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[creator_raven]

Things have, perhaps, not been so interesting lately

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[thedoctorwho]

It's been some time since the Doctor has spoken with Ace's adoptive brother. In fact, it's fair to say that this Doctor has never before met Raven.

Which, he decides, is all the more reason to pop over.

"There are planets where you'd be hailed as an artistic genius for that," he notes.

[creator_raven]

Raven looks up, laughing.

"Possibly this is true, I think. Though some are often more fond of knitting."

[thedoctorwho]

"There are a few of those as well," the Doctor agrees. "Big universe, after all. There's even one planet I know of where the chief form of artistic expression is through highly ritualized suicide. As you might imagine, it hasn't exactly caught on elsewhere."

[creator_raven]

"Possibly it is a world the cousins like quite well, yes?"

Well, if they have open air funerals, at least.

Er.

[will_scarlett]

Will notices the familiar man, who seems to be creating a piece of jewelry or something and walks over to the bar and asks for an ale and Master Raven's usual and carries them,

"Good even, Master Raven, I believe I owe ye a drink,"

And does a cautious smile, that first meeting was rather strange and Will's not taking too many chances.

[creator_raven]

Raven looks up, grinning.

"I am not so much for owing, I do not think. But whiskey is rarely so bad a thing, yes?"

Raven is not one to refuse free anything.

Ever.

[will_scarlett]

"Nay, whiskey tis a lovely thing,"

And returns the grin, so far Raven's seeming as unthreatening as before, just a little off kilter.

[creator_raven]

"Cookies are, perhaps, often better. Still."

Raven might give a slightly mournful look to his empty plate.

[nitro_is_ace]

"Hallo, Adobebutt. Arts 'n' crafts day?" Ace asks curiously as she drops first a green box and then a purple box on the table. Both are decorated with pictures of young girls in green and brown uniforms.

It's that time of year again.

Well.

It is somewhere. Somewhere that Ace visited recently, evidently.

[creator_raven]

Raven makes a face at his sister.

"Possibly no?"

He is eyeing her cookies shiftily, however.

Oh dear.

[nitro_is_ace]

"Geeze, I bring y'cookies, an' all I get are denials. It's tragic, that's what it is. I should go back t'the TARDIS an' eat them all m'self." Ace announces, flopping into the seat opposite.

The boxes are still on the table.

Being tempting.

[creator_raven]

Raven, who is always sweet and kind and nice, flicks the paperclip chain at Ace and dives for the cookies.

Er.

[scaredbybook]

Why have the waitrats not noticed? Kira has a chocolate confection again, but she is also vigilant. Watchful. Alert.

"Hello!" And extroverted.

"How are you?" She looks over the collection of interesting things. The couch may be occupied, but a chair is not. Kira sits.

[creator_raven]

Raven looks up, grinning.

The end of the paperclip chain hits his nose.

"I am well enough, I am thinking. And you?"

[scaredbybook]

Is it a terrifying new weapon?

"Pretty happy. I'm missing the good things about home, but I think it's just that I'm Bound and there's winter out there. The lake party was good for breaking that up."

[creator_raven]

Raven grins very brightly.

"That, I think, was entertaining. Also it is moving toward spring, yes?"

[winged_defender]

She's making her usual rounds, zooming around up in the rafters, when she sees someone she hasn't talked to in a while.

And...huh. That's interesting.

Peach drops down to perch on a chair, cocks her head to one side, and watches Raven.

[creator_raven]

Raven looks up from his paperclip chain, eyes black and bright.

He blinks at Peach, head tilting in turn.

"You, I think, are for having been busy?"

[winged_defender]

"Not too bad," she says, after just a brief pause. "About the usual, really. What's up with you?" Still watching him closely.

[creator_raven]

Raven grins, a little crookedly.

"Things, I think, are mostly much the same."

Mostly.