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"Ah!" Raven jumped back in to the hallway, the bed flipped over and all the pictures one the wall came crashing down, her hair was straight up like a comic cat. The cardboard cut out of her former roommate ripped in half and fell over.
Raven recovered quickly, the cut out did not. Nor did the girl that said 2-D mannequin belonged too. The loss of her obsessive novelty did not seem to bother her, as she had a real Titan right in her room!
"Ohmygod!" Lucy pounced and almost tackled Raven. "You're her, you're really her, and I don't believe it! They said your name was Raven but I didn't dare hope!"
Raven took a cautious step back. The girl's room was blinding shades of green and orange. "I don't know what you're talking about." She managed to maintain her monotone but she was notoriously bad at lying and this girl would need more of a nudge than that. Empathy might not convince her.
"Daddy you didn't tell me that you were bringing me a Teen Titan! You're the best! All the guys will be jealous! I'm living with RAVEN!" Lucy stopped to breath.
"You should get changed sweetie, or you'll miss the El." (The El train is prominent in Chicago, which is really Star in the DC universe.)
"Right, right." She stopped and rummaged in her dresser, for a second.
Mr. Fir turned to Raven, "isn't she the best." And Raven was the one with empathy? This girl seemed to have it down pat.
"Here!" Lucy said thrusting a bundle of cloth in to Raven's arms. "You are coming with right?"
"Coming with where?" she unfolded the fabric and lo and behold there was her uniform, hand sewn for some one of Lucy's size with the cloak, leotard, and chains all attached into a one piece out fit. She had a bad felling about this.
"To the World Tour Comi-con silly." Lucy beamed and slammed her door. Raven heard zippers and all the torture devices women use. "Now go get changed! It is you're uniform!" Was yelled threw the door.
In her room Raven was distinctly uneasy. It wasn't just the colors, or the girl, or the weird Starfire thing… She held up the 'cos play' uniform and compared it to the clothes she was wearing. (cos play is costume role play) It was a pretty good match, the girl knew her stuff, which was creepy, and it looked like it would fit. She didn't think she had a choice in going but she could chose how. She WAS Raven and putting on that uniform might land her in Black gate.(superhero prison) Probably not, vigilante wasn't too serious a crime and she had never killed any one, but why risk it. She had left the titans behind and as much as she didn't want to, she had to admit that she couldn't go back. Putting on the clothes wouldn't help. She tossed the uniform threw a portal behind her. If she wasn't going to wear it, Lucy sure as hell wasn't!
After an hour of "you're going to be late"s Lucy was ready. She came out of her room with a long red wig covering her short black hair. She had on eight inch platform, thigh-high boots toped by a white band to boost her to the correct height. The boots were followed by an unbelievably short purple miniskirt. Then several inches of skin and a purple belly shirt complete with falsies to give her the right larger than life size and finally green contacts over her blue eyes. All this was complemented by bright orange oil make up that cover all visible skin.
"What do you think close enough?" Lucy asked spinning, her skirt flying up. Then her face fell. "You didn't change. You're still coming right?"
"Of course she is Lucy dear," the mother injected. "You two have fun…" then she actually looked at the skanky outfit her daughter was wearing. "You don't think you're leaving the house in that do you?"
"No mother," Lucy began with an amount of sarcasm that Raven had trouble generating. "I was going to strip naked in the front hall. Of course this is what I'm wearing. It's so, so, STARFIRE!"
Mrs. Fir shook her head. "If you say so." For the first time Raven really realized how reveling Starfire's uniform really was. She wouldn't let her daughter out in it.
Raven had come to one conclusion on the shuttle to the conference center the comi-con had the biggest area, followed by a major business, and then a cheerleading competition. The conclusion, those three groups of people should never share a conference center. The cos players sat at one end of the bus shooting glares and insults at the cheerleaders. The cheerleaders wrestled for space away form the 'geek cooties'. It was really amazing how flexible those girls were, and the males appreciated it. The business men sat between looking very confused and guarding their briefcases.