Raven teleported into her room with fwhomp of displaced air. She looked decidedly thinner than she had when she'd left, since food hadn't exactly been plentiful in Azarath's ruins, and she was looking forward to actually sleeping that night on a real bed ( Read more... )

Raven had been studying in her room when the onions appeared. She eyed them warily at first, remembering when carnivorous vegetables had attacked the island, but these were content to just hurl their taunts, doing their best to cause her emotional distress. But she'd been meditating a great deal since speaking with Professor Sherlock, and her ( Read more... )

Raven didn't have classes today, so she decided to go out for a walk in the park to enjoy the morning ( Read more... )

Raven had rested in her room at the dorms for a short time until she felt strong enough to make the walk back to the campsite. The healing had taken a lot of out of her, and the pain was still working its way out of her system, but she didn't care. The weather was warm and pleasant and if she were any more giddy with joy she would've been singing ( Read more... )

Raven was frowning at her laptop, trying to figure out why the people in this strange online forum were so passionate about the fictional characters of Rumor Gal to the extent that they seemed to sincerely want one of them to "die in a fire" (she had to look up with DIAF meant, and while she agreed that she did not like the character, wishing such ( Read more... )