<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/163274969/large.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14453699#msg14453699)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br/><strong>Location:</strong> White Room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Bruce/John, Billy, Selene, Open<br/><strong>Note:</strong> <em>Oh Azarath. More people. Not good.</em></span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><br/>As John steadied himself to answer her, Raven kept her amaranthine orbs upon his form the whole time to mostly watch his posture and how he would react to her statement and the demonstration of her magical abilities. But he claimed he wasn't afraid — perhaps a white lie when she could sense a small inkling of it, but there was something akin to curiosity and puzzlement radiating from him. That alone was somewhat surprising for Raven, especially when it seemed that her powers hadn't deter the young man away from wanting to know her a bit more.<br/><br/><em>How strange.</em><br/><br/>Still, he started to explain and even acknowledge that she was an empath — a definite fact about her, though Raven knew she wasn't a very good one. She might had senses emotions from another, but distinguishing them was a whole different matter. She knew so little of emotions when she had to surppressed them so much, after all. Even then, she kept mostly silent as John spoke further and explaining a bit of himself before asking the question on her other abilities.<br/><br/><em>You don't want to know.</em><br/><br/>She became absolutely silent all the sudden, her eyes shifted their gaze to the door just as it opened and noticing the young man standing there. Obviously he had seen her display of magic, and already, she felt uneasy that she had allowed more people to see her magical abilities. Oddly from this new arrival, he seemed excited at this new prospect and new environment — which only puzzled Raven further. At least he knew of this Damian Darhk, when she had no clue whatsoever about the said name.<br/><br/>".. No, the name didn't sound familiar. You can say.. I'm very sheltered. I wouldn't know anything, I admit." The dark-haired woman answered John's question as she hugged her legs closer to her chest and even perched her chin onto her knees, as if she was trying to hide herself away from anybody's gazes. If someone looked closer, it seemed as if her shadow had began to envelope her in a very fuzzy, light blanket — as if wanting to shield her away from their prying eyes. "... I'm not from Earth, as you can tell. I'm.. from another world unlike Earth. I had to learn to control my abilities because.. it's what I have to do."<br/><br/>Still, there was something rather irksome about this young man who mentioned his name to be 'Billy'. Her amethyst eyes focused on the darker-skinned man for a moment longer, sensing something like ethereal magic from him — as if he was blessed by some godly forces. ".. My name is Raven," she responded, uncertain about him for now. She only hoped that he wouldn't know or suspect of her origins — and if he did, she hoped he wouldn't utter a single word about it.<br/><br/>Then came another person — another woman this time. She blinked her eyes at the strange woman as she asked her question, ".. I think everyone had different experiences when they arrived here. But no, you weren't stupid. Maybe careless, sure." She had to be honest. "The name Dr. Fate seems to ring a bell?"</span>