#p:raven

[nyenashastri-blog]

Date: August 28th  23:30 Location: SSV Concord (Medical Bay) Status: Closed @ravenayres​ 

She had woken up disoriented, her mind taking several minutes to drag itself out of a drug induced slumber. The world had somehow seemed out of proportion when she managed to open her eyes, nothing quite sitting right in her mind. With a groan she sat up, dragging her legs to the edge of the bed, letting them hang down. All at once she felt a terrible throbbing sensation rushing across the left side of her face, and a noise of discomfort escaped her throat. Gingerly she touched her cheek, only to discover a cotton gauze held down with tape covering nearly half of her face, including her eye. That explained why nothing quite looked right. It felt dry to her probing fingers. Recently changed, Nyena thought blankly. 

As she sat there, the memories of the two days before rolled over her like waves, crashing through her confused state and dragging her back to the present. Her head darted up, quickly swiveling around the room to take in all the bodies that surrounded her. Pyre, Thane, Augustus, Raven; they were all there. Cypress stood over Thane’s unconscious form, tending to one of the IVs going into the man. Nyena gave him a brief nod in acknowledgment. A vague memory of arriving back on the Concord had come back to her. Nerves shot and over exhausted, Cypress had attempted to tend to her wound and in reply she curtly told him, “Just fucking sedate me.”

Already irritated by the bandage covering her face, she began to gently peel off the tape, lifting the gauze off to reveal the large gash beneath. Her bones ached as she stood, turning towards the small mirror than hung on the wall. It was difficult to look at. Undoubtably it would leave a scar that would mar her face, possibly for good. The edges were angry and red, held together by what must have been over thirty stitches.  However Nyena was more concerned with her synthetic eye, which lacked its familiar glow. “Fucking fantastic”, she muttered. She had no sight in her left eye. 

At the sound of a quite groan echoing through the quite room, Nyena turned to see Raven’s body stirring. Slowly she made her way over to the doctors bedside, collapsing in a chair that had already been pulled along side it, most likely by another vigilant crew member. At first she said nothing, watching Raven pull herself out of the drugged induced sleep Nyena had just fought off. When their eyes locked, Nyena released the breathe she didn’t realize she had been holding. 

“You,” Nyena paused, her eyes roaming over Raven’s pale form, “Look like shit.” The mechanic had never been one for much tact, even when in her best moods

[issa-is-archive]

Feelings Friday | Raven & Issa

@ravenmikaelson

After Issa and Raven made plans, the two girls separate ways, Issa running off to the sketchy liquor store 4 blocks from campus that never carded her if she flirted with the owner. Even though she had a cheap jug of wine she had barely touched, she picked up another one - white, of course - so her and Raven could properly do this ‘get drunk and talk about Raven’s feelings’ things. The last thing Issa wanted was to think about, or talk about, Noah anymore, so Raven’s love life problems would be a welcome distraction. 

It took Issa about 25 minutes to run to the store, get the jug, and get back to her apartment, leaving her only a few before Raven showed up, so the girl pulled out her wine glasses, pouring them each a hefty one to start, and cleaned off her bed so they could sit and be comfortable. As she was doing that, she heard a knock. “Come in, it’s unlocked!” Issa called, picking up the wine glasses and moving towards the door so she could greet Raven with the glass right away. “Ta da!” she said, holding it towards the other girl with a grin. “We’re very well-stocked.” 

[samanthashford]

Into the Fray|| Sam & Mystique [FUBAR Friday]

Samantha had come for a story--surprise surprise. Her recorder on in her pocket, a pen behind her ear in case she needed to jot anything down last minute (hands and arms would always work when paper was missing), but even as she pushed her way toward the front of the crowd, she could feel the tension rising--and it wasn’t because of Thomas’ speech (which, all things considered, wasn’t too bad for such a controversial candidate). The saddest part was, when the first gun shot rang out across the park, Samantha wasn’t even surprised. She froze--as did most supporters (and reporters) in the crowd--and looked around for the source, watched with her breath catching in her throat as men in masks, guns at the ready, charged into the crowed and a dozen more gun shots followed suit. From what Samantha had come to understand in her weeks in the city, this was just another basic day in NYC, but it was her first time in the fray.

It didn’t take long for the gunned agents to find their intended target: anyone that qualified as a “visible mutant” and as Samantha ducked out of the way of another stray bullet, the world around her seemed to dissolve into slow motion--the screams echoing in the back of her head, shoulders brushing past her as the crowd ran for their lives, and she didn’t even hear the shots anymore--not over the ringing in her ears. Whatever organized event there had been here an hour ago, it was dissolved, exploded--and then the first body fell.

Samantha forgot to move, forgot to breathe as the blood ran across the sidewalk and spread toward her shoes. She might have stood there forever, frozen to the spot, had she not noticed a gun rising just feet away, not noticed the target--a woman standing behind her and already mid-fight. “Look out!” Sam yelled, and ran her as quickly as her legs--finally moving--would take her. 

