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A little different from the other chapters.
Yellow
Well, it was normally a bright and happy color, but in her case those things had been relegated to pink instead. Yellow...
In her case, it wasn't so much an emotion as literally an aspect of her personality. Wisdom. Actually, well...
Raven was definitely not wise. She was really smart, but not wise at all. Smart was being able to figure things out quickly and using one's knowledge to its fullest extent to either create new things or solve existing puzzles. Or in fights, to decipher an opponent and defeat him. It was also being able to learn quickly, which she did, having a good knowledge base, which she also did, and being able to read other people well, which was easy for her as an empath. Smart.
Wisdom was something different. It was a type of smart, but not something you thought you would find in a young person like Raven. There was usually a certain... emotional stability about wise people, and a certain scholarliness that she simply didn't have. Enlightened, sagacious, experienced, usually there was a measure of placidity about them as well. So, Raven might have been wise if her emotions were held in check...
Actually, that was what Wisdom was there for. She was the one who tried to help all of Raven's other emotions, calm them down so that they would not be so out of control all the time, coordinating and to some extent, trying to control them. It was Raven's attempt at stability, though Wisdom could really only do so much against the tempestuous feelings inside her.
Not to say that Wisdom was weak. It was just that it was practically her against the whole of Raven's mind. Alone, solitary in her fight. That was probably why Raven was so unstable.
A darker shade of yellow, honey. "Knowledge" had that color, soft like amber, smooth and sweet. Knowledge was a more subdued concept, a mere... something one had, a representation of a possession rather than a trait. Knowledge, in Raven's case, was the weird one who was always wandering the halls of her realm, a gigantic library of books and information that Raven herself didn't know she knew, repressed memories, knowledge in its purest form. It was subdued in the sense that it wasn't intense, it was just... there.
A brighter shade, canary, "smart". Raven's insight into other people's emotions was one of her most defining traits, but it was by no means a placid one. Not only could she sense what everyone else felt, their feelings became her feelings as well, except the bad part was, she seemed to be unable to feel things like happiness no matter whatever her pink emotion told her. So she only tended to absorb all those terrible feelings that other people had, and there were quite a lot of them. Being insightful was not as great as it seemed to be.
And then there was that whole "philosophy" or thinking aspect of her brain. Raven thought a lot. She brooded a lot over everything, mostly deep, philosophical questions that concerned her own life and the lives of others, the meaning of what it was to exist and why they even existed at all. It wasn't too unexpected, considering she was half demon and an outcast of both worlds, always laying on the outskirts of acceptance and on the brink of intolerance. Why bother to go on at all? She suffered a lot, that much was certain, probably more than anyone else could ever understand, more than anyone else could even hope to withstand. Because she took on everyone else's pain as well. It took a strength beyond any that one could imagine, to go on living the way she did. But that was just who she was. It made her irritable at times, or seemingly uncaring, but...
Yellow was actually supposed to be the color of cowardice and trickery. Raven might have been great at manipulating other people, plotting and everything, if she cared to be. Obviously, that just wasn't who she was. As for being cowardly? True, sometimes she did feel that way. Wouldn't it be easier just to give up and kill herself? Why go on living if all she was going to do was be miserable anyway?
Luckily, Cowardice had long since been kicked down a well in Rage's realm and was not going to show up any time soon.
There was one more yellow, though, a bright shade that was so light it might have been white if one did not look closely. Judgment. A Raven with piercing eyes, white glimmers in a gaping void, faceless, almost ghastly. Ultimately, that was what Wisdom, Knowledge, and Smart led to. All a matter of judgment. Sure, Raven did not think she had the right to judge others, but there were other forms of judgment too. Judgment call in dealing with problems, dealing with things like Slade or the Brotherhood of Evil, when to fight and when to run, to protect or chase, even the subconscious judgment to lose control and regain it.
And Judgment, the judge of what was to happen and all things, was the one who pulled the strings of her emoticlones from her shadows.
Yep, yellow was the control color, and whether she liked it or not, it was the one that ran her brain. Control, and the loss of it, the presence of yellow and the loss of it. Raven was glad it was there.
