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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[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."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"A bit sheltered were you?"

[trigons_child]

"A bit," Raven said with a tiny smile. "My home, Azarath, is very isolated."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"And you're here in--whatever this place is." She wasn't too certain this wasn't just a silly caffeine deprived hallucination.

[trigons_child]

"Fandom?" Raven said. She tilted her head, puzzled. "You do not know where you are?" She was certain she'd heard Maladicta's name on the radio in the past, so she wasn't someone new who'd been displaced on the island after all the rifts had closed.

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

Maladicta nodded, grinning a bit. "I know that. But a description of the more... unique qualities is lacking.

[trigons_child]

Raven laughed lightly, shaking her head again. "I do not believe it is fully possible to describe Fandom," she said. "The island is most whimsical in its sense of humor at times, and it is always coming up with new things to do to its inhabitants. Fortunately it seems mostly benign."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"You make it sound like it's alive."

[trigons_child]

"Many cultures believe the land itself has a spirit," Raven said, looking out toward the preserve. "It would not surprise me if the island possessed some form of consciousness." She smiled and shrugged. "Or perhaps it is just the machinery that guides the island's movements that has been programmed to test us with random mischief. I truly do not know."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

Maladicta hummed in amusement as she followed Raven's gaze. "Have you been here long, then? Since you know so much about this place."

So much meaning more than her. Oh, so hard.

[trigons_child]

"Just over a year now," Raven said. Which totally made her an expert! "I arrived at the beginning of summer last year. It was quite different from Azarath, and I have learned much."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"What is your home like then?"

[trigons_child]

"Peaceful, beautiful," Raven said wistfully. "It was created by magic and lies between dimensions. There is no violence there, or strong emotion of any kind."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

Which was lovely and metaphysical, but...

"...sounds a bit boring."

[trigons_child]

"I suspect most people would consider it so," Raven admitted. "Those who dwell there spend most of their time in studies and meditation. There is no excitement, not like here."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"And here you are, where excitement seems to leap out at every corner."

Possibly in the literal way. Just wait. Just you wait.

[trigons_child]

"It has indeed been a learning experience," Raven said. "I could do without some of it, such as the gremlins, but if it is the price I pay for the friendships I had made, so be it."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"I have yet to meet one of these gremlins." Which was probably a good thing all around.

[trigons_child]

"I have only been bitten once," Raven said ruefully, "but my boyfriend has promised me he will tell them to leave me alone. He has a persuasive way with them."