[alaskacollinsbro-blog1-blog]

Fireproof | Alaska and Raven

Seven years. After seven years, Alaska and Raven were almost right back where they’d started. At least they didn’t have to worry about introductions. Alaska knew she would never forget every part of Raven she’d leaner before- body, personality, quirks… But she also knew she’d have to re-learn everything all over again. Seven years changes people, she knew that firsthand. And that was what tonight was for. There was nothing Alaska wanted more than to finally really know Raven. It was still hard to believe she was actually back, and Alaska was determined to spend as much time with her as possible, to get to know her as well as she possibly could. Despite what Raven said now, Alaska was still terrified she’d wake up one morning just to find that it was all too good to be true, and Raven was gone.

Because of that, Alaska now found herself rummaging through her closet, just like she did before, any time she had been heading out with Raven. Whenever something was important, indecisiveness hit her, just like it was now. She pulled two dresses out of the closet, one a deep purple that came down to her mid-thigh, the other mint green with a white top and lace overlay that came down to her knees. Holding them up to her body in front of the mirror, she decided on the mint green, and after 10 minutes, she was on her way, pulling her hair back and away from her face on the way to Raven’s room. She gently knocked on the door when she got there, swinging it open just a bit after she knocked. “Do I get to come in, or do I have to wait in the hall?” She asked with a smile, peering into the room.

[sgtadamfoley-blog]

Beaches || Adam x Raven

Adam kicked his feet as he stepped into the sand, he was perfectly used to dealing with sand, after years in Afghanistan he'd become accustomed to it; it's shifting ways and it's habit of getting into absolutely everything. One thing, however, he had managed to avoid was the icky feeling of sand in his shoes, certainly he had tipped ounces and ounces of sand out of his moon boots in the past but it wasn't quite like this. On this particular occasions Adam had settled for a neat pair of Vans and without socks they simply couldn't combat the sand beneath his feet, so just a few short steps in it was time to lose them.

"It is a beautiful night" he vocalized in agreement with something Raven had said earlier as he bent over to take off his shoes, hooking them with his fore and middle finger and letting them hang in his hand in a neat pair. "You wander the beach on your own often or do you always find company?" he asked her curiously.

[hotfishermason-blog]

Make This Work >> Raven & Fisher

Fisher had been seeing more of Raven lately, but it was obvious that in the past few weeks things between them had changed. Of course he still had feelings for Raven, he still thought she was an amazing girl, but lately he'd been less focused on his love life and more focused on being a father to Maverick. Things were finally starting to return to a state of normal, be it an altered state of normal, and while he wasn't even entirely sure of his intentions for the night he was glad that Raven had agreed to come over.

By some miracle he'd managed to get Mavi to sleep and then he ventured into the kitchen, he wasn't much of a cook, and since he was a vegitarian he only cooked vegitarian alternatives, but he'd managed to whip up a pasta dish that he thought would be enough to make him seem like a decent enough cook. He wasn't sure if Toby would be home at all tonight, but he wanted to ensure that he and Raven would have enough privacy to talk, and hopefully get a few things sorted out. Pulling his phone out of his pocket he quickly typed out and sent a message to Toby, 'Hey... Raven's coming over for dinner tonight, just a heads up.' He watched as his phone confirmed the message as sent and placed it down on the counter, letting out a long sigh he pulled a glass from the cupboard and proceeded to pour himself a glass of ice tea, it wasn't exactly a beer, but he had all but given up drinking after his last binge. Taking a sip from the glass he leaned back against the counter and awaited Raven's arrival, when he heard the knock at the door he hurried towards it, puling it open anixiously. "Hey" He greeted Raven with a nervous smile, unsure if he should go in for a hug, or just keep his distance, the way he'd been trying to over the last few days.

[hotfishermason-blog]

Spin That || Fisher & Raven

Fisher loved his job at the radio station, and one of his favorite things about it was finding new talent to appear on the show, to showcase the locals in a way that not a lot of station did anymore. Tonight he had his mind set on nabbing one of the city's most popular dj's as a guest spot on his show and while he was used to talking to celebrities he had to admit he was a little nervous to meet Raven, he was a fan.

Fisher had arranged to meet in a local nightclub, he thought the atmosphere would be a comfortable meeting place, he needed to see if he had any chemistry with the dj and he felt it was easier to find out in a club than his office. He ordered himself a soda at the bar, reminding himself not to mix business and pleasure, though that had always been his weakness, he sat at a booth and waited. He didn't have to wait long until he spotted Raven, recognizing her from one of her any event posters plastered across the city. He waved her over with a friendly wave and stood offering his hand to the girl in greeting as she neared, "Raven... it's such a pleasure, I'm such a big fan." he spoke confidently and professionally, but somehow he still came across approachable.