trigons_child: (Happy)
Raven woke late that morning unable to move.

There wasn't any cause for alarm, however. The reason was because Philia, who had grown to quite a large size since she'd been getting regular and healthy meals in Raven's care, was currently draped across her legs. And as she frequently did, Karina had left her own bed in the middle of the night to climb into Raven's, and was now snuggled against Raven with one arm wrapped around Philia's neck as if she was a stuffed toy.

Raven was content to remain where she was for a few minutes, but eventually she wriggled her way out of bed as quietly and as gently as she could, wanting to let both child and dog continue to rest. Philia opened her eyes, yawned, then promptly returned to the difficult task of sleeping.

After making herself a cup of tea, Raven got comfortable in an easy chair beside her bed so she could go through her phone and check for news or messages (as always marveling, but not questioning, how she could get reception in Glacia).

[Two out of three of the unholy trinity of floral holidays down, one to go. Open for visits/calls/texts!]
trigons_child: (Comic Scan: Watching)
The sudden rush of terror woke Raven before the screams could. Instinctively knowing the source, she quickly got out of her bed and hurried to one of the rooms where the children were sleeping.

She'd moved into the new suite of rooms Karla had given her -- or, rather, the staff had moved her in what seemed a blink of the eye. With three extra rooms now, each with two or three beds, she had room for some of her orphan charges to spend a night or longer with her. Sometimes it was a treat of sorts, to come to the Estate for a visit, but more often it was because she sensed a need for more time with a particularly troubled child. Children were resilient, but some still carried deep scars from the war.

As she already knew, it was Karina who struggled with a nightmare. )

[Quietly open for texts or anyone who might happen to be in Glacia. May be SP while I am trapped in a meeting about how ~*~fun~*~ our new office structure is going to be. :-| ]
trigons_child: (Leaning back)
It had been over three months since Karla and Jaenelle had finally managed to heal the trauma to Raven's mind and restore her memories. Her initial reaction had been joy to remember Karla's face and all she meant to her, but then everything else came crashing down. "Thank you," she'd said. "I remember everything again, but I fear this has all left me quite drained. If you will excuse me, I must go rest for awhile."

Snipped for putting the emo in demon. )

But now Fandom was holding an alumni event, and Raven found herself thinking over these past few months as she debated whether she would be going or not. No, of course she would be going; she could not miss the opportunity to see old friends. And they didn't know her memories had returned, for she'd asked Karla to not tell anyone to give her time to settle.

It was the anxiety creeping in now to disturb the peace she'd found that had her feeling somewhat uneasy. But she refused to let it take hold. She shook her head, took a deep breath, and centered herself, pushing the thoughts away as she put her focus back on the paperwork she was looking over involving expenses for one of the orphanages.

[Open for visits, phone calls, texts, or whatnot. SP because work and running off to doctor's appointment!]
trigons_child: (Gentle smile)
With all the time differences between Fandom and Glacia, not to mention time spent in other worlds, keeping track of just what day it was could just be asking for a headache. So Raven was very much surprised when one of the staff told her she had visitors, and even more surprised when she went outside and found the wagon and its occupants waiting for her, bearing birthday gifts.

Much later, after making certain that all her visitors had full stomachs and a place to spend the night, Raven retreated to one of the Estate's sitting rooms, Philia curled at her feet. She clutched some of her presents to her chest as she read and re-read the letters from the children. She wasn't crying. The sitting room was just dusty, that was all.

[Open for those in Glacia or text/phone calls, but it's late, so SP will be in effect!]
trigons_child: (Studying)
After doing her rounds of the camp to see if anyone needed any healing or help she could offer, Raven retired to her tent. It was a little lonely now, since she'd shared it with Dinah and Momoko before they'd left to take care of tasks elsewhere, but she was used to solitude.

She settled in with the book she was reading, the second in something called "The Raven Cycle." How could she resist a title like that?

[Open for she who needs healing first, then anyone else or texts or whatnot.]
trigons_child: (Hiding face)
After storming out on Dinah and Momoko the night before, Raven had retreated to the netherverse, but she found little solace there from the chaos of her emotions. It wasn't like it had been with her father trying to influence her. That she had known was wrong, and she'd fought it as hard as she could. This was more subtle and insidious, as Eric preyed on her own desire for affection and acceptance.

She knew Dinah and Momoko would never hurt her. But neither would Eric. He couldn't be fooling her empathy, could he? Desperate for answers -- and comfort -- she went directly to Eric's apartment once she emerged from the netherverse.

[For those who know who they are. Warning: extremely dubious consent issues. Also imminent but well-deserved violence.]


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March 2016



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