Fifth Floor Common Room, Friday Morning

[trigons_child]

Raven had had a much more restful sleep that night, thanks in no small part to the strength Professor Anakin had added to her shields. And he hadn't thrown her out of the school for using her powers on Chuck, so that lightened her mood as well. (And she hadn't listened to the radio and heard herself referred to as having a weird kink about doors.) She decided to test her shielding by venturing into the common room. Someone had left the TV on, and she found herself mesmerized by what was on, a strange show featuring a scruffy madman who had somehow schemed to turn the woman he loved into a mummy. He was currently fondling her bandage-wrapped form while her sister debated how to rescue her.

[ooc: No, really, I checked TV Guide, that's what's on right now.]

Comments

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

She looked at the screen thoughtfully before looking for a seat, intrigued.

"I suppose that would make sense."

It wasn't as if she hadn't done psychology in her studies. And the behavior was easily explained if you had any kind of knowledge of abnormal psychology.

"And they make programs about that?"

[trigons_child]

"It would seem so," Raven said. "I am not familiar with much of television or movies."

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

That got a twitch of a grin.

"Me neither. We just had books."

[trigons_child]

Raven smiled back. "Books, those I know, though perhaps not the popular literature here."

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

She nodded.

"Me neither. We didn't do literature back home."

Other than one very very heavily edited edition of the works of William Shakespeare.

[trigons_child]

"We had some older works of fiction," Raven said. "But most of what we studied was history and philosophy and mystical studies." You definitely wouldn't find the latest teenage vampire novel on Azarath.

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

"Now that's creepy," she said, leaning back on the couch.

"Minus the mystical studies, that's pretty much how home was for me."

[trigons_child]

"That is fascinating," Raven asked. "Where is your home? I am from a place called Azarath."

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

That... sounded... vaguely familiar. Nothing exactly matched, but the sound of the word.

"California," she said, "but my mother was kind of strict about things."

[trigons_child]

"You must enjoy having more freedom here, then," Raven said.

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah," Fiona agreed, pulling one of the pillows off of the couch to rest it on her stomach.

"What about you? Enjoying it?"

[trigons_child]

"I am learning to," Raven said. "Fandom is quite a change from my home."

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

"What was that like? If you don't mind me asking?"

[trigons_child]

"Azarath? It is a very quiet, peaceful place," Raven said. "The people are pacifists, and they have shunned the display of emotion."

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

"...and they sent you here?"

She was mostly thinking of the alligators.

[trigons_child]

"...not exactly," Raven said carefully. She hadn't admitted to anyone she'd run away from Azarath to come to Fandom because she was afraid if the office found out, they would send her home.

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Fiona had been sent. Very clearly sent for a purpose. But as that purpose was a little more bizarre than most, she nodded with understanding.

"Okay. I get it. Don't worry about it."

[trigons_child]

"Thank you," Raven said, relieved Fiona had not pushed for details. She was not in the habit of lying, after all.

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

"Everyone has stuff," she said vaguely with a gesture of one hand. Then she realized--

She leaned forward, one hand out.

"Fiona. If we haven't done this already."

The first few days were a little hazy, considering.

[trigons_child]

"Rachel," Raven said, reaching for Fiona's hand. Physical contact made her abilities stronger, but she was more confident now that her shields would prevent her from accidentally feeling Fiona's emotions.

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Touch made Fiona feel more easily.

"Nice to meet you."

[feel free to pick up what you like; not sure how her abilities work but yeah]

[trigons_child]

"It is pleasant to meet you as well," Raven said. So far she was pleased with how the morning was going and meeting new people.


[she can sense feelings, but generally I'll only have her pick up something if it's in the narrative unless I've talked to the player before hand. :) ]

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

[she might notice then that Fiona feels absolutely nothing; now I know! thanks ^_^]

"Are you on this floor?" she asked, making herself pull her hand away. Thankfully, it went smoothly.

[trigons_child]

Raven was puzzled for a fleeting moment. Her shields blocked her from feeling the emotions of others, but she was able to still sense their presence. She shrugged it away, thinking she was just getting used to the new shielding. "Yes," she said. "I am staying in room 509. Are you?"

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

"I'm in 301," and she pointed down towards the stairs.

"I was just heading to the roof for a bit. Seemed more interesting to stay here, though."