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Raven ([personal profile] crisisrain) wrote2011-02-14 11:23 pm

♐ 006 // [Action | Filtered to Casey]

[Love, love, love love love, love love, love love... that's all that's being thrown across the journals today. Raven recalled some weird blue guy mentioning Valentine's Day back during that perv fest. So at first he just thought that he'd just ignore it, but he thought of all the gorgeous women in Luceti... then he thought of her... and it went all downhill from that point onwards.  As much as Raven enjoys flirting with women, if this is a ~*special day of true love*~ then he should probably go and see the one woman he does genuinely care for. No matter how much he tried to talk himself out of it, he knew he'd regret it if he didn't.

He fumbled around his room for a while, thinking of what to take her as a gift. Seeing as Luceti doesn't have her favourite type of flower, and he didn't want to make it look like he was trying to flirt, he decided on something quite sneaky instead. Not a gift in the sense of "here have a present on Valentine's Day!" but something more subtle.

So here he is knocking on her door, hoping a certain douchebag isn't home.]

[OOC: They're both unaffected by this event too! Hooray, we're awful people.]

[identity profile] divinearrow.livejournal.com 2011-02-16 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
[she opens her mouth to raise more questions, but instead she stops herself and just looks down at the bow. of course she would never think that the girl in question was her.]

I apologize.

[she then holds the bow back out to him.] This must mean a lot to you, then. While it's true I was once its owner, I could never take away anything that could have a great significance to you.

[identity profile] divinearrow.livejournal.com 2011-02-16 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
[looks at him.] Are you sure?

[identity profile] divinearrow.livejournal.com 2011-02-16 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
[she glances at the bows and lets out a small sigh and half smile.]

I suppose you're right. [she brings the bow closer, and while she wasn't trying to to show it, it was clear on her face that she was actually quite happy to have her bow again. in a world filled with strangers, the bow brought a sense of peace and security for the young knight.]

Thank you, Raven.

[identity profile] divinearrow.livejournal.com 2011-02-16 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
A condition? [...well she supposed it was only reasonable. even if it was her bow, he had been holding onto it.]

What is it?

[identity profile] divinearrow.livejournal.com 2011-02-16 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
[sure. a fist right to the kisser.]

All right. [she was a bit curious as to who this person was, but it was more of an idle curiosity. digging into one's business wasn't really her thing.

however, a thought does occur to her.]
This wasn't the reason why you stopped by, was it?

[identity profile] divinearrow.livejournal.com 2011-02-16 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
[she's still giving him a bit of a look at the "keep her company" bit. really, what was he thinking? they've only talked twice.

but at his "condition", she blinks.]


"Hang out" with you Saturday? [she muses a bit.] Hm...I suppose that's fair. You did mention that you also used the bow, and I'm a bit curious as to your skills.

[identity profile] divinearrow.livejournal.com 2011-02-16 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[grins.]

If you did, I would feel offended. But I accept your proposal.

[identity profile] divinearrow.livejournal.com 2011-02-17 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
Like we're—!? Stop saying such ridiculous things.

[identity profile] divinearrow.livejournal.com 2011-02-17 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[and she's immediately following him.]

I certainly did not. You're the one who misconstrued my words.

[identity profile] divinearrow.livejournal.com 2011-02-17 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
[she just doesn't respond.

instead she stands in front of her door, arms crossed, and a bit of a glare directed toward the old man.]


Or perhaps you should get your mind out of the gutter and think more like a sensible person would.

[identity profile] divinearrow.livejournal.com 2011-02-17 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[yes, that would be a bad idea. she has her bow. she is not afraid to use it, stranger/friend/foe/something or not.

she stares at him for one moment, ready to retort, but she remembers he was the one who gave her her bow back. so with thought in mind, she relents a bit—though she still thinks him a foolish pervert old man.]


Not usually. There must be something about you. [a look as she walks past him.] And I don't mean that in a good way, Raven.

[identity profile] divinearrow.livejournal.com 2011-02-19 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[she begins to speak, as if to retort, but once again she finds herself stopping herself. for some reason, this man seemed to do that to her a lot. it was rather...strange to say the least.

but she does smile a bit.]
I suppose you're right.

[—ah.] Also, I apologize for being a poor host. Is there anything you'd like? Something to drink, perhaps?

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