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raven | 28 | empathic mimicry

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                     There were people staring at him but, Claude had next to no clue at all as to why. He was minding his own busines; riding a horse designed motion in the playground. Today was a free day, he was allowed to do whatever he wanted as long as he came back before nightfall.

“Stop looking at me so weirdly,” Claude muttered under his breath. ‘People outside the labs are so weird’ he concludes internally.

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Raven didn’t question it, she’s seen weirder. “Who said I was looking at you- though you are riding that thing. Like I said, who said I was staring in your direction, maybe I zoned out! Don’t jump to conclusions there son. Take that advice- it will help you later on in life.”  Gosh, this person obviously doesn’t go out much. All the bones in Raven’s body were trying to be patient and kind with this man, even though it was hard work. 

[m3ltdxwn-blog]

“How about we skip the introductions and you try your darndest to stay out of business that isn’t yours?” Dante countered. Obviously this woman liked her precautions and it’s not like Dante could blame her. In a world with rogue mutants running around and ASH agents just salivating to bust a place like this, whatever it was, people like them could never be too careful. “Much is a little bit of a stretch with those frown lines.” He could feel his chances of having his question answered slipping away with each remark but it had been a long day. Scratch that, a long year.

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She inhaled and exhaled deeply, “Little do you know, it’s kind of my business.” Closing her eyes, Raven read him from inside out, curious and annoyed, gifted. She ignored his snarky comment about frown lines and continued on with her day. 

“You’re gifted eh?” Her voice got higher by the end of her sentence. Raven wanted to get inside his head, play with his powers even if she knew it was dangerous. “Mae would love you, if only you just told me who you were and why you wanted to see her.”

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Dante checked the address a second time on the faded piece of paper. This was definitely it, Atlas Club. Wandering inside he approached the first person who looked like they worked there. “Excuse me, do you uh. Do you know if Mae Huang is here?”

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Raven cocked up an eyebrow at the man, “Tell me why and who you are,  and I might just give you the answer.” It’s not that Mae was picky, it’s precautionary, so no one gets harmed. Raven was pretty untrusting at times herself, and she was untrusted most of the time. “Why didn’t you ask one of the bouncers over there? Did I look much nicer?” She was curious, reading this man was hard. His slight frustration and curiosity attacked her head,  almost pleading for the answer. She almost whispered, “what the fuck man?” but she decided against it. 

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[bonnet-bee]

“You’re the real MVP, Raven,” Bee whistled, not even looking to see who might be watching her drink both at work and underage. She took the glass, said a token “salamati” and threw back as much as she could. The drink seared the back of her throat and she made a face trying not to cough.

That guy. She stuck out her tongue and exhaled, blowing a raspberry. “He only ever says shit to me when he’s asking about you. Guess you’re his favorite.” What an unenviable honor. “You ever going to take him up on his offer to ‘lick your spine’ or did he only tell me that he wanted to do that?”

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“Lick my spine?” she asked just to make sure, “That’s fucking disgusting. He has no chance anyways, no matter how many times I tell him that I’m a lesbian, he still thinks I’d make exceptions.” 

“That’s shockingly desperate.” Raven was baffled, “Rude, shockingly rude. What makes him think I can be treated like that anyways.” Usually she didn’t react like this but this was the fifth time in three days. The two women watched Frank walk towards them, annoyance filling both of their minds. Where was Carlos when you needed him...

[bonnet-bee]

Bee tapped her fingers impatiently as she inspected the shine on the bar top, trying to keep up with the low, wordless pulse of jazz until the chatter of two straggling patrons next to her subsumed it. She was antsy: the pre-dawn shift at the Atlas Club was overstaffed, but an hour ago they had been stretched so thin you could call them translucent. The sudden exodus each night always disoriented her no matter how many weeks in a row she taken graveyard shifts, and like always she had found herself at loose ends with little to do. She noticed an impulse to boost the flame a bar customer was cupping in an open hand and considerately ignored it.

Tired eyes and knowing smiles met her as she cased the club, hoping to whisk some menial chore from the hands of another employee. Instead, she spotted Raven across the room. Beata reached over the bar for a water pitcher- pretense, if Mae felt bothered enough to check- and made her way over, topping off the glasses she came across.

“I’m ready to jump out of my freaking skin,” she hissed, once she’d closed the gap. “Like, make a pantsuit out of my skin because I’ll be gone and that’s all you’ll have left of me. I’ve gotta start loading up on morning shifts so I can end the night with the actual revolutionaries and not with fannying around for two hours with nobodies who forgot to set up their designated.”

