Embarrassing situations were not something Raven liked, her pride was damaged and it wasn’t a good feeling. Sadly it happened a lot, this time she had managed to her hair stuck between two solid doors in The Order, a distressed mewl escaping the young lady. Instead of pulling the door open, she figured sliding through the already apparent gap as they were closing was a good idea.
If it was just a little bit of hair, she would of gladly yanked it from between but her hair being so long, a good portion of it was trapped, meaning she couldn’t even move her head side to side. Alvis being no help was so ever, just perched on her head, mocking her by laughing. She could tell by the tone of his evident cawing and wing flapping that he was amused.
‘ One day bird, I’ll make stew out of you.’ She wouldn’t but sometime’s Raven wanted to. Now she was just standing in the hall, elbowing the door repeatedly, in attempt to open it, but the blasted doors needed two hands and all of her STRENGTH, unfortunately for her. Killing Akuma was much simpler than this. Calling for help was out of the option, she’d rather swallow her own blood before her pride.