Spring. It filled people with an optimism and love of light that made the garnering of Fear increasingly difficult.
Well. Outside of the current situation. The Huntsman could be here at any time.
Rhodes stood beneath a black umbrella, waiting. Catching sight of Sonnie and Sera across the street, he offers a wave and began to cross over. The dark coat still covered the Dread Lord, but it looked like he had....dressed down? Loose pants, trainers and regular sweater, black leather gloves, matching the coat. Different from usual, there was no flowers, no elongated ears, no pale skin or overly large eyes. His mask was hardened - something he did only rarely.
"Hello, darling," he says, with a small smile, slipping the umbrella to cover Seraphina and him, and leaning in for a kiss. His eyes glance from one to the other. "Hello Sonja." He offers the Beast a small smile on an otherwise neutral face.
Equipment: Hedgespun Jacket (+1 def, Persuasion spec Addressing Groups), umbrella, cellphone, Wallet containing a picture of Sera and $157, hip flack containing whiskey (full), notebook and pens, satchel containing a water bottle and a book of fairytales, some empty jam jars and metal spoons.