Dec 23, 2009 02:53
[Tis the season for little miracles, yes?
Well, fortunately for the Titan crew, Raven's body begins to float down so that she's actually resting on the bed. There's a groan, and she slowly opens her eyes.
To find her room. Decorated. For Christmas.
And of course, despite the pain she's in, only one thing can escape her lips.]
Bah. Humbug.
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You're awake! Are you alright?!
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[Note the lack of sarcasm.]
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I wouldn't mind some tea. As long as it's herbal.
[She's conveniently not looking at the camera.]
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[And so we can assume that he is given her room number, so he retrieves some teas and goes up to Raven's room. There is a bag over his shoulder as well as the tea kettle and cup carefully balanced in his hands when he uses his foot to knock on the door.]
Raven! It's me.
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Raven is sitting up and still bandaged up. She doesn't look too bad, but the half demon definitely appears tired.
Her nose is buried in a book, and she doesn't pick her head up from it.]
You can have a seat.
[There are no chairs, so it's either the floor or the corner of the bed. She does not specify what she'd prefer.]
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Thanks... here. I didn't know which one to get you so I got the one that sounded the most healthy.
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