Travis Hicks—wow, two chapters in a row and you just want me to pump out another, you want quality here right?
Trillinka—on the nose, give the lady a prize.
Celtic Nightmare—love the new name. So is that a love the recovery like when a gymnast stumbles and every one thinks she's going to fall, or love the recovery like you thought that I hadn't planed that? SMILE!
Sparrowing—ok, Lucy is a girl who is obsessed with the Titans, she is currently dressed as Star. THIS IS NOT STARFIRE! It's just a costume.
soaring-bright-flame—Again apologies, and then I think we cleared the rest of that up so, yeah and thanks she's psycho.
Numbers after quotes or a line means I took it form somewhere and you should see the bottom of the page to see where.
The Comi-con
There was a ten dollar extra charge at the door for Raven and Lucy's friend Alex because they had chosen not to dress up for the occasion. Alex's sister Kat had come in a replica of the Black Canary. Raven was tempted to put a sign on her back that said, "jail bait" just so everybody would know. Alas, no paper.
As they stepped in, Raven's first thought was of a battleground. The air was filled with the stink of humanity and smoke. People were screaming. Gunshots sounded from the video game booths. The impression faded quickly thanks to laughter echoing around her.
She didn't see how this place could be fun for any one. Long lines, five-dollar water, deafening sound effects, not a non-comic book in sight.
She was pulled along to every booth and saw more Beastboys then the universe should hold. No matter where she turned some one form her group was shoving a bag in her hand. Just the free stuff alone was over fifty pounds. Lucy spent more than her likely life's savings on action figures and fake Teen Titan's autographs that looked nothing like Starfire's handwriting.
It was about an hour into a full on migraine when was holding their place in a line that wrapped around the booth four times for a free some-thing-or-other that she didn't really want.
"Hey," a 'Scotsman' behind her tapped her shoulder.
"What?" she snipped back swinging her bags around.
"Whoa, I was going to say your make up looks great, like you spent some time matching her shades." The skirted man replied.
The hairs rose up on Raven's arms. "Thank you… I think." She should have worn the uniform.
"I was just wondering why you didn't go all the way with the costume?" just shrugged. "Oh how rude—duh I'm Leo." He held out his hand. A tiny war was going on inside of Raven, (her emotions were ignoring each other so that wasn't a problem) introducing herself could lead to a mob scene, on the other had this was the first non-annoying guy she's met in Star. Alex didn't count; he was friends with Lucy.
"Uh, Raven." She said hoping he wouldn't catch it.
He laughed, "yeah, and I'm a highlander."
She was going to argue, but then thought better of it. Then she was at the front of her line and found she had been waiting or a free Flaming Carrot comic. "I have to go." She said quickly and slid out of the line cue in a hurry.
Lucy and Alex weren't hard to find, she was at a costume jewelry and fake sword stand. "Does this look shiny enough to lure a fairy to her death?"1 The sales woman was giving this careful thought. And Alex was at a make up booth a few down.
"Does this come in green skin tones?"1 the man nodded and pulled out several samples.
Kat emerged form the rest room after 30 minutes. "Ten minutes of line, five minutes of pee, and 15 minutes of getting back in the Canary costume. Being at the World Tour? Priceless." She cheerfully informed the group.
Lucy smiled. "You guys want dinner?"
"Here?" Alex asked looking up form his make up swab. "That'll be expensive."
"Yeah, but my mom gave me her credit card."
After dinner it seemed to Raven that her sole purpose in live was to count the seconds until she and her now toughly drunken (thanks to a vender that didn't check ID) companions left the noisy pit they were it.
Colors were blurring around her though she hadn't had a drop of alcohol. Raven couldn't concentrate at all so she only heard snips of conversations, which was good because she was almost positive she didn't want to know what led up to: " you can't piss there, it's not a toilet!"
"You said the same thing at the image media booth, what are you some kind of pee Nazi?" 2
Yep Raven was out of the circle and ignored until the three am closing time at the con.
Lucy hunted Raven out of the crowd by looking for the only sober non-costumed person left on the floor. "shlom on itz im oh go home." The small girl slurred in s ear, spitting while she spoke.
"Great." said setting down the free preview magazine she had gotten and read four times. Together, with Raven doing most of the work, they found the rest of the group and Kat puked on her shoes. Reeking like beer and other alcohol the quartet made their way to the El. Raven hoped they wouldn't get picked up.
Why do sirens follow every wish?
1—Geebas on Parade by Jennie Breeden
2—Penny arcade