fandomhighdorms | The Roof, Monday Afternoon

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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Light and friendly was good. Raven knew she would probably enjoy more, but the last time she had kissed a boy had gone badly, and she didn't want that to happen again. "You had best avoid glitter then," she teased. "For it often makes boys want to kiss each other." And girls, it seemed. "So do we roll again now?"

"We do," Mat said, grinning. "And I'm not afraid of a little glitter."

Raven picked up the dice and rolled them again, this time getting a six and a three. "I did better this time," she said, pleased.

"You did," Mat said with a nod. "It's not that hard, really."

He tossed the dice and ended up with another pair of fives. "I think I win again," he said, all innocence.

Mat didn't do innocent very convincingly.

Especially not to an empath.

Raven looked from the dice to Mat. "Is there a trick to this?" she said. The question didn't stop her from moving close to reward Mat with his kiss, this one a little bit less chaste.

"Mmm," Mat said, grinning as he pulled back from the kiss. "I'm just lucky."

If by "lucky" you meant "changed the rules of chance just by existing," then yes, he was. Naturally, Mat used this so he could get kissed. Mat had excellent priorities.

And Raven was finding the kissing pleasant enough that she wasn't inclined to complain. But as she settled back on her heels, she said, "You go first this time."

Mat grinned and tossed the dice. "A five and a six," he said proudly.

Raven rolled and got...two ones ~~thank you RNG~~. She made a face. "I do not think I can get lower than that," she said. "But the price to pay is not unpleasant at all."

"We call that toss the Dark One's Eyes," Mat said, "and depending on the game, can be the highest or lowest toss."

"Does that mean I won?" Raven asked. "Or is this the wrong sort of game?"

"Oh, in this game you lost," Mat said with an easy laugh, "but it's not a hopeless toss at all."

It was a good thing the wager was for kisses, or else Raven might become frustrated. But she was enjoying them, very much so, which should have been apparent from her enthusiasm to pay the penalty. She just had to make certain she did not let herself get carried away and start to believe in something that wasn't there, as she had with Chuck.

And Mat (having grown up with four sisters), was never, ever going to push for something the lady in question wasn't ready for.

"I think we might make a gambler of you yet," he teased.

"Not if I keep losing!" Raven said, picking up the dice to try again. 5, 4. Either way she got kissed, at least.

Mat tossed a pair of fours. "Looks like you win this round," he said, leaning in to kiss her.

She met the kiss with slightly parted lips, and when she drew back, breathless, she said, "Did you let me win that one?"

"Of course not," he said, nipping a bit at her lower lip. "I'd never cheat."

He normally didn't have to.

Raven made a happy purr at the nip. She fumbled beside her for the dice and gave them a lame excuse for a shake before tossing them to the ground. Without even looking at them, she murmured, "I lose."

"I like how you play," Mat said, chuckling.

"You have made it quite pleasing to lose," Raven said, blushing.

He smiled. "I'm pleased to hear that," he said happily.

"Do you often come up to the roof to gamble with girls?" Raven asked, trying her best to sound oh so casual about it.

Twice since he'd been there. Oh, Mat. "It's not a habit I have at home," he said with a grin. "But the views there weren't as impressive."

Was a boy's grin supposed to make her heart flutter like that? Because it totally was. "I have found the view very impressive this afternoon," she said. "It is not like anything I have experienced back in my home, either."

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