Room 509, all day Friday
Raven was trying to meditate. She needed to rest her body after being afraid to sleep again the night before (Bobby's birthday present was coming in very handy these days), but after an an unsettling phone call, and then snarling back an answer, she was too on edge to relax at all. (The following phone calls really didn't help, either.)
Meditation wasn't working. Boosts to her shielding only helped for a short time before they weakened against her father's power again. Being with friends helped a great deal, but she was beginning to accept she was putting them in danger with her presence. Trigon could act against them through her -- he'd proven that last night when she'd ended up at Max's house -- and she couldn't bear to think of causing them harm.
Agitated, she began to pace. She didn't want to leave Fandom, but how could she stay now?
[ooc: door is closed, post is open, but I may be slow at times due to the #@&*^% flowers.]
Meditation wasn't working. Boosts to her shielding only helped for a short time before they weakened against her father's power again. Being with friends helped a great deal, but she was beginning to accept she was putting them in danger with her presence. Trigon could act against them through her -- he'd proven that last night when she'd ended up at Max's house -- and she couldn't bear to think of causing them harm.
Agitated, she began to pace. She didn't want to leave Fandom, but how could she stay now?
[ooc: door is closed, post is open, but I may be slow at times due to the #@&*^% flowers.]