Raven

Raven had been grateful for Karla's insistence that she stay with her once they returned to the dorms. The thought of being alone again terrified her. But her guilt and sadness made it impossible for her to rest, and since she didn't want to disturb Karla or Gabrielle's sleep, she slipped out of the room to find some place to meditate.

She didn't want to go up to her room; she had no idea what Ariel had been told about her disappearance or return and didn't want to frighten her by suddenly walking into the room. So she retreated to the roof instead. The black nightgown Karla had given her (her own, in fact, which had been left behind after Karla's Virgin Night) would have been little defense against the cold, so she'd taken the white cloak Sebastian had insisted she wear. She didn't like that it was his or that it was stained with Warren's blood, smeared there when she'd hugged Karla, but it was better than freezing.

She was back in Fandom, back home with those she loved, much as the memory of what she'd done to them tormented her. But people had died to bring her back, some willingly, some not. She hadn't asked for that, she never would have asked for that, and now she was scared what the dark magics used to resurrect her body might have done.

Her father was gone, but so was Azarath. Her friends were forgiving, but she could feel the tension beneath their words. Jono was afraid of her -- no, not her. Himself. And she was so weary of being used, by Sebastian, by Trigon, even by Azar.

She didn't know how to begin to make things right. So for now, she huddled in a dark corner of the roof and quietly cried.


[OOC: open! But emo girl is emo. ;) ]
 

Raven had been feeling unsettled all day, even more so than usual. Despite the cold, she went up to the roof to meditate, releasing her Soul-Self to soar over the island. The temperature numbed her to the pain and distracted her from her inner turmoil.

When she spotted the labyrinth below she tried to fly over it, wanting to know what it was. But she suddenly found herself on the other side of the island. Confused, she tried again, and again was shunted elsewhere. There was no flying over the structure, whatever it was. It was magically protecting herself.

She thought about trying to teleport inside but discarded the idea as foolish and instead returned to her body, the bad feeling growing worse. There couldn't be anything good about mysterious structures appearing out of nowhere on the island and not allowing anyone to fly over them. She'd have to tell some adults what she'd seen. But first she stretched out with her empathy, sensing for those closest to her heart. She could feel Jono's presence, but Karla...there was nothing.

Do not panic, do not panic, she is probably off the island on a date with Warren.... Raven fumbled with cold fingers for her phone and sent a quick text to Karla. When no answering text or call came, she struggled to clamp down on the rising panic and fear. But her emotional control was already strained, and she could feel the edges of it starting to snap. Will you stand for this, Daughter? Allow someone to take what is yours? her father whispered.

"No!" she cried, both in answer to the questions and in denial to the asker. She had to keep control and find Karla. She forced the darkness back and tightened her shields, only this time it was more to keep things in than out.

[Mostly establishy, but if you want to poke the demon on the roof, feel free. ;) ]