♐ 001 // [Accidental Voice]

[crisisrain]

[There's an old man walking through the village. He doesn't seem lost, so to speak, but more as if he's just taking a leisurely look around as he attempts to familiarize himself with the new location. Eventually, he comes to a halt at the crossroads near house 27, opening the journal in the hope of finding a map.]

Right... where have I ended up now then?...

[He stands there, glancing around the area and then looking back towards the book. He kept telling himself over and over inside his head that he wasn't lost, how could he get lost? None of this was making any sense at all.]

[OOC: I should probably make this clear. Raven has been retconned, he has no memories of his previous time in Luceti as he's been taken from an earlier timepoint in the canon.]

Comments

clearly i need to sleep more.

[herotypical]

A sign of you remembering me?

[/hopeful]

I should sleep myself...

[crisisrain]

More like, Raven has five letters and Buffy has five letters. It's a perfect match!

crazy uk time zones

[herotypical]

Okay, here's the run down. Me? I'm twenty-four. Process that for a second, Raven. [But she says it with the slightest smile on her face.] And though the flirtation is fun? We're pretty much in the realm of friends. Letter-matching or not. Oh--friends with certain delicious baked good benefits, by the way.

[crisisrain]

... [Though the realm of friends doesn't exist for him yet unfortunately and for some reason, delicious baked goods is making him thing of his mortal enemy; cake.]

How old do you actually think I am?

[herotypical]

[A tentative, hesitant face.] The way you go calling yourself old man? Who knows.

[crisisrain]

I'm thirty-five. Though I guess that does make me an old man compaired to the kids I'm stuck travelin' with.

[herotypical]

Thirty-five? That's--[nothing.] Nope, you're right. You're old.

[crisisrain]

Oh, thanks fer makin' me feel better about my age.

[herotypical]

Well, fine--I've known older. That any kinder?

[There is a strange, gentle jokeyness about the way she treats you, Raven. As crazy as it appears, she truly seems to be comfortable and open around him.]

[crisisrain]

A little kinder I guess...

[Teasing? Nooooooo... ok maybe. Though he's noticed the way you've been speaking to him,. Women don't usually treat him like this so he can't help but wonder just how well he did know you before.]

[herotypical]

I've dated older. There, that's about as kind as I'm willing to get. See, if you'd remembered me at all you'd also remember that I'm a total bully and pretty much as sour as they come.

[...With a smile.]

[crisisrain]

Oh gimme a break! Ya've dated older but ya won't give old Raven a chance? Awww I see how it is. Way ta break my heart in the first instance, Buffy hun!

[herotypical]

Hey! Maybe I'd give you a chance if I weren't so very much already taken.

[No. She still wouldn't. Her definition of an older guy is...different.] But, alas. Buffy Summers is no longer on the wooing market.

[She is strangely elated to be saying this. It's something of a secret that she has been keeping until recently.]

[crisisrain]

Why didn't ya tell me you were taken ta begin with?! I have a policy against hittin' on women with a man... or woman, depends how ya swing... already!

[Ooooh lucky Raven to find out so soon then :3]

[herotypical]

Man. Definite mannage. I'll leave the swinging up to--well, someone else.

[A tilt of her head.] Though, y'know. We did have a date semi-scheduled before you up and left.

[crisisrain]

[Now that's piqued his interest!]

Oh? And what kind of date would this be then? I'm afraid ya'll have ta remind me.

[herotypical]

A taco date. I was going to cook for you, since you did such a good job cooking for me.

[crisisrain]

[Oh sweet, he gets out of having to do the former. Well, in his mind anyway.]

A lovely lady cookin' fer me? How could I possibly say no! But yer gonna have to give me a week or so ta get used ta this place first.

[herotypical]

Take your time. I--[a slight shrug. Here comes the awkwardness.] Sorry about the...y'know, word salad about the you and the me and...everything.

[crisisrain]

Ya've got nothin' to apologise for hun. It can't be easy speakin' ta someone ya remember but they don't remember you! Or, it's not easy fer me anyway haha.

[herotypical]

What? It's gotta be a blast for you. You get to learn the juicy secrets all over again.

[crisisrain]

Juicy secrets work both ways. My worry? People know about me and I don't know who.

[herotypical]

Oh, so--right. You don't even know about how much I know. [Teasingly devious.]

[crisisrain]

And I could be completely lyin' about the whole "not rememberin'" thing.

[herotypical]

Hey. That would just be cruel.