<strong>Name: Raven<br/>Location: Titan's Tower / Common Room<br/>Tagging: Open, Nightwing, Aqualad, Zatanna<br/>Time: Saturday Night</strong><br/><br/>Not soon after Zatanna dropped the spoon, did the door open.  Wearing a pair of grey loose fitting sweat pants and a black hoodie, of which strands of her long black hair had escaped out of.<br/><br/>She didn't need to make eye contact with anyone to know what was going on. Nightwing was in a fixed position at the computer; likely spent the past hour staring at the same image. The quiet rage and frustration that he'd pushed back were all tale-tell signs of who that picture was of ... Slade Wilson... also known as Deathstroke, the Terminator.<br/><br/>Right next to him was the person she was praying was somewhere else ... anywhere else... Aqualad. Most of the day was a blur in her memories; the emotional turmoil that caused her odd behavior ... now long gone. However, that didn't takeaway the shame and embarrassment ... if she didn't have a pounding headache and need a bottle of water she'd have turned right around and ran the other direction.<br/><br/>Then there was Zatanna, poor girl was trembling now ... but at least she was a bit better than Rachel recalled leaving her at the Wharf. Given she was currently at the sink washing a spoon there was no way to avoid her ... not that she really felt the need to. She still wasn't sure what exactly the girl thought of her ... but they seemed to make a pretty decent team out in the city.<br/><br/>Rachel quietly made her way over to the kitchen area, lifting her head only to make eye contact with Zatanna, she whispered so lightly Zatanna could barely hear the words escaping her lips. "Feeling better?"<br/><br/>She continued forward a few more paces, stopping at the refrigerator and pulling out a single bottle of water. She unscrew the cap and took a sip.