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A flutter of crows swarm him before a figure steps out.
Once she's in the clearing, the crows are gone.
"Kaleb." She greets. ( @ravens-return )
Kaleb wasn't surprised by this as he normally would be.
"Raven. A pleasure to make your acquaintance so soon."
How's the hand? You leveled up yet? ( @ravens-return )
Hand is... hell, better than great.
A hole punched through reality, a crimson steel right hand having punched the hole. The joints hissed a bit of steam as they unlocked, fingers lightly flexing.
"Not bad, huh?"
"If I miss you hard enough, will you appear?" Raven said to his alter, placing food near it. ( @ravens-return )
Kaleb formed once more, this time behind Raven.
"Hypothetically yes, although with how I exist now you could also end up causing time to break a little... although not nearly enough as a truly infinite multiverse would break, thankfully. That would... well, true infinity when grasped will cause itself many problems."
Raven stood before his altar with a bottle of a demonic magician's essence. She thought hard about it, before simply speaking out loud.
"Uh, Kaleb? I'm here with an offering. And I have food." Raven said out loud. ( @ravens-return )
Kaleb reappeared once more, leaning on his altar, eyes on the bottle.
"...so, what's with the bottled demonic presence?"
"I took your advice. But the rift is still there. Now what?" ( @ravens-return )
"Huh? Sorry, I'm still human, what advice was that again? I forgot."
Raven's four eyes spill tears at his altar. She has black shadow-like ink staining her palms up to her elbows.
"Please. I ask for your guidance." She told his altar, placing a tray of meat pies on his bench.
Kaleb formed from static once more, wiping Raven's cheek with the end of his hoodie.
"...what seems to be the problem, Raven?"
"I hear you're hiding someone." ( @ravens-return )
"You hear right, but I hide a lot of someones. I'm gonna need more specifics. Too many names, too many people."
How do you come up with a personal tag for Jinx and Raven?
(Oh, hello! Hi! So, most unique tags are just me workshopping them to see if they work. Sometimes I change them for better ones. Raven and Jinx's tags are admittedly basic.
#daughteroftrigon - pretty much just Occam's Razor. Raven is, of course, the daughter of... Trigon.
#fortunefavorsthebold - more of a unique one. Jinx's entire thing outside of casting Thunderwave is bad luck. Fortune favors the bold is a saying about how good luck (fortune) favors those who go out seeking for it (the bold). So I put it there because of the luck ideas. Also because I think I was listening to the band Fortune.
shit's fucking peak.)