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Raven was fiddling with her hands before Beata sauntered over towards her. “God, your annoyance is like radiating off you. Also darling, you’re fatigued. It doesn’t hurt to take a break once in awhile.” She chuckled, resting her hand on Beata’s shoulder, “Have a drink, on me.” When she said that, Raven waved her vodka soda’s glass around. You shouldn’t drink on the job, unless you work in a bar, then it’s probably okay. 

“So has that creepy regular hit on you yet? I believe his name is Frank, likes butts and likes to slap them when you aren’t looking for that kind of attention.” Raven asked, curiosity overcoming her. She really hoped it wasn’t just her that old Frank hit on, and even then that man has no luck with her. It’s not that she’s hard to get to, hell she’s desperate; it’s just that her demographic is hard to get to in a place like this. 

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That was what she had said, Willa thought, pressing her temple with her fore and middle finger, hard. Wasn’t that what she had said? This wasn’t going well, that was certain, and she was close to having her grip tighten.

“Do not lie, that is exactly what you meant to do.” Willa accused with a hint of a snarl, before turning her back to Raven and setting off in that direction. She had to find somewhere quiet, somewhere where people were not.

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“And you know that how?” Raven replied, cocking her eyebrow up at the girl, “Like I said I’m curious, I go poking. Didn’t mean to scare you or piss you off. Calm down.” She smiled at Willa, “Sorry if I’m harsh.” The girl had a very stressed vibe coming off her, Raven decided to tone it down. She may be a bitch, but as an empath it’s hard to be stone cold. 

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“You’re predictable, y’know? It’s always the cute ones who look like they might be able to play Tinkerbell. It’s fucking adorable.” He laughed, nudging her. It was weird, this was probably the closest thing he could have to a genuine friendship. She put up with his shit and he could just relax and joke with her. He looked up noticing the girl that she had been speaking about sitting alone. “Give me five minutes.” He smirked, messing up Raven’s hair as he walked away with his drink.

Five minutes was probably generous because damn, the girl had more pent up sexual tension than he knew was possible. He sat across from the girl and it only took a few lingering touches and a smirk to get in her head. It wasn’t surprising that she was already a little attracted to women, so it was easy to exaggerate that and try to direct her lust towards one person in particular. He got up, with the girl following like a excited puppy. “So, this is my friend Raven.” He smirked as he watched a flush creep across her cheeks, “She is very interested in you, my new friend. I think she has a little crush. Why don’t you show her how grateful you are that she noticed you?” He raised his eyebrows at Raven, pushing the cute little blonde towards her, “Pretty sure you owe me one, Raven.”

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As soon as Carlos left, she began to fix her hair that he so kindly messed up. Raven was watching from afar as he chatted up the young girl. She was waiting, and five minutes was generous. A tiny ‘ah!’ sound came from her mouth when she saw Carlos and the girl approaching, not out of surprise but because she finally came. 

“A crush?” Raven tried to act surprised, “Well, someone hasn’t been interested in me in forever.” When the blonde sat beside her, she winked at Carlos when the girl was looking the opposite direction. Raven and the girl, who’s name wasn’t actually Daisy, it was Eliza, chatted it  up. Until Raven decided to take her to the doors of Atlas, leading to her room. She waved at Carlos, signalling that this was a success.

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I do realize, Willa wanted to say, but all she could do was focus on her breathing and her own blinking, buzzing nerves to keep herself in the moment. God, she wished her brother was here. She crossed her arms, seeming to hug herself. It took another few moments of respite, but she spoke again, “You do not know anything of my thoughts, or what is special. Leave me alone.”

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“I don’t know your thoughts-” Raven was frustrated, “- for the last time, I know your emotions. There is such a difference? Why can’t people get that?” She began to mumble to herself, forgetting Willa was there for a moment. Despite her run off, Raven composed herself again. “I’m sorry that my curiosity is so well- dangerous and or harmful. “ As she said the last two words, her head bobbed back and forth- attempting to apologize for playing around with her power. “Didn’t mean to get all up in your junk.”

[willaoreilly-blog]

“Wh-what?” Willa winced, taking another step away. She was losing her hold, she could feel it, and this woman was so flippant toward the circumstance. She had supposed there were those with supernatural abilities out there, but she hadn’t ever met anyone like her brother and herself before. This was too stressful, too much for Willa to keep in perspective. Raven’s energies reappeared, and Willa whined quietly, bringing her hands to her head. “St-- - stop.”

