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[creator_raven]

Raven is only a little dusty as he drops from the rafters to a booth, feathers shifting to coattails in a flutter of black

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[shadowsfound]

Raven doesn't have to worry about cookie-nabbing from Kevin. This may be the one Bar patron who never eats those.
The copper, though? Yep. He's eyeing it, before he remembers not to stare.

[creator_raven]

Raven does not so much mind staring.

He is pretty!

He is also bending the copper into a very complicated inverted spiral when he looks up at Kevin and grins.

"You are fond of jewelry, perhaps?"

[shadowsfound]

"Sometimes," he answers with a similar grin. "I'd be better at the making than the wearing, I think. Not so photogenic as some folks."

[creator_raven]

Raven snorts.

"That, I think, is not so much a thing that matters. So."

[shadowsfound]

Kevin smothers a laugh. "Which do you think?"

[creator_raven]

Raven just blinks at him.

"It is so much a question, that?"

[shadowsfound]

"Nah," Kevin shrugs. "I know most of it. Being Kevin-who-watches suits me.Just now?" abandoning the semi-cryptic. "I was trying to figure out why you didn't keep flying."

...his mun is preparing to strangle him. Oh yeah.

[creator_raven]

Raven tilts his head a little farther.

"It is not so much a thing that stops, that."

[shadowsfound]

"Good," and he takes a different tack*. " if you threw your name, I'd have a better chance of having caught it."

[creator_raven]

Raven laughs, head tilted back.

"They call me Raven. It is descriptive, I think."

Beat.

"It is so for you, perhaps, as well?"

[shadowsfound]

"Usually, yes," he agrees.

He also swipes a cookie that goes into his pocket, for later.