<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRiCMGItj67MNaS6o0VSXKR-Bnb5bBcDqOOBUOhqaxyN9KEURyVgg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Midnight Tiger<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Titan's Tower / Meeting Room<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Raven<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Drake arched his back firmly somewhat, bringing his hands into an interlocking formation behind the upper rest of his neck in which he so casually reclined , deep violet orbits scanned about the room, looking for something amusing to lure his attention. His eyes once again found the empath. She seemed to be reviewing something on a monitor, while simultaneously carrying on their telepathic  conversation.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Well, Symbols in dreams are all about context. That you see Raven's and Dove's means little ... but it's what they mean to you ... when you see them. As far as my dreams go ... most mortal's would consider them nightmares. The one concept that most humans don't understand about sin, is it's subjective not objective... it's all about make the perceived sinner feel guilty. It's the only conceptual measure of a soul's taint ... at least as far as humans can understand. So, is it a sin? ... that's up to you. Will it send you for a face to face meeting with my father ... well that I can't say for sure."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>He dwelled carefully on her attractive body of words, giving some thought to her stance on existential sin. While he tended to agree with much of it, he wanted to play devil's advocate by offering a particularly powerful counter example.<br/><br/><br/>" It may very well be true what you say about sin being a product of ones own internalized guilt complexes,  and wholly subjective in reasoning, but what do you make of the fact that people are able to conceive of sin in the first place?<br/><br/>Sin doesn't exist in the animal kingdom for the most part. The tiger feels no remorse for preying upon the gazelle, or when he takes another mate, yet people feel guilt about the act of cheating on someone they're unhappily bound to.<br/><br/>To me that makes no sense, but then again I'm hardly the rule as far as humans go.  Moreover, wouldn't you agree that we need a more...hands-on example of said theoretical sin? Let's test that theory of yours, shall we?<br/><br/>Drake began to focus his mind, creating a mental portrait for the empath to draw upon, her facsimile in precise detail, Raven's mental composite.<br/>Gradually more of the landscape came into focus,  a dense exotic looking fauna clearing surrounded her, a jungle perhaps?<br/><br/>The sounds of wildlife began to stir within her surrounding radius,  every detail from the chirping of birds to the lush brightly colored diverse fauna seemed to produce a life-like feel to the premeditated environment , even the humid climate seemed to produce a biological reaction of sorts, sweat drops.<br/><br/>Raven may have all ready discerned right about now that something or someone had been watching her, a boisterous brass-like roar cleared the forest of life, alone in the jungle she stood with lord knows what lurking nearby , out of nowhere a full-sized bengal tiger emerged from the clearing path ,  there was something unusual about this tiger, there was a quiet like regal dominance in its gaze, unflinching purple eyes.<br/><br/>The tiger approached with her in its sights, the more she looked at it, the more she felt her mind fog, was it hypnotism? Its eyes then flashed brightly casting a spell of sorts, carrying paralysis in its intent.<br/><br/>Any feelings of temporary listlessness,  was soon followed by an even greater sensation which may have consumed her being almost entirely by now ,  that of intense physical arousal and perhaps on some level ...shame. The overwhelming erotic nature of the dream link might have been enough to make her exquisite body writhe outside the mental links parameters.  Perhaps triggering pleasing though uncomfortable reactions in reality.