-Passing Judgment: Playing by the Rules-
-What It Comes Down To-
"So let me get this straight," Robin spoke into the communicators programmed into his helmet that allowed for him and Raven while on his R-cycle to talk freely while headed back home to Titan Tower. Paying attention to the road and weaving in and out of traffic, the commanding Titan tried to recap everything that Raven had explained to him about the Pharos Lighthouse, "you figured all this out by just putting the Cat's Eye into a vacant slot on the handle of the Wolf's Fang that looked like it was missing something?"
Raven rolled her eyes and held onto Robin a bit tighter when he took a sharp turn to dodge the heavy traffic they both knew was forming on the freeway. Waiting until she could loosen her grip she looked up and over his shoulder to answer, "It's not rocket science Robin, it was just a hunch … but I got the answer anyway through the sacrifice of the child's soul I already told you about."
Robin glanced over his shoulder for a split second before returning his eyes to the road and taking another leisure turn on the way towards the bay, "But why did the soul have to sacrifice herself?"
"I honestly don't know … if there was any other way I would have stopped her … but I already told you that the blade on the knife was forged by the flames of hell with apart of Azrael's scythe … Robin, I'm a half-demon, I do know these things." Raven sighed and shook her head, "Why must you ask questions that common sense can already answer for you?"
"I'm just trying to be sure here Rae," Robin replied with a sigh of his own, Raven raised a brow at the nickname, only Cyborg and Beast Boy had ever called her that. Since when had Robin started? He was always so professional about things; the sorceress reasoned it was because of Starfire. Ever since their union Starfire had gotten him to finally loosen up and give the entire team a break, not that she wasn't grateful for it … it was just taking some getting use to for Raven. Especially of Robin's suddenly kind and as of late soft spoken nature, "It's just … a lot's been going on you know. With you and your accidental bonding with X … I've just … Raven, I can't feel you anymore than I use to and … I'll be honest … I'm worried."
Suddenly enlightened to the reason why Robin's been a bit high strung around her, Raven bit down on her lip in concern and thought on the information he has given her, coming up with a disturbing conclusion, A severed bond? That shouldn't have happened … how strongly am I connected with X? Worried herself, Raven felt herself holding onto Robin a little tighter than necessary, as if the motion itself would have helped her reestablish her bond with him.
This didn't go unnoticed to Robin, and he stole another glance behind him to Raven. Trying to see what it was that she was feeling … considering he couldn't feel her uneasiness where he use to have been able to connect with her at the slightest touch. Further confirming his suspicion that indeed his connection with Raven had been cut … permanently? He didn't know … and he had to be honest, he didn't really want to be told.
True he already had a girlfriend, but Raven was one of his closest friends besides Cyborg … someone that he could talk to if he couldn't talk with Starfire at certain moments. Just knowing that he couldn't feel Raven anymore … it disturbed him and he couldn't help to rev his engine and go even faster just to take his mind off of the sadness that was beginning to replace that empty slot where his friend should have occupied. Gripping the handles of his cycle until his knuckles grew white; Robin tried so desperately not to see red … Red X that is.
The thief …
He stole his bond with Raven … and though it shouldn't be happening … but a spark of jealousy crept into his heart.
Again he went even faster, feeling Raven again tighten her grip, probably wondering why he was in such a rush … oh, it was a rush alright, but it wasn't the type where he was eager to be home. No, this rush was totally different, it came from jumbled up and confused erratic emotions that seemed to bounce around his head and just couldn't decide which was to be dominant. Should he be frustrated that he was feeling jealous over Raven and Red X's union, worried that he couldn't establish a link with Raven, or just angry that Raven had to be stupid enough to use that move on the thief to begin with!
It was just so much easier to blame things on others, Robin figured, but he just couldn't. Blaming something like this on Raven wouldn't be fair to her … and yet … since the night of the accidental incident, Robin realized sadly that, that was what he had been doing all along. Taking his frustrations out on Raven because he couldn't understand why he was feeling so frustrated and incomplete. Now knowing that it had something to do with the sorceress, Robin suddenly felt guilty in seeing the error of his ways.
