Alex Darwin
A rough grunt lashed out from the nibble body of the boy as he kicked up yet another beer can from the ground. The splintering rain battered the can as it fell back to the ground, a muffled clanging noise rippled through the air as it landed in a low, fresh puddle. Alex chuckled, approaching it again. One gloved hand reached down to clasp it and shake it violently. It seemed a stone had lodged itself inside of it. Alex grinned, turning around several times in search of the direction in the which the stormy wind blew. Once located, Alex threw the can quickly in the opposite direction and watched it disappear into the shadowy distance. "Henh"
The creature, if you will, lifted its head to the sky, allowing the rain drops to merely touch his skin. Hydrate it. Alex loved the rain, but who could blame him? He practically lived in it after all. He adored each and every droplet that caressed his face and hung gently from his chin. But that was his way. One hand rose to his hair, dampened by the rain. Ah he did look a mess, soaked already by rain and river water. His whole form dripped with liquid and, luckily for him, the murky dark given to them all by the storm clouds made it impossible to distinguish what each liquid was. Only in the occasional flashes of white lightening could the bright red be seen around his chin.
Finally bored of his own antics, Alex headed down the road after the can that he had thrown. A weak yawn pierced his lips as his hand ventured up his face to rub his weary eyes, framed by dark black. "Lets see what this place has to offer now..." He murmured to himself, a hushed yet dark chuckle escaping his lips.