((I don't know the name of the artist, soz)) It was a light rain out. Some thunder, wind, the usual. Soul felt rather neutral about it. Why put effort into caring about some turbulent weather while he was safe in his house? That was, until the power went out. He could hear Mind's loud cursing - Mind was trying to study and needed light - and blind Heart's cluelessness. "Dammit. Where's the generator...?"