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She came out of her small trance with Willa’s powers herself, “You really need to relax.” Raven was chuckling to herself, “It’s like- it’s like you just don’t realize. You aren’t the only powered person in this big ol’ fucked up world darling. I’m not going to sugar coat it, you’re not special but your power is. I’m not even that special, but my power is. Do you get it yet? There’s more of us, just with different gifts or whatever you’d like to call them.” Raven had a smug look on her face, like she just schooled an innocent young woman. Didn’t mean to scare her, but after all that I guess it was an accident. Curiosity is a dangerous part of human nature. 

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For a moment, Willa felt an energy similar to her own swirling about the room. Raven suddenly had a reach, a feel for the lights, and Willa’s eyes widened. It had gone quickly as it had come, and Willa was alone again, but newly startled.

“Be – - careful,” Willa warned, frowning. She was growing more uncomfortable, and a little frightened, which didn’t bode well. “I didn– - I have not met someone with -” Willa pressed her lips together, humming anxiously. It took more focus now, to keep her grip on the lights relaxed. She took a step back, “Ravens are ill-omens.”

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“Willa means resolute protection, but I don’t believe that’s very true when it comes to you. At least if you keep flip flopping your emotions like that.” Raven retorted, “If I’m an ill omen, then I guess you’re a little fucked aren’t you?” 

“Ill-omen my ass.” She thought to herself as she fiddled in Willa’s head to get to her abilities again. Raven thought they were getting along well until she decided to say that, and for some reason that comment left a sour taste in Raven’s mouth.  Closing her eyes, focusing in on the discomfort in Willa’s body, Raven saw the flashing lights once more. 

[willaoreilly-blog]

So this woman had power, and an insight into other people. That was interesting, and certainly explained the brightness. Willa became a little uncomfortable when Raven said so, because she felt that it was a bad idea to fiddle about inside her mind. It was balanced precariously enough as it was.

“I am called Willa,” She said softly, blinking once. “You can read minds?”

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“Nice to meet you Willa.” Raven said, “Read minds? Not exactly, it’s more like read your emotions and then powers.” She tapped into Willa’s curiosity to access her powers, Raven’s own curiosity fueling it.  When she closed her eyes, her head jerked back. What was she seeing? It was like little lights dancing in her mind, who’s body was she in? Did it hurt them? 

Her eyes seemed to open suddenly, as if she just woke from a nightmare. Willa’s power- it gave her a weird tingling sensation she couldn’t explain. Raven wanted to explore more- she wanted to learn this power, she wanted to use it. She smiled to herself and whispered, “Cool.”

[willaoreilly-blog]

Willa could tell the other woman was being snarky, but didn’t much care. She looked at Raven and, ever so slightly tilted her head, finding that her nerves were considerably more active than most people’s were. Willa gingerly swirled about Raven’s lights, marveling at the prickling colour.

She smiled a little, “What are you thinking?”

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“About how cool your little gift was- if I was being completely honest.” Raven smiled, “I can uh- read those things, don’t be alarmed by that.” Raven was completely fascinated by Willa’s power. Her own excitement must be just lighting her head up like fireworks. “The name, the name is Raven.” This sensation was strangely satisfying, never has Raven been more happy in years.  

[willaoreilly-blog]

“Do you think everyone experiences everything differently? Perhaps… perhaps my green is someone else’s blue; how could we ever tell the difference?”

[ravenholmes-blog1]

“Well someone is feeling philosophical today... You totally just blew my mind.” Raven sarcastically replied then snorted, rolling her eyes. Raven felt the two girls going into one’s brain when she read her power and seemed to subconsciously use it back. “Whoa.” She whispered, she never felt that sensation before. The weirdest part was that the woman seemed very grounded about it- or she thinks she is anyways.

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[gamestrxng]

Dexter tensed when he heard someone speak to him, and he looked up while simultaneously pulling his hood down a little further. “It’s – it’s not,” he spoke quietly in response, looking back down at the dog to make sure it was still a dog. His lips tightened, nerves set on alert. “No. My brother doesn’t let me keep pets.”

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“That’s a shame, you seem to really care about all the animals.” Raven sighed, “You don’t need to be so tense, I promise I won’t judge nor hurt you- I feel everything that you’re feeling. Trust me when I say it’s putting an annoying pain in my head.”