[Thirty-Seventh] Monster Vanquished

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I already remembered Masada.

Laylat al-Qadr, the birth of Jesus, and Daniel 8:15-17, now... those are new.

Thanks for not dipping into the werewolf memories. I'd sooner think about ancient history.

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Were you there?

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That or it's some trick of the City. But... more than likely, yes.

Raven... [kind of ronery, and not sure how to say it] ..Are you busy?

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I'll bring tea. [She says it firmly and as if it would make everything better and thank you, Raven is well aware of how elderly that makes her sound, but tea will be served.]

And chocolate. Unless you feel like a run through the Underground instead.

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That sounds nice. [better than nice! But he's kind of awkward about it and speaking of...] I don't want to trouble you, Raven.

[for a moment wonders if killing monsters would help (it usually does), but decides having little sister there is more important--reminds him there's more to him than a freaky mystical prophet thing] No--tea and chocolate. Please.

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[and she melts through the floor in a pool of black, tea in one hand and a box of brownies in the other.]

Trouble is when the newest villain on the block decides to rob a bank at 4 in the morning; it is not tea and chocolate. [With her big brother, but that can be left unsaid.]

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[looks up (this is all totes before BH gets up in his koolaid btw, I hope XD]

That sounds inconvenient. [smiles a little, glad to see her, so glad, in fact, that he abstains from hugging just for her sake] ..What are those? [p-predates brownies]

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It was, and I told them as much. Just not necessarily with words.

[let's go with that, yes. |D also, looking at him, an eyebrown arching in something like disbelief.]

Brownies. [waving the box at him to punctuate.] You've ... never had brownies before?

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Talking with fists is my favorite kind. [and he's not afraid of Raven knowing - he's totally relaxed into the idea that she accepts him for who and what he is....except possibly where confectionery treats are concerned]

No. [gets up and goes over to inspect them] ...Something from your world?

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Something from my time, more likely. [She's tinkering about, looking for cups and something to boil water with; it's useful being able to move things with your mind sometimes.

She opens the box and holds it out toward him.] Try one; they're good, I promise.

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Oh... I keep forgetting you're from the future. [reaches over to take one, examining it closely--not because he doesn't trust her, he is v. v. curious] Thanks.

[pauses, not biting it yet--looks over towards the kitchen sink area] Did you want me to make the tea?

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[She quirks a smile and waves for him to eat the brownie.]

I'm not cursed; I'll make the tea this time. [As thank you for all the previous times he'd gotten her tea, but who says everything they mean these days anyway? Consequently, she'd found the kettle (pot?) earlier and water was already sitting on the stove.]

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[takes a bite--it looks just like a tiny cake! but it tastes a lot better, and in two more bites is gone - oh, Gabe, no manners]

Mmmmm. [approves greatly of these brownies, goes over to try sneaking another one] They're good. [looks over at her] Are you having one? ["before I eat them all"]

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Later. [Oh look, there goes the kettle. Tea is made and placed before either of them before Raven sits down -- we are assuming a table, Gabe XD -- and tilts her head at him intently.]

So... do you want to talk about it? [They could always sit and have tea and brownies instead; Raven knew better than most about the need for privacy after all.]

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[looove tables; sits across from her, putting hands in his lap]

I don't know. [struggles to find the words, not used to talking about it, and meditates on a bite of brownie for a moment - Raven deserves some kind of explanation] I'm just a person. I don't think I'm very good at what I do. [and the crux of it] ...I think if I'm all it takes to be an angel, we're all in trouble.

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[they are terribly useful~ she reaches for a brownie and nibbles at it as he speaks. When he gets to the angel part, her eyes widen a little in surprise; she'd known that he was something more, but -- and her mouth quirks up a little at the irony of it all.]

You've been holding out on us. [there's a dry humour in her voice that tells him that while she's surprised, it doesn't change anything about how she sees him. For better or for worse, big brother; no special treatment just because you might have a hotline to God.]

And if you're not good at what you do, Van Helsing, then there's no hope left for the rest of us. I don't think I've ever met someone with more enthusiasm for their job.

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[weak grin] I didn't want anything to be different between us... and I'm not 100% sure. It just seems likely. [now that he's been clubbed over the head with all the information]

You really think so? [obviously pleased as hell, and if she wasn't sitting faaar on the other side of the table, he would snuggle--so maybe that's for the best] That... means a lot. Thank you.

[ooc; dlkfmlml ♥ I-I've been meaning to ask how you're getting on bb]