<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 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031642#msg15031642)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>August 21st, 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Noon-ish<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Trying her best<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Just about everyone<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Raven was starting to feel overwhelmed by the number of people and the greetings that came her way from them.  She would return one pleasantry only to be presented with another and it was starting to get to her a bit.  Still she did her best, nodding first to Gus, then to Kara, and finally to Raquel when Damien introduced her.  She didn't feel the need to speak after her introduction, and it seemed she had an answer of sorts to her initial question.  They were here because the Justice League was looking to put together a second team... and they wanted her, a complete stranger to their world, to join it?  She couldn't but help looking across the room to Batman once more, wondering why he would do so when he seemed to so cautious and reserved.<br/><br/>Of course, then the walking attitude entered the room and she was distracted yet again, though for a different reason this time.  This new woman definitely did not want to be here, and Raven didn't even need her empathic abilities to understand that much.  She was dressed very differently compared to the rest of their ragtag band of misfits, and she made a b-line for the refreshments, which she immediately began to gather copious amounts of onto a plate.  After this she went about introducing herself to everyone she passed, either with a quip or... well, Raven wasn't really sure exactly.  Flirting was an entirely alien concept to the Azarathian sorceress, after all.<br/><br/>"Raven," she introduced herself to the woman that called herself Huntress, wondering why she held such an intense dislike for Damien.  A personal history of some sort, most likely, or so she would guess.  "I doubt anything important has happened yet, unless I missed something."  Which she doubted.  "Introductions seem to be almost finished, at least."  A second later and another new male was introducing himself, this one named Brion.  "No, we haven't."  She looked down at herself at the mention of a costume, frowning slightly.  "And this isn't a costume."  If there was a touch of annoyance in her tone, well, no one could really blame her for that, right?<br/><br/>"Please tell me we can get this over with soon," she muttered to herself once Brion had moved on, not enjoying socializing in the slightest, but one last person just<em>had</em>to approach her.  This one was called Virgil, or Static, and she blinked as he conjured a raven from electricity without the use of magic.  Interesting.  "Neat."