I want this gone." Blair didn't trust the calmly spoken words as he considered what to say to his friend. Maybe let the man down easy? No, Jim would kill him where he stood. Blunt, it was.
"Jim, man, there's nothing I can do. Have you tried, I don't know, uhhh, being happy?" Blair finished with a squeak and a wince as Jim's face scrunched up in anger. Lightning and thunder battled with the pouring rain, sparking in frustration and taking it out on Jim's old lamp.
"Be happy?!" Jim bellowed watching Blair make a hasty retreat to his room and locking the double doors.
There was no winning when Jim was in this kind of mood.