Room 509, Tuesday Night
Raven was meditating before bed as she was wont to do. She opened her mind and let her shields drop a little, enough so that she could send out threads of her power to check on her friends and make sure they were well. It wasn't creepy at all, really. Shhh.
One thread in particular jolted her out of her trance. Not the sensations she was picking up on, though they were certainly interesting, but what they could portend. For a moment she was tempted to send the empathic equivalent of an ice cube down the thread, but that would be rude. And might get blamed on Bobby.
Someone was going to get a lecture tomorrow, oh yes. It was her duty, after all!
One thread in particular jolted her out of her trance. Not the sensations she was picking up on, though they were certainly interesting, but what they could portend. For a moment she was tempted to send the empathic equivalent of an ice cube down the thread, but that would be rude. And might get blamed on Bobby.
Someone was going to get a lecture tomorrow, oh yes. It was her duty, after all!