They were in the bushes on the side of the yard, hunched down real low. Tall, Weeping Willow tree provided shade as they observed the house, a small yellow ranch. The grass was cut very low, and there were large sunflowers in the area near the stoop.

It was Old Man Kasich's house.

Everyone knew that Old Man Kasich hated kids, or at least he didn't like them on his lawn. He could be seen most days walking a small, white talk named Queeny, the kind that most adults found annoying and could be described as 'yippy.'

"He lives alone and he hates kids" Penelope whispered to the other girls as they stared at the front of the house, watching from the bushes.

Delilah crouched in the bushes with her cohorts. She peered at the house, but didn't see the old man. "Yeah, he's just some geezer. What about it?"

"There's another old lady down the block. I don't like old people. They smell funny and they're scary." Penelope said. Delilah knew who she was talking about. It must have been that sweet old lady Mrs. Peabody. The one who liked kids and often gave out good candy on Halloween. Of course, Delilah had never actually met Mrs. Peabody. Not really. But she remembered meeting her. Remembered getting Halloween candy from her. Even remembered one time when Susan was little and stopped on the old lady's flower bed. But none of it really happened.

"You know what would be fun? If we threw a rock at this old man's house and then ran away." Penelope suggested.  "I bet it would make a really loud noise."

"Throw it. You know, but put a little mustard on the throw. A little elbow grease. A little razzle-pazzzle. A little schnizzle-pizzle." Penelope suggested, hands busy in the dirt of the bush in front of her, already searching for a rock.

"They're not that scary. Don't be a baby." Compared to what she'd seen, old people were mildly creepy nowadays. And not even all of them. Old Mrs. Peabody was real nice. Or so she thought. She wouldn't want to throw rocks at the sweet, old granny's house, but Mr. Kasich was a nobody. He could take some rocks.

Delilah hunted for a rock with a smirk on her face. She knew what Penelope meant. Josh used to say some of these things. "Yeah. A little heat. A bit of stink on the ball." It meant getting in a good, hard pitch. It was a bittersweet memory. Throwing a rock like a baseball had to be the best way to cement those good feelings before they were gone.

Is Tiffany with us?

"What are you guys doing?" Tiffany whispered harshly, voice like a whip.

"We're putting a little schnizzle-pizzle on it, before we throw it. What?"

"Re-laaax, Tiffany. It's no big deal."

Delilah didn't look at Tiffany. She frowned as she weighed two rocks in her hands. One was heavier, but one had a knobby, irregular shape that was really cool. A rock like that hit the house, and Kasich would know she meant business.

"But if you throw that, we'll get in trouble." Tiffany objected. She looked towards Penelope, but there was no help there.

"But it's fun." Penelope retorted, getting her rock ready. It was large and jagged, about the size of a baseball.

OOC: If Delilah decides to throw the rock, Delilah Rolls Dexterity + Athletics

04:45, Today: Delilah Gray rolled 2 successes using 8d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s ((2,7,3,9,8,3,3,1)).

Delilah grit her teeth and tried to throw the way she'd been taught. Penelope said it was fun. She needed to have some fun. Get all the awful thoughts in her head out.

21:25, Today: Penelope rolled 2 successes using 5d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s ((4,9,4,7,8)).


Penelope threw a rock. There were two loud cracks against the side of the house. One from Penelope, and one from Delilahs' rock.

"Ruuuuuuun!" Penelope yelled, turning and sprinting. Her long, permed hair was like a yellow streamer as she hunched over in a gangly, all-out run.

"Guys! Wait up!"

It was strange in way, to see Penelope run to what amounted to only two houses down to reach her own house before stopping. Maybe an adult would have asked why throwing a rock at your neighbor's house so close would be an obvious thing that might get you caught.

Delilah could hear Tiffany struggling in the bush behind her, and waiting at Penelope's house in front of her was somewhat else...

Shawn.

Shawn had been about to approach his new neighbours' front door when he saw two blonde girls running towards him. The strange girl was probably one of the neighbours, but he recognised Delilah right away and groaned inwardly. It'd be really hard to make friends with the new girl if Delilah was going to freak out again.

Still, he steeled himself; he had to help Griffix, and...maybe a new friend would be nice? He gave the two girls and awkward but cheerful wave. "Hiya."