5th Floor Common Room, Friday Morning

[trigons_child]

Raven had been trying to make more of an effort to listen to the radio, so after hearing on Wednesday night that Anakin had talked to Max and then on Thursday that Max had been in a fight, she had confused mixed emotions. She was hesitant to jump to conclusions, but if what she suspected was correct, then she was dismayed that violence and injury had been done on her behalf, but she also experienced a strange warm and fuzzy feeling of satisfaction. It was...interesting.

This morning, because she was all done with classes, she had settled in the common room to watch her very first DVD purchase: season 1 of Rumor Gal. It was so she could study the complexities of emotions, really.

The weetiny snowangels who were marching through the room might disagree.


[My last day of work before ten days of vacation. Help me survive!]

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Mat was finished with his classes and was in search of someone to entertain him.

"Hello," he said with a smile, flopping onto a sofa. "The tiny wet people are bloody strange."

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"Hello, Mat," Raven said, giving him a smile. She was always happy to entertain see him. "They are indeed very odd. I have yet to determine what they wish, other than to flail their arms about."

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"It's not to dance," Mat said, laughing. "I offered them a finger as a partner but they weren't interested."

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Raven pressed her hand against her chest, feigning shock. "Something turned down a dance with you? I cannot believe that."

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"I almost cried," Mat said very solemnly, then ruined it by laughing again. "Their loss."

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"Indeed," Raven teased. "I know of no finer dancer." That she didn't have much experience dancing with anyone else was utterly beside the point.

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Mat bowed from his seat. "And a beautiful woman to pay me such a pretty compliment."

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Raven blushed. "You flatter me," she said.

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He winked. "It makes you blush. Are you enjoying having all of this free time?"

[trigons_child]

"I am not certain what I will do with it all," Raven confessed, her cheeks turning even pinker at the wink. "I have no need to study for my classes now, and I will not be returning home over the break. I fear I may become bored."

[bloody-luck.livejournal.com]

"We'll have to come up with something to keep ourselves occupied," Mat said. "I'm not going home either."

Mostly because he hadn't heard if Elayne was ready to come to her senses and go to Caemlyn to become Queen. If she wasn't, Mat wasn't coming within a mile of Rand.

...and because he didn't know how to get home. Details.

[trigons_child]

"What do you suggest?" Raven asked. "Do you have more games to teach me?"

She wasn't flirting. OK, maybe just a little.

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"Oh, I can think of a few," he said. "Stones, cards," kissing games...

[trigons_child]

"I have heard of a game called 'poker' that is played with cards," Raven said. Well, seen it on the TV at least. "But stones? How do you play a game with rocks?"

She liked the kissing games, too.

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"It's a strategy game," Mat explained. "White stones against black ones."

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"Is it difficult to learn?" Raven asked. "I fear I know very little of strategy."

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"Does it really matter?" Mat replied with a smile. "We have lots of time to figure it out."

So...yes.

[trigons_child]

Raven smiled. "And you do not mind spending all that time teaching me?"

[bloody-luck.livejournal.com]

"Not at all," Mat said, winking. "Why, would you prefer better company?"

[trigons_child]

"Not at all," Raven said. "I think you would very easily chase the boredom away."

[bloody-luck.livejournal.com]

"I do have that reputation," he laughed. "When I was younger, I once dredged a dog in flour to make it look like a ghost."

[trigons_child]

"As a prank?" Raven asked. She still wasn't very clear on what pranks were supposed to be for even though she'd participated in one at camp.

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Mat nodded. "Unluckily for me, the dog ran straight home and through the just washed kitchen of the blacksmith's wife. I had to hide in the barn."

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Raven could not help but laugh. "Were you ever discovered?" she asked.

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"It was a very small town and I had a reputation," Mat said. "It got to be that a goodwife's laundry couldn't fall down without me getting blamed for it."

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"And most of the time you were entirely innocent, were you not?" Raven teased.

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Not at all.

"Oh, of course," Mat said, all elaborate innocence.

[trigons_child]

"I am an empath," Raven reminded him, still laughing. "I would be able to tell if you were innocent or not." Well, only if he felt guilty about his actions, which she doubted, but that was beside the point, really.

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"Oh, I'm pure as snow," Mat lied. Badly.

[trigons_child]

"Your kisses," Raven pointed out, "contradict that."

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Mat winked again. "Do they?"

[trigons_child]

Raven ducked her head, blushing again. "I would not describe them as pure," she said.

[bloody-luck.livejournal.com]

"I think you're wrong," Mat said, leaning closer. "Maybe you need your memory refreshed."

[trigons_child]

"Perhaps I do," Raven murmured, peeking at Mat through her lashes.

[bloody-luck.livejournal.com]

Mat moved his fingers to brush against her cheek, then leaned all the way in to kiss her.

[trigons_child]

Raven made a contented sigh and kissed him back. She enjoyed kissing far, far too much, especially with Mat.

[bloody-luck.livejournal.com]

Mat's kiss was, as Raven had predicted, not terribly innocent.

At all.

[trigons_child]

Please note, Raven was not complaining. At all. A chaste kiss would be boring because of the lack of emotion behind it. And emotion, of course, was what an empath craved.