He should apologize … but he figured it was too late … besides, Raven would get over it.
She always did in the end …
"Robin …" her voice knocked him out of his thoughts, but at the back of his mind that nagging reminder of heir severed link pounded at the back of his skull, "… if anything … I know for a fact that Red X is going to Egypt … are we going to follow him or not?"
Ah, yes, the mission in question … Robin sighed and concentrated on the road, answering back leisurely, "I don't know."
Ironically this was also his response to the rapidly bouncing emotions in his head … in truth, Robin didn't know how to feel … he just knew that Red X had become far more formidable than ever before. He held a bond with Raven, whatever she knew about him, Robin knew the thief would know a bit more about her. A double edged sword that left Robin wondering if their connection could disturb more than just their mental thought process … but corrupt feeling as well …
Robin gulped, Now there's a scary thought …
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It was happening again …
Her stupid memories were distracting me from my critical thinking … again!
I'm tellin' ya … if this doesn't stop soon I swear to god I'm going to go insane!
How? Because I not only recap her memories, but before I go into one of these forever going memories I have to feel a sudden shock of intense pain and black out in the middle of my work and before I know it. I wake in a different world, feeling a different emotion, and hearing conversations that seem familiar, but know that I've never partaken in them ever before!
"Rae-Rae!"
That voice … her rapidly beating heart and butterfly filled stomach (friends my ass) told me she had a crush on the guy that called to her that much I establish with every time I witness a scene between them. Cute, childish, and adorable who was he? That guy she knew to be "Zak" yet being the witness to her memory I felt there was a bit more to that name than met the eye. I wasn't quite sure, but I just felt like I needed to know this one important missing puzzle … or was I just over analyzing things?
I find that I tend to do that … a lot …
Can you blame me?
Anyway, the Zak kid, a very good looking kid with a powerful charismatic yet equally dangerous charm, I had to smirk to myself when I had also found out a very interesting fact about our little Raven. She had a thing for the mysterious bad-boys … it showed when she turned around, smiled and waved at the tall, light skinned boy with a innocent smile and an untrustworthy gleam in his dark drown eyes. Surprisingly he looked nothing like Raven … and here I thought her people resembled her.
Bleh, I guess being a half-demon affected her outward appearance.
What a shame.
With his dark royal blue cape billowing in the wind of the outdoor hall, he hurried his walk towards her and just to make his distance shorter she moved closer to him until they both met up halfway and hugged. Ain't that cute, "I thought you weren't going to show Zak …"
"I always keep a promise," he whispered in her ear sweetly and I kept my own body from spilling my guts out on the gymnasium blue matted floor. Especially when she blushed cutely and pulled away shyly from his dark brown gaze, I had to shake my head. Poor girl so easily manipulated … I almost felt sorry for her.
Note: I said "almost" felt sorry for her.
In my eyes, if she was such a damn good empath, why didn't she know this guy was playing her for a sap!
It just sickened me to know that the Raven I know now was the same Raven here!
She was absolutely smitten with him, so with a twinkle in her violet eyes, she hesitantly and shyly took a hold of his hand. Only to hold her breath when he tightened their grip, giving her a false sense of security as she slowly pulled him in one direction. That sneaky smile on his … gods how I wanted to just kick it and have it fly off and into the wind. He was an actor! A goddamned Oscar winning actor that knew how to play his part … where as Raven, she was just the silly putty he molded and shaped in his play.
Still tugging him to wherever she wanted to take him, X had a distinct feeling form her that she wanted to share with him something really special, it showed freely in her tone, "Good, cause I wanted to show you something … it's actually a place that me and Tac found that was a way to sneak from my quarters to the courtyard of the presidential palace."
Suddenly she was yanked back, Zak's grip on her tightened as he practically forced her to look up at him. His suddenly loving, sweet, kind, and innocent demeanor dropped to show her what was the big red sign or as I personally would like to call it: The Asshole Alert. The one where the warning bells started to ring and tell her that something was off with this Zak character … I couldn't believe that she shut it out and was actually curious to what he had to say!
Like an idiot she stood still and tilted her head in confusion when he glared evilly at her, "Raven … have you been hanging around Tac again?"
