The Roof, Wednesday Afternoon

[trigons_child]

With the reserve meeting canceled, after her morning class Raven retreated to the roof to meditate. She was still on edge after what had happened last night. She'd kept enough control to not turn on her friends, but her demon side had been far too easily provoked by Karla's life being in danger.

And the lust. Awkward didn't begin to describe it. Meditation was desperately called for.

She sat cross-legged near the garden, eyes closed as she sank into a light trance. She was still aware enough of her surroundings that she'd hear if someone else came up on the roof. The sun was bright and it was almost 100°F out, but she was able to heal any damage the sun did to her skin immediately. Who needed sunscreen?

She was also wondering how she was going to explain all of this to Anakin tomorrow without mentioning the word "orgy."


[ooc: Open like an open roof!]

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[brat_inslayage]

With no classes today and Magic/Support Reserves cancelled, Kennedy was at loose ends for ways to keep herself occupied once she'd gotten another nap, gone overboard on a shopping expedition at Everything But the Monkey, then survived a thorough grilling from Constance about last night's events.

And really, something to keep her mind off the more freaktastic aspects of last night's events-- not to mention everything counting back to last Thursday-- would be nice. Hoping the roof was free of smokers for the moment she headed up that way, guinea pig girlfriend comfortably nestled in a sling carrier at her hip and a small handheld fan dangling from the carrier's trap.

...okay, seeing Raven wouldn't particularly help her avoid any thoughts about what had gone down in Bon Temps, but oh well. "Hey," she ventured, wandering over.

[trigons_child]

Raven opened her eyes and smiled at Kennedy. "Hello, Kennedy," she said. "And...is that Tara?" She was guessing that would be one of the few people Kennedy would carry around on her hip, and she wasn't aware of any class having baby care simulation this summer.

[brat_inslayage]

"Got it in one." Tara wriggled a little, anxiously, and Kennedy reached down to stroke her fur, smiling. "We're not going close to the edge, promise. I'm not gonna let you fall."

The stop she'd made at the pet store had been pretty epic; there was a ridiculous pile of guinea pig food and a little shelter and all kinds of stuff back in Kennedy's room now, but then that wasn't shocking either considering that moderation was a concept that tended to run screaming away from her.

"I got back last night and found her like this," she explained as Tara poked her head out of the carrier and blinked at Raven. "She's pretty adorable, huh?"

[trigons_child]

Raven unfolded her legs so she could get up and move closer. "Hello, Tara," she said, stretching out a hand to scritch the guinea pig's head. "I am certain you will be well cared for until Fandom decides to change you back."

She looked back up to Kennedy. "She is indeed adorable," she said. "And very soft."

[brat_inslayage]

Tara seemed to relax after a moment and lean into the scritches, and Kennedy laughed. "Right? Not exactly what I wanted to curl up with when I got back, after last night, but..."

She shrugged. "You doing okay?"

It wasn't the question she actually wanted to ask right off, but check her out actually exercising a little discretion for once.

[trigons_child]

"I am disturbed by how easily I lost control," Raven admitted quietly, turning her head to look off toward the town. "But I am pleased I did not harm anyone when I did." It hadn't just been the threat of danger to herself and her friends, or she would've lost control while fighting her father in Azarath. It had been feeling Karla dying, the pain and fear of losing her and anger at the maenad for daring to touch her.

[brat_inslayage]

"You and me both," Kennedy admitted. "'cause if you'd stuck me in a situation where I might have had to kill you 'cause you lost it, I would've been pretty pissed at you."

And she still wasn't sure she would have ever been able to go through with it. But catch her admitting that.

"You, um." Oh, look, discretion got tired of hanging around. "The kissing thing. That's not a required technique for healing for you, is it?" See, she'd been unconscious that one time...

[trigons_child]

Raven's cheeks turned red -- it was sunburn, really! -- and she ducked her head. "My gifts are strengthened with physical contact," she said in a strained voice, "though it is not required. And certainly not always...like that."

Kissing was totally not necessary. Or tongue.

[brat_inslayage]

...oh, don't think Kennedy hadn't noticed there'd been tongue.

"You realize this is the second time I've seen you in a crisis-type situation that's involved playing tonsil hockey with Karla, right?"

She was lifting Tara out of the carrier and setting her down to run around if she wanted to, but she was looking squarely and inquisitively at Raven as she spoke.

"So I kinda have to wonder. What's up with that? 'cause damn, I thought I was a pretty good kisser, but you guys are starting to make me feel like I could aim for more impressive results." Tara had started to scurry a few feet away but paused and looked back at Kennedy, almost reproachfully, drawing a hasty amendment of "Hey, not saying I don't love the results I do get!"

Oh god, saying that to a guinea pig was just weird.

[squire-hand.livejournal.com]

Feeling a bit of nostalgia for his youth, James decided to take to the roof.

Using traditional means; he was not up to climbing the outside of this building in his condition. As he entered the roof area, he saw a student sitting like a Hadati hillman, though without the tartan, and moved to the edge of the roof to lounge for a bit, moving quietly enough that most people would not notice.

If she did, he would apologize for interrupting.

[trigons_child]

Raven didn't need sight or sound to tell her someone else was on the roof. She opened her eyes and nodded in greeting. "Hello," she said.

[squire-hand.livejournal.com]

"Did not mean to disturb," he said, quirking an eyebrow.

[trigons_child]

"It is no matter," Raven said, stretching her arms as they'd grown stiff while she meditated. "If I wished to ignore you, I could easily do so."

[squire-hand.livejournal.com]

"That would be better than the reception I've received this week." He grinned, lopsided; he leaned against the rail. "Your fellow shop clerk tried to take my head off."

[trigons_child]

Raven tensed. "She did? She would have to have good reason to do so."

[squire-hand.livejournal.com]

Again, with that lopsided grin. "I said hello." He shrugged. "Not the best welcome I've ever had, to be sure." there was more to the story, but James did not know it.

[trigons_child]

"I have never known Karla to attack unprovoked," Raven said, making a mental note to ask her about it.

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

Maladicta was a fan of sunscreen. A huge fan of it.

So much so that she was keeping to the few shadows on the roof, uncomfortably covered up lest any sun hit her on accident. But it was worth it to get out of her room.

She offered Raven a nod, settling into a nice, lovely shadow. "Good afternoon."

[trigons_child]

"Hello," Raven said, giving her a friendly smile. She abandoned her cloak when it became too hot, and she couldn't help but wonder why this girl was so covered. "I do not believe we have met. I am Raven."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

And thus we discover why Raven was always going to be bitten by vampires. God love her.

"Maladicta," she replied with what was more a smirk than a grin. It might have been a default type of smile, but that was neither here nor there.

[trigons_child]

It was only twice! Well, so far. She couldn't help being tasty!

"It is nice to meet you, Maladicta," Raven said, inclining her head. "I hope you are not finding the heat too distressing."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

Suuuure. Any moment now, the vampires in town would start hanging out, watching her sleep and saying they feel very protective of her.

Sans sparkle. Unless you consider ash to be dazzling.

"It's certainly a lot warmer that home," Maladicta replied. "Far more sunshine as well."

Oh, for delightfully overcast days...

[trigons_child]

But she smelled like frangipani, not freesia! There was a huge difference. Really.

"Where are you from, if you do not mind me asking?" Raven said. "England?" She'd been told the sun didn't shine there much.

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"Borogravia," Maladicta replied. "Which I've been assured doesn't exist here."

But look at all the coffee she got in return!

[trigons_child]

"It is not a place I have heard of," Raven said, shaking her head. "But most of what I know of this world comes from what I have read in books. I do not know much of the world beyond the island."