<div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/580be61f-5ecf-4ed3-92ab-9dd309c0b93a/db5mr8a-9d04a25e-2be3-4613-9f3b-92e1278b0aca.jpg/v1/fill/w_747,h_1070,q_70,strp/raven_quickie_005_by_exmile_db5mr8a-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTUwMCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzU4MGJlNjFmLTVlY2YtNGVkMy05MmFiLTlkZDMwOWMwYjkzYVwvZGI1bXI4YS05ZDA0YTI1ZS0yYmUzLTQ2MTMtOWYzYi05MmUxMjc4YjBhY2EuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEwNDgifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.41GMnxJRVG_Au3Uphn-75YzqGItkB7AjW4IMCIr2j7Y)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Raven<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>August 21st, 2020 | Friday<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Secret Sanctuary<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Raven comes to a decision<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Wonder Woman<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Raven's eyes widened as Wonder Woman shared the heavily-cut-down-for-time tale of how Trigon had almost invaded Earth before her arrival.  She didn't go into details, but something about the way she spoke and the troubled cloud of her emotions told the sorceress that things had gotten quite dire before they'd managed to win the day.  Giovanni, the uncle of that loudmouthed brat of a card slinger, had obviously been suffering from some sort of malady.  And now here she was, asking the champions of Earth to help her stop him when she could very well have just handed the demon lord the keys to the proverbial kingdom.  The lights flickered again and Raven's mouth set itself into a grim line.<br/><br/>"If you stopped him before, he won't try the same way again," she began, tone flat, lacking even the dry wit that had been almost omnipresent throughout her time with the League, short as it was.  "I don't know how he operates indirectly, but he'll have to have agents here, or be sending them across the dimensional walls."  Her hands clasped together in front of her, tight enough that the knuckles turned white.  "They<em>will</em>come for me.  I would grant him a doorway to bypass those walls entirely."  She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and made her decision.  "If you have a means of tracking me, I suggest you use it.  This Batman seems a cautious sort, so I'm certain he has thought of the same thing.  There should also be a means to end my life tied into it."  Her eyes opened again, and they were flat, almost lifeless as she gripped her emotions tighter than ever before.  "If they take me, you'll have to use it.  He can't be allowed to cross over."  The lights flickered yet again.  "It's the only logical decision to make."