"Tac?" she questioned, playing the dumb blond card, suddenly I shivered when a very strong fearful feeling shot up and down her spine. Uh-oh … something tells me there's a bit more to this Tac and Zak thing than I first thought, and I was right when she fidgeted and pulled herself from Zak's vise grip, "Um … I don't know … yeah I guess. He came back with his dad from their trip to the surface world and … and he came to see me after my lessons in self control … Zak … are you … are you mad at me?"
"Mad?" Zak snapped, gritting his teeth and balling his fists, little 9-year-old Raven backed up, she may have been lost to the swirling emotions she was feeling coming from Zak, but I knew what it was. Jealousy … Zak and Tac … I take it they didn't agree on much other than Raven huh? Zak in question looked down at Raven then turned his back on her, "Maybe the monks aren't teaching you enough self control if you're so quick to go after my brother."
Ouch, sting, that hurt even me!
"What?" and Raven was still lost, not understanding the feelings of a young boy's heart she reached out for him, but before she could even lay a hand on him he was already walking away from her, "Za … Zak …?"
No response …
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Just like that … it ended and Trent found himself back in his own body staring up at the high dome like ceiling of his personal training room. Groaning the thief sat up and looked around, going still and completely at a loss for why all his training equipment was trashed! What the hell happened here? Looks like Hurricane Katrina came through … the hell …? I didn't do this … did I? Carefully, to be sure he didn't break anything he wasn't aware of; Trent got to his feet and dusted off his sweat pants then glared at the damage he stood in the middle of. Shit … whatever happened … Reign's not gonna be happy about seeing this place …
Carefully, barefoot and all, Trent flawlessly crossed the chaos scattered all over the floor to the exit where he flipped over a melted pile of weights and landed smoothly. Feeling weightless Trent felt more like he floated to the ground rather than flipped. He shrugged it off and turned to open the doors. Yet when he reached out to push them open a small shock of black energy hit it and blasted the duel doors wide open and off their hinges!
Startled, Trent backed up and eyed the steel/iron combination of doors and gaped in disbelief then looked down at his hands and gulped. More likely frightened than startled when he had reached a disturbing conclusion, The witch … I got her powers to! No! Balling his hands into tight fists he gritted his teeth and tried to keep from screaming in outrage when he turned back to look over the training room.
Just now realizing he had been the one to destroy the training room, he turned back to the doors and glared at his hands once more, Well ain't this a bitch … for all I know that girl probably knows my every move … maybe that's why she and her team showed up last night! She knows what I'm thinking … damn it! Feeling completely frustrated and lost, Trent jogged down the halls of his wing within the mansion, heading to his room; it was just one turn and the first door to his left.
Yet, instead of yanking the door open he grabbed the edge of the corner of the wall and pulled it open, the true door blending into the background, he jumped in and slid the door the shut. Once inside the lights automatically blinked on, crossing the large space of his "bedroom" that could easily dwarfed any hotel suite he could think of, he reached his work desk and jumped onto to the rolly chair. Twirling around to face his flat screened high definition widescreen computer monitors. With a tap of a key on the keyboard they all winked on and a feminine computerized voice replied: "Welcome come back Trenton Bou, you have one unread message from Jinx, recently delivered 4 hours ago."
"Jinx?" Trent questioned to himself and the computer pulled up a snap shot of Jinx with sunglasses that were tilted down to show her winking one of her sly catlike eyes, with the subject of her message clearly written on the bottom of the picture: "Heard you've been a bad boy again, X.". Trent gave the picture a dry look, but clicked on it to read her message anyway, "I've been Jinxed … ugh, I can't believe I just said that."
In an instant the message popped up, but before he could read it the phone on his desk went off, absentmindedly reaching for it and answering it he replied, "Bou Manor, this is you-don't-need-to-know, now why should I care who you are."
