Raven

The moment her chakra had been restored to her and her mind and emotions became her own once more, Raven had been furious at being so used by Sebastian. She did not let the anger control her, however, but she had quickly removed the threat to her friends by pulling Sebastian and his followers and the demons into the netherverse, ejecting them into some random hell dimension. It was only fitting.

That taken care of, her next need was home. Away from this place. She wrapped her Soul-Self around her friends, healing them of any injuries they'd suffered to come find her here, and teleported them all back to Fandom. Darkness had just begun to fall as they appeared on the edge of the Preserve behind the dorms.

Except she wasn't sure this was home anymore. The anger and adrenaline faded as soon as they were all safe, now replaced by guilt and shame. Once again her friends had been harmed because of her. "I am sorry," she said quietly. The words weren't nearly enough to make up for what she'd done to them. ( Awkward and confused, she had no idea what to do now. )

[OOC: Preplayed with the wonderful blondecanary, furnaceface, glacial_witch, justwantsquiet, longislandiceme, not_a_parakeet, sith_happened, and weetuskenraider. This is for broadcast, but NFI, and OOC is always happy!]
 

After Raven had fled from Liir when he and the others had begun to awaken, she hadn't known where to go. She was drawn first to the place Max had taken her in the other Fandom -- 29 Chimera Court -- and for a moment she was filled with rage and despair again, along with the urge to tear the building down with her bare hands. But it was obvious it was someone else's home now, so she fled again, teleporting herself to the place where she had died.

There was nothing to mark the place, of course, but she just knew. Kneeling, she touched her hand to the ground. She held no blame for Anakin for striking her down; he had to, or she might have killed him and others in the dorms. She had lost control, like Azar had always warned her could happen. Her teacher had only done what he had to do to stop her.

It would be easier if she could just say it was her other self who was responsible, but it had been she who lost control. She had used her gifts against Tahiri, and then the vampires who tried to attack her and Anakin. She had taken pleasure from pain -- both giving and receiving. She was her father's daughter.

Raven screamed, unable to contain the raging emotions she was trying to keep inside herself, then covered her face in her hands, shaking with silent sobs.


[ooc: Technically open, but she is not likely to talk to anyone she doesn't know, and she's in a verrry bad place. Because I am cruel, and because you cannot spell demon without "emo." If anyone body is looking for her, she's probably sending up an unintentional beacon.]