<div class="floatright">(http://static.sorozatjunkie.hu/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/Ksenia-Solo.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Rachel Roth<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Raven<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside Jo's Tech Store, Gotham East<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saturday, October 17th, 2015<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Felicity Smoak, Ted Grant<br/><hr/><br/>Rachel, by nature, disliked and distrusted men. In her life she had met very, very few men who hadn't proven to be the worst of the genders. Be it by raping innocents, ignoring the weak in need of help, or just lording over everyone because of the fact they were<em>men</em>, they just tended to prove not to be worth her trust. It was only lately, in this city even, that notion had started to be challenged. And, ironically, by those that upheld the mantle of two of the men she hated most.<br/><br/>This 'Ted' however was not helping matters any. Why was he here? Did he have some faint idea they needed help? He had missed the fight, if it could even be called that, after all.<br/><br/>It didn't matter. She was going home.<br/><br/>"I live here," she said simply when the other young woman asked why she was out. The suspicion was all but radiating off of her, which only annoyed Rachel more. She didn't have to of helped her back there. She could have just continued on her way and let those thugs rape her. Was her thanks for stepping in just...suspicion? "Metas and clowns don't really frighten me...If you're so worried, go home. That's where I'm heading..."<br/><br/>And with that, she turned, to slip down a short-cut that was another alley, with the full intent to just leave the two behind. She really didn't need to be around the negativity of a suspicion techie and a...whatever Ted was. Something...strange, she could feel from him. Something that made her demonic blood uneasy, and she didn't want to be near him. She had no way of knowing that he was touched by a goddess, and it was her faint presence here through him that had the demon in her uneasy and want to be away from the scene.<br/><br/>Unless stopped, she would move farther into the alley, until it would be as if the shadows themselves moved to hide and conceal her as she disappeared.