"Aww … I'm hurt sweetie … how could you be so cruel to your girlfriend …"
Trent shot up from his chair and looked away from Jinx's note to glare at the ground frantically trying to put a face to the high pitched girly voice on the other line. Girlfriend? What the fuck? Who da'hell …? Now … Trent was a fellow that liked to work alone and liked to be alone … but that didn't necessarily mean he didn't enjoy the company of a lady or two. True to what every female may assume when they first lay eyes on him and first speak to him he was a bit of a player. Yet, he made sure to keep his company to one-night-stands and if he liked the girl he'll string her along for a week or two. So to hear this girl announce that she was his "girlfriend" was pretty much a scare right out of his boxers and a shock from the grave. "Who exactly is this?"
"You're beautiful luscious Quean … it's been forever Criss ..." she purred and Trent closed his eyes racking his brains to try and figure out who the hell this girl was! Chris … let's see I was Christopher Bishop in London … Christian Florse in Argentina … no wait or was it Christian Bishop in Iceland? I know I was Chris Damien in Moscow … and Criss Daniels in Germany and Gotham City – wait … Criss Daniels … the successful business man working under Bruce Wayne! Duh! That chick Quean Moth how the hell could I have forgotten her when that was only a few months ago … woo, I'm slippin' with all these names.
Finally getting what the hell was going on, Rico Sanchez playing Trenton Bou, playing Criss Daniels sat back in his chair and prepared for some damage control, "Quean … oh … right, Quean … how the hell'd you'd get this number? I thought I told you to leave me alone."
"Oh Danny-poo, you're such a tease!"
She tisked on the other end and Trent was still trying to get the exact picture on what this chick really looked like. Judging by the way she sounded he'd have to guess she had to be a platinum blonde with radiant – yet shallow blue eyes – high maintenance, and especially possessive with her comfort in calling him nicknames. Yep … it was all coming back to him. Quean Moth, the girl that he was sure he got rid after the first night, she was an easy piece to get a hold of, but she just wouldn't take a hint and kept coming after him.
Trent leaned on the desk and took a deep breath to try and hold his head up from drowning in a sea of frustration and irritation … not to mention disgust. What the hell was he smoking when he picked this crazy bitch up he wondered quietly to himself. Clearing his throat he Xed out Jinx's note and gritted his teeth to reply, "Quean, no joke, take the hint cause you're barkin' up the wrong tree."
"Wha … but … Crissy … I thought we had something special!"
"Yeah, well … things change … and … uh …" Trent rubbed the back of his head thinking about how to dampen her parade, then blinked as an ingenious idea opped inot his head, "I found someone new."
"WHAT!" outrage, Trent pulled the phone away from his poor ears and cringed when she continued her screaming fest, "Found someone new! Who the hell's this fucking bitch ass whore that thinks she's fucking better than me! Give me her name and her fucking social security number and I swear to god I'll kill her myself! No one else is to have you Criss! No one but ME! You got that! And if I do catch you hanging around another bitch so help me I'll make sure you'll both never live to see the next light of day ever again!"
With that he was pretty sure she slammed the phone when the line was cut and letting go a held in breath, Trent hung up his phone and sighed in relief, "Well … that takes care of that … now what was it that Jinx wanted to see me about again?"
Again about to read up on the once villainess Jinx turned heroine Teen Titan, he pressed the enter button and up popped her note once again that read in her own words:
X,
You're pushing the wrong buttons cutie, flirting and pissing off Robin through Starfire is fine by the books, I mean it's what the tabloids expect and everything … but when you switch gears and go after the meanest of the mean on the Titan Squad, you're asking for trouble. Just a warning from grayliner to grayliner … if you keep banging on hell's doors pretty soon someone's gonna answer, you see what I'm sayin'? Look … I don't know what kind of business you run, but if it involves Raven, get out, run, and don't look back … everyone that tries to get involved with her is in for a world of trouble.
I'm a sorceress, I should know.
You're a cool cat X, I'd hate to see you caged … whenever you can amigo hit me back with just a chat and I'll leave you with that.
Jinx
Trenton scoffed and sat back while crossing his arms over his chest, thinking over the warning he, smirked and sat up, deciding to reply he recited his note aloud as he typed it rapidly. His fingers gliding over the keyboard with miraculous ease that it wasn't even funny, "Well isn't that sweet … you care … but it's not like you know what's going on. Sorry candy-girl, but just because that Raven chick's in deep with me doesn't mean I'm backing out … thanks for the warning though. X."
