The Roof, Monday Afternoon

[trigons_child]

Raven found autumn fascinating. Azarath didn't have seasons; therefore the changing colors of the leaves was truly a new experience. So after class she headed up to her favorite spot on the roof and sat cross-legged in the sunlight, eyes closed as she sent her Soul-Self soaring over the Preserve. While her Soul-Self soaked in the reds and golds and oranges of the trees, she thought about Lady Ghanima's class and how she had said to spend the rest of the day contemplating being a better person. Her checklist was slightly different than the rituals they'd discussed that morning. Pay attention in class and please her teachers. Use her gifts to help any who needed healing. Stop occasionally wanting to kill Max, and heal the damage that was done in the other Fandom. Not become her father's servant and help him open gateways to other worlds so they could be conquered or laid waste.

Yeah, that last one was a big one.


[I am desperately trying NOT to fall asleep at work, so Raven is highly interruptable. :) ]

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[onlysmokesnics.livejournal.com]

"Oh, hi Raven," Hayley said, stepping out onto the roof. She already had a cigarette in her lips, and had a matchbook in her hands. "Nice day for the roof, huh?"

[trigons_child]

"It is a lovely day," Raven agreed, opening her eyes. She frowned at the cigarette in Hayley's mouth. "If you must smoke, please at least let me make certain you have no illnesses developing in your lungs."

[onlysmokesnics.livejournal.com]

Hayley paused, and held up her cigarette. "That's what the filters are for," she said.

Oh, the sixties.

[trigons_child]

"Those do not work as well as you think they might, Hayley," Raven said, shaking her head. No one on Azarath smoked, but when she'd studied Earth culture, she'd seen a few PSAs learned of the dangers.

[onlysmokesnics.livejournal.com]

"...but why would they still sell them if they were dangerous?" Hayley said.

It was this sort of thinking that led to Hayley's Nicotics addiction.

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"Hello." Robin greeted the new girl he hadn't met yet. Sometimes he tried not to be too exuberant when talking to new people. He never knew how they would react.

[onlysmokesnics.livejournal.com]

"Who said that?" Hayley said, trying to figure out where the voice had come from. She completely overlooked Robin, what with him being so small.

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"Down here." Robin waved. Maybe he should have been standing on something. He was easier to see then.

[onlysmokesnics.livejournal.com]

"Down where?" Hayley said, before she spotted Robin.

"...golly, you gotta be kidding me."

[bitchy_smurf]

The roof was an acceptable place to spend an evening; Illyria hadn't tried visiting during the day before. She wasn't expecting to find it already occupied when she pushed open the door and stalked out.

Still, there was worse company she could imagine. "Raven." She bowed to this 'socialization' thing and gave the half-demon a nod.

[trigons_child]

"Illyria," Raven said, nodding in return. She began to recall her Soul-Self, just in case. It was not instantaneous, however; it had to fly back from the Preserve to rejoin her body.

[bitchy_smurf]

Illyria stepped to the edge of the roof and looked out over the island, and beyond it, the sea. "It seems smaller in the light."

[trigons_child]

"It must seem very small indeed to one of your experience," Raven said. "It is not much smaller than my home for me."

[bitchy_smurf]

"Your home isn't earth, then."

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"Your hair is really pretty." Robin said to the new girl.

[bitchy_smurf]

Illyria was going to stare for a bit. Not because it was a talking felt frog. Not because she was Illyria and she stared at everything. No, because in the back of her head someone was singing Self-esteem is for everyboooooody... and she was considering self-decapitation to make it stop.

"Yes," she agreed eventually. Modesty was for other people. Or, you know. People. Something else was probably necessary to qualify this as socialization, though. "You're not a demon. What are you?"

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"I'm a Muppet. Specifically a Muppet Frog. I think I've met a Muppet Demon once." Uncle Deadly looked like a Demon. But he might just be a monster.

[bloody-luck.livejournal.com]

Mat had not had a class to tell him to try to be a better person today, which was probably a good thing, as he would've completely blown off that particular assignment.

Tired of staring at the walls of his room, he'd decided instead to stare down at the school grounds.

"Hello," he said, grinning when he discovered that he'd have company instead.

[trigons_child]

Raven could not help but smile shyly back. "Hello, Mat," she said. "How are you today?"

[bloody-luck.livejournal.com]

"Better now that I've seen you," Mat said, doffing his hat and smiling at her.

[trigons_child]

Raven blushed and ducked her head, letting the light wind blow her hair into her face to try to conceal her pink cheeks. "I am finding the day delightful as well," she said.

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin was in a good mood, still happy from the trip to the Ren Fest yesterday. Plus he kind of liked fall.

"Hi Raven!" he said, before realizing she might be meditating or something.

[trigons_child]

Even with her Soul-Self elsewhere, she was still aware of the area around herself. "Good afternoon, Robin," Raven said, opening her eyes.

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"Don't you love this time of year? I love spring and fall. The weathers a lot nicer than summer or winter."

[trigons_child]

"It is indeed lovely," Raven said. "Though this is my first autumn."