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]

"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.

[trigons_child]

"I had absorbed all the lusts upon which the maenad was feeding," Raven said in feeble protest. "It affected my behavior, as emotions always do before I can absorb them completely."

That much had been true, so she wasn't lying, at least.

"That is why I asked Bobby to cool me down," she went on. "I had feared that I would soon attempt to take inappropriate actions with the rest of you. It was certainly not the time or the place for such things. Not that I thought there was a time and place. It would have been inappropriate at any time were I to attempt to take such liberties with you or Sookie or Bobby or Emma or...the vampire."

Stop babbling, Raven.

[brat_inslayage]

"And claiming some level of understanding the empathy bit, because hi, orgy, which has got to be like cannonballing into an ocean of naughty thoughts, we're backing up to the part where I said it was the second time," Kennedy noted easily enough. "What is you two's deal, anyway?"

Oh, good, Kennedy. Push the subject and make her babble more.

...wait. You're good at that.

[trigons_child]

"Karla is very dear to me," Raven admitted. "But we are just close friends. I have a boyfriend and so does she now." Yes, she was still blushing. "When we faced my father, she knew that affection would give me strength, that is why she kissed me then. It was merely to help me hold my father at bay."

[brat_inslayage]

Kennedy could have sworn Tara the guinea pig was trying to facepaw at her. This, sadly, wasn't going to deter her from asking more questions.

"Your 'look at me, I'm imitating a fire engine' routine right now? That sort of kills the 'merely,' you know," she pointed out. "I mean, hey. I'm not gonna judge or anything."

She did, however, look a little worried. "But, complicated situation. I get that."

[trigons_child]

Tara already knew about Raven's complicated feelings, so a facepaw was definitely not out of the question.

"I have no intention of meddling in Karla's relationship with Warren," Raven said. "What happened in Bon Temps was a mistake, it was wrong, and I will not allow such a thing to occur again."

[brat_inslayage]

Yeah, the last time Kennedy'd heard a girl say "it was a mistake" in a similar context it had sucked personally, and the tiny flare of residual ouch blossomed in her gut before she could remind herself Raven would pick up on it. Absently, out of some instinctive need to get past it, she reached out to scoop Tara up and just sort of... hug her for a little while. Tara seemed okay with that.

"When you went all..." Kennedy gestured vaguely at her face. "Before, I mean. Then you were okay again, after that. Must've been a hell of a kiss."

[trigons_child]

"Negative emotion brings that part of me out," Raven said softly. "Fear, hatred, rage...and I felt all those things when the maenad stabbed Karla. And I took even more from Emma. But positive emotion aids me in regaining control."

She didn't need to say what kind of positive emotion she'd been feeling, did she?

[brat_inslayage]

Really not, no.

"I'll remember that one," Kennedy remarked, more to say something than out of any deliberate intent to do so. "The place was pretty wacky with negative emotion at the time."

[trigons_child]

"The maenad was feeding upon the lusts she provoked in the townspeople," Raven nodded. "I had to take it all into myself to cut her off from her power source. That made her vulnerable to Emma and Karla."

She'd transformed before then, but it certainly hadn't helped.

[brat_inslayage]

"Wasn't asking for shop talk," Kennedy objected, although Tara the guinea pig seemed somewhat interested. "I mean, come on, less than fun experience and all? I need some space between me and the details, and by space I mean time."

[trigons_child]

"I apologize," Raven said quickly. "Yes. It was less than fun, as you say."

[brat_inslayage]

Kennedy waved a hand. "It's no big, really. Just that stuff goes over my head." She was vaguely distracted by the thought that Karla and Raven would be kind of really cute together.

A moment of distraction ensued when Tara started nosing at her finger and Kennedy bopped that nose lightly before digging a treat out of her pocket for the guinea pig to nibble on. "You did good," Kennedy said finally. "Saved all our asses there."

[trigons_child]

"I could not have done it without the rest of you," Raven said. Particularly the maenad's violent end, which still made her shudder. "And I am glad Bobby was there to...cool me off."

[brat_inslayage]

Yeah. Kennedy wasn't bringing up Karla's flamboyantly bloody display, or it'd let on just how much it had grossed her out.

"Boy Scout's useful that way."

[trigons_child]

"I am worried about him and Sookie," Raven said, frowning a little. "I did not like the way the vampire acted as if he owned Sookie, but I am glad Bobby is with her at least."

[brat_inslayage]

"Yeah, how creeptastic was that?" Kennedy directed a glare at no one in particular. "This is me, totally not thrilled by it. If he tries anything with her, I'm portaling back there to stake him myself."

Oh, sure you were, Kennedy.

[trigons_child]

"If we do not hear from her that all is well, I will teleport you there myself," Raven said firmly. She knew Sookie trusted Eric, but still. Vampire.

[brat_inslayage]

Don't encourage her, Raven.

Because yeah. Vampire.

"I've kinda been watching my phone like crazy?"

[trigons_child]

"As have I," Raven said, nodding. "When do you think it is reasonable to worry? More, I mean."

[brat_inslayage]

"Give them until tomorrow night, then worry is excusable," Kennedy decided, more or less at random. "But you know? I kind of already am."

Tara, burrowing under her hand, seemed to agree.

[trigons_child]

"That is why I said worry more," Raven agreed. "I have felt anxious ever since we returned and left them in Louisiana."

[brat_inslayage]

"Because neither of them can ever take a trip home without coming back looking like a tenderized pound of filet mignon?" Kennedy concluded for her.

Kennedy. Not helping.