With a few more adjustments and clicks he sent the message and went on to what he really turned on his computer for … the fun times of research … Trent took a deep breath and sighed heavily, Wow … what a day this has turned out to be … and I still got the night to look forward to … he thought with a minor groan of agitation. Yet gritting his teeth and hunkering down, he cut passed the boredom and got straight to work on getting himself to Egypt, and finally to the East Harbor of the City of Alexandria.
Yet as he was making his preparations he jumped slightly when he heard a resounding BANG come from outside of his room down the hall towards Reign's and Francisco's wing of the Manor. Concerned he got up and glared at his door, "What the hell was that …"
"MOMMY!"
"Shit … Lance …" Trenton Bou felt a chill run down his spin and without hesitation went to go find out what all the commotion was about.
-Prior to the commotion-
-Titan Tower-
-Danger Room-
"Faster girl! Push it to the limit!" Cyborg grinned when Starfire zipped through the air, zooming away from the androids that fired failsafe shots at her, going after her as hard as her maximum level allowed her to push herself. Raven, managing the control booth raised a brow when Starfire did as Cyborg told her to. Speeding up, only to suddenly drop out of the sky, letting gravity take control to outmaneuver a close range target, she immediately turned the tables and shot out perfectly aimed starbolts at the three androids.
Robin next to Cyborg and Beast Boy all smiled, cheered, and celebrated, Raven herself was rather impressed, Starfire was actually improving, and especially in her aiming even all her vital signs were astonishing. Calm, stabled, basically everything in order, she looked down at Robin and nodded her head in confirmation. A message sent just between the two that their teammate (to Raven)/ girlfriend (to Robin) were ready to take it up a notch. So for the next time Starfire went into the Danger Room, Raven set her up for a level 13 simulation, because she was a 12 and Robin gave her the okay to push it up.
When Starfire floated back to the ground she wrapped her arms around Robin and planted a celebratory kiss that he returned in full. Beast Boy and Cyborg both rolled their eyes and began to make teasing sounds of 'whoops' and hollers. So when the two lovers pulled away they were blushing and impressively mocking red beets, Raven crossed her arms over her chest, never really caring for public displacing of affection.
In fact … she just didn't care at all …
She was just too out of it to even care about what was really going on within the tower and within the Danger Room itself. Too fixated on what it was exactly Red X meant by "personal vendetta". What other agenda did he have than to just steal – er – actually Raven corrected herself when she remembered his nephew, little Lance. The kid had said that if Red X went after this treasure that was not unearthed yet was considered Treasure Hunting … not necessarily stealing and Raven found no choice but to agree.
The kid was right … in all actuality … Red X dropped off the criminal radar.
For now anyway.
He returned the Cat's Eye and as far as she could tell … or she hoped, Red X would not strike again for tonight … or the next … or the next … or the next … he'd be too busy with his other agenda to cause trouble for a while she figured. Basically, the Teen Titans had no reason to go to Egypt and to follow the thief, only than the lame excuse than he's a basic criminal … which was a weak justification to go after the guy.
So in concluding that … when Raven and Robin returned from the Gallery, discussed with the rest of the team what was going on, then laid down the choices. It had been ruled in favor of … letting the case go. In more ways than one Red X had won … he was free for now because the team saw no reason to go after him. However, that didn't mean the search was over for the thief himself, Robin was still determined to see the man behind the mask behind bars.
And Raven …
She had to be honest … ever since her screw up at the History's Mysteries Museum with Red X …
This black-bird was lost beyond found …
She didn't know where she stood, but she did know she wanted to follow after X.
Not to put him behind bars … she just … felt this strong urge to be there for him … beside him … with him.
Call it a side effect to the oddly tight bond they shared … but Raven just felt totally out of place without him …
And it was starting to scare her –
Something was coming her way, it was fast and it was sharp and it would surely have her head.
"Raven! Look out!"
