Who are you?

[blackest_bird]

Emotions always stand out to her, especially when she meditates. Something she's been doing a lot of lately. This time something stood out to her, almost called out to her, demanding her attention. The source was quite a distance away which made it all the more impressive that it reached her. It's that strong

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[last_joke_x]

There was almost a snarl in his breathing as he went along the street. Eyes covered by the shadowing scowl he was clearly showing on his recently cut face. He was not in the mood to deal with much and he finished cataloging the evidence he took back from the recent assassination attempt on his life. But then it came upon him like a fog. A fog on the brain one could say. Almost how someone could feel a calling when receiving something they don't recieve much of or at all.

But it turned. It wasn't natural. It was in a manner but at the same time he felt like he was being watched. Not as if being watched by eyes by by hands. Though he starts to feel his emotions calm, his mind is jumping about a bit more. But finally he stops completely in his tracks and slowly starts to look up.

[blackest_bird]

Her head tilts. He sensed her. Curious.

She doesn't hide from him. She simply acknowledges his attention.

[last_joke_x]

And when those eyes finally see her, they narrow a bit. He has an idea who she is. Something different stings to the side of his face though. He can't place it just yet. Those eyes stare from behind the domino mask, but he is ready to grab any of the weapons close to hand if need be.

"Raven."

And his mind does recall who she is. Though more from his files then personal reasons.

[blackest_bird]

"Yes."

She lowers herself down to street level, seemingly unconcerned about her personal safety.

"Who are you?"