video ♦ 001 ♦ raven darkholme ♦ day 48

[hidingtiger]

[ It doesn't take long for Raven to figure out how to get the communicator on. It does take her a little longer to decide whether or not she wants to actually do anything with that information, though. When the feed switches on she's sitting comfortably at the edge of the fountain, although the expression on her face is anything but entertained. ]

When I said no, I meant no. I don't know where all this... [ the feed jumps about a bit as she rotates her wrist, but it comes back to normal after a moment or two. ] technology has come from, or why you'd bother disguising it, but it's not happening. I'm not interested.

[ And then she frowns and folds one leg over the other, gaze dropping from the communicator to somewhere to the left of her. She's had enough of talking to the device on her wrist it seems, because after a moment or two the video flips and it becomes apparent that she's stood up and has started to walk through the town.

It lasts a moment longer before her wrist bumps her leg and it cuts out. ]

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Action! <3

[chlorophylliac]

No, not at all. You've just arrived?

[It's barely even a question.]

[hidingtiger]

Am I that obvious? [ It comes with a slightly sheepish grin, pausing a moment before approaching slightly. She can't help it, it's kind of fascinating to see someone - well. Someone like her, in a way. ]

...Are you, too? New, I mean.

[chlorophylliac]

[She nods.]

I arrived yesterday. Though no-one's been here longer than a month or two, as best I can tell.

[A short pause.]

Ivy.

[hidingtiger]

[ It's bizarre to her that Ivy is so open about her differences. A life of hiding has left Raven well and truly convinced that it's the only solution, and she's brought that with her here. Ivy though, Ivy practically flaunts her difference. It's amazing, really.

She's staring, though. Clearing her throat, there's another sheepish smile as she diverts her gaze. ]

Raven. My name is Raven.

[chlorophylliac]

[Raven, really? Well - pot, kettle, she supposes.]

Raven. You can look at me but I do prefer my face as a target.