Without bothering to look around to where it was exactly, Raven reached out a hand and caught the sharp object, in between her middle and pointer finger with one of the tips barely coming close to stab her in the eye. She twirled it and found it to be one of Robin's bird-a-rangs. Giving it a scrutinizing glare she looked over the control booth to her friends and saw Beast Boy getting a smack over the head by Robin, and getting a lecture that his weapons weren't toys. The changeling shrank back and Raven scoffed, So immature … throwing the blade over her shoulder without a thought she figured that training was all done and over with and shut off the room.
Robin and Starfire both went up to check if she was okay, Robin being the one to take notice that his blade was more likely dropped to the ground rather than stabbed. He raised a brow in question at the sorceress while Starfire floated towards her friend and questioned her health, "Friend are you well? Did the blade in some way or form damage you? Please do not be so harsh on Beast Boy he was merely trying out one of Robin's many weapons."
"Yes … well, he better be lucky I'm not in the mood to hurt anyone, otherwise …" Raven left her threat at that then proceeded to shut down the rest of the Danger Room, Starfire stepped back when Robin stepped up and picked up the bird-a-rang.
Raven felt his curiosity and waited for his inquisitive mind to ask her anything, like, "Did you catch this thing with your powers or your bare hands?"
She scoffed, "Bare hands, if there's one thing the little grass stain can't do is throw a measly blade boomerang. It wasn't even powerful enough for me to dodge."
Robin narrowed his eyes and Starfire raised her own brow, wondering why Robin was pressing on with his odd form of questions, "Dodge? So you weren't considering using your powers at all?"
"No." Raven answered simply, gradually becoming agitated with his questions, she racked her brains to try and figure out what it was he was after and then it hit her.
It was as simple as her answer to him …
She never thought of using her powers when her life was in danger …
Robin saw in her sudden frozen movement that realization had struck her, slowly looking back at him; Robin frowned in concern when they were finally on the same page, but Starfire was still lost. Finding it all very difficult that she cannot have the same understanding connection that Robin and Raven held between each other, where all it took was a single look and a fleeting glance for them to know what the other was thinking. She envied that of Raven and she wasn't going to lie … she felt threatened by her own friend about this special kind of bond her and Robin share.
It was like, whenever they had these striking moments it was a slap in her face when she couldn't connected with them all the same. "Um … friends … mind telling me what it is that you find so fascinating?"
Robin blinked away from Raven and looked over to Starfire and sighed when he had to explain what was going on, "Raven's spectrum of fighting is centered mainly on using her powers, magic, something that'll keep her at long distant combat. She's always on guard … you know with her emotions in check and everything … when Beast Boy threw the bird-a-rang, Raven didn't think about using her powers. She thought like a close contact combatant."
Starfire understood that much, but narrowed her brows when she couldn't understand why this was so much of a big deal … so Raven was leaning how to be a bit more physical and a little less mental. Wasn't that a good thing she asked herself and aloud to her friends, "So … this would be a good thing … yes?"
"Not necessarily," Robin sighed in worry, "with the sudden severed connection she had with Red X it was most likely they'll form a bond … but … now I think they're sharing more than just a meager feeling. They're sharing things a bit more personal with each other than Raven and I ever had."
'…than Raven and I ever had.' Starfire outwardly flinched, Raven saw it, but Robin didn't and Raven in a darkened corner of her own mind couldn't help up to smirk at the thought of Starfire actually being jealous of her. For once … Raven actually had the upper hand where the beautiful alien princess was concerned and in a perversed sense of victory – Raven's tiny smirk suddenly dropped. Shaking her head she brought a hand up to the side and clenched a hand full of her hair, Red X … if there's any form of emergency in this case is to get his personality out of my head … I don't think that way …
Raven sighed, and decided to throw in her own two cents of the situation just to divert her mind from another corruption where Red X was concerned, "The question now becomes … why … and how … why is this connection with X and I so different compared to you … me … even Starfire at one point in life. And the obviously the last question is … how do we put a stop to it … I'll have to consult my books. Excuse me."
With a nod of her head she phased through the ground and made it to her room just in time for her to fall flat on her face upon her bed. Grabbing her pillow and holding it close to her face to drown out the frustrated scream she delivered into it, many objects in her room rumbled and shook. The lit candles flared wildly and just this display of open rage was driving her crazy! This doesn't make any sense!
