We Drank a Toast to Innocence, We Drank a Toast to Now

[areallygoodbook]

WHO: Raven and Malchior.
WHERE: Some coffee shop. Raven practically lives in these places, I swear.
WHEN: Backdated to the day after this.
WARNINGS: The coffee is hot.
SUMMARY: Catching up.
FORMAT: Quicklog.

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[darkprophecies]

[ She slipped into the coffee shop a little later than planned, but that's the sort of thing that happens when working for a large company, or a powerful man like Tony Stark. She was hardly dressed the way she used to - what would have been a complete women's business suit before had transformed into something much more revealing and short, with just a hint of professional quality to it. It was enough that she could get away with it.

And upon seeing him, her eyes lit up, followed by a wave as she headed over. ]

[areallygoodbook]

[Upon spotting her, Malchior smiled, pocketing the book-- which was far too large for the pocket of his pants, but seemed somehow to fit regardless. If he was surprised at her change in attire, it didn't dim the smile on his face in the least as he slipped out of his seat to greet her.]

It's good to see you again, Raven. You look more radiant than ever.

[darkprophecies]

[ That motion was anything but ignored, but she decided not to say anything - she was more than aware of his skills in magic, and chocked up the book trick to just that. However, in remembering his more proper etiquette, she greets him with a light kiss on the cheek before smiling. ]

Thank you, Malchior. I've missed seeing you.

[areallygoodbook]

I'm glad to see you well.

I imagine you'd like to get something?

[It was, after all, her lunch break, and he had promised it would be his treat.]