[Raven  is currently in the kitchen, doing her usual and making tea. However, this week is apparently not going to make her 'Top 10 plots' list. Her hair was now black instead of violent, her eyes nearly the same shade. Instead of being ashen, her skin is just ghostly pale, and for anyone who may notice, the chakra from her forehead has gone too.

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If you're not busy, can we meet somewhere? I have questions and apparently you're the one to ask

[Raven's sat in the kitchen, trying to make tea but failing miserably. The previous week she'd only had a little trouble with the pyrokinesis she'd been bestowed with, but now it seemed everything else was trying to sabotage her morning routine. When she tried to fill up the kettle, the water would float away from the tap. When she got frustrated ( Read more... )

[This week hadn't been easy for anyone, but Raven especially had been struggling to maintain control over her normal level of power and her Author given ability to bend fire.

So, having found her usual table in the farthest corner of the library, Raven found a classic and settled into her chair, using the familar words of Poe to calm her nerves. ( Read more... )

[Raven's currently in the kitchen, attempting to make tea; however, she keeps forgetting the stupid talent the Author gave her. Whenever she touches something with both hands, it instantly turns to stone. She learnt this at the start of the week with several books, a door, and much to her disdain, her bed.

Sat next to her on the counter are 2 stone ( Read more... )

[Raven had no idea what to buy for Christmas. She didn't know the name she'd found written across her ceiling, and frankly it was more inconveniant than anything; she hadn't been planning on buying any presents, if only because she was so bad at finding gifts that she knew people would like.

After making herself find some more warmer clothing, she'd ( Read more... )

[Raven, now a whole lot younger, is wandering through the Manor, jumping at every noise and feeling less and less at ease. She didn't know how she'd gotten to be here, where ever 'here' was..it looked absolutely nothing like Azarath, and she was starting to feel scared that something was horribly wrong..]

((OOC: Raven's around 7 years old here, she' ( Read more... )

[As far as plots went, Raven could live with this one. Having first found her credit card, then a small bookstore which sold some English books, closely followed by a coffee shop, she was as chilled out as was humanly possible for her. She had managed to pinpoint where Dende was, but she saw he was with someone, so, hadn't worried too much.

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[When the feed flickers on, it shows Raven holding a mound of light purple fluff. She doesn't look impressed]

Okay, does this belong to anyone?

...well that's...kinda cool..

[Raven is busy admiring her Jack-O-lantern. Happy being 'herself' again, for once she was more than happy to put up with a week of stereotypical halloween-goodness. Plus, the Poe inspired Lantern had left her a little impressed.

Taking one more look at the lantern, Raven takes a picture of it with her blackberry, before ( Read more... )