Desperate for answers Raven shot her head up and screamed, "Nevermore!"
In an instant her mirror shot up from her dresser and in a fraction of a second Raven found herself lying on a large comfortable bed within her sanctuary. Easily hovering to her feet, Raven looked around and observed she was within a realm that was not familiar to her. A brow was raised and before she could think it, her question was answered, but it enticed even more questions when the "emotion" so to say stepped forth from one of the portal gates where she had to move aside hanging beads.
With her long violet hair tied back in a laid-back pony tail and a tinted light blue frameless lens resting at the bridge of her nose that went well with her violet eyes. She smiled nonchalantly at the Primary Raven and held up a peace sign, "Like … girl, I've just been waiting for when you'd arrive … wazup?"
Raven furrowed her brows in confusion, trying to recall which emotion this was … and so far neither her finger nor her tongue was any close to figuring it out, so she asked aloud, "Which one are you?"
The light blue cloaked girl smirked and shrugged leisurely, "Eh … I'm this one, I'm that one … I'm every one … but if you gotta put a name on my forehead … I guess it'll be … Nonchalant or Leisure, and by the looks of this joint princess … you seriously need one."
"Nonchalant? Leisure?" Raven scoffed, "You're just another form of laziness."
"Correction doll-face," Nonchalant winked, "I'm not at all Lazy … in fact, I can work to your advantage … being nonchalant is another form of being indifferent. Only, you're just a little more … loose … get it?"
Raven glared, "No, where did you come from?"
"Jeez, Rapture told me you'd be tense, but damn chick, loosen up! It's not like we're not on the same team here."
"I don't know that."
"Ooo … harsh."
"I'll ask again: Where did you come from?"
Nonchalant scoffed and walked around Primary Raven to flop upon the bed that she had arrived from, reaching over to one side. She pulled out a form of reading material she took from Intellect and started to read while she answered Raven with a loose sigh, "From you."
"That's impossible."
Violet challenged violet, but the one behind the tinted lens smirked and chuckled teasingly with a dry look in her eyes, "Hun, nothings impossible, merely impassiable … ever read Alice in Wonderland, interesting book, very insightful. Love the Mad Hatter."
Raven gritted her teeth and turned on her heel, seeing that it was impossible to talk to such a leisure emotion she decided to try and locate Intellect; at least she'd know what was going on. Yet, just as she was walking away, Nonchalant suddenly appeared before her and for once she was suddenly serious, "Just to warn you, I'm not the only newbie out here sunshine … there's at least two more that are new to your arena and neither of them are as friendly as I am."
"Finally some information I can use," Raven crossed her arms over her chest and glared seriously, "what are they, and where are they?"
"I don't know exactly where they are in this crazy place you call a head … but neither of them belong here because both of them are a danger to your personality. They're disabilities, one's a Junky she'll do anything and everything just to get a rise. So don't let her near Intellect, Courage, Timid and Rapture, if she overrides at least two of them – those specifically being Timid and Rapture, Timid will seize to exist and Rapture will turn into Addiction."
"What's the other one?"
"Dark Side," Nonchalant chuckled and held up her hands in defense when Raven raised a suspicious brow, "chill, I'm actually being serious … Dark Side or who I personally like to call the Temptress herself is more dangerous than your girls Wrath, Anger, Violence, Temper, Desire, Conceit and Lust put together because that's basically what she is … the darker side to the lighter scale. Since your 6 is already dark enough to be easily influenced by her and since you're like what? A half-demon right? It won't be hard for her to get you to the other side of the spectrum."
"We'll see about that."
Nonchalant grinned, "Good … than the next time you come around you'll know what you're looking for."
Raven blinked, "Next time?"
Her significant other smirked and pointed up to signify reality, "You're needed outside."
"…" Raven closed her eyes and once she reopened them she found herself hovering on her bed just in time to hear Robin's announcement.
"Titans, report to the Common Room … there's something we all need to see."
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Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans, I own Trent, Lance, Quean Moth, all the names listened in Trent's thoughts, Zak, Tak, and well … I don't own the Teen Titans.
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