#the-realraven-darkholme

[ask-theredman]

He wouldn't say Mystique had been that guarded during their game about her feelings and opinions but this... Felt like it was part of something much bigger she buried from most. Something he only caught a glimpse of today.

From her eyes to her tone and in her gestures, a glimpse of what the world has done to the woman in front of him.

The World declared war on her, and she will fight dirty to win every battle it threw at her.

"This is a vow for the ages." He mused. "One we rarely hear of nowadays."

He did hear something similar from their team leader not long ago... There was as much passion in it too.

"You already left your first mark on the World, one nobody can ignore or hide." His tail lazily motions to the TV set. "You have a greater head start than most."

Before this very moment, he had felt the final outcome of that day to be purely coincidental, but perhaps coincidences like these were what the World needed... And not everyone could push things to align this intriguingly.

"I propose we drink to officiate your vow to the future..." There are no better ways to fuel a fire and remove any once of hesitation. "Or do you have a different way of celebrating ? There are no greater declaration to the World than one hitting International News."

Raven couldn’t help but feel she’d let her brother down.

I mean leaving him with a bullet in his back was a new low even for her.

Erik had told her to go settle in to the building they had captured and she turned on the tv to try to get her mind off things.

Of course the missile crisis was on every channel.

She sighs, pulling her knees up to her chest.

@the-realraven-darkholme

Another day, another job to attend to.

This time, it was some basic equipment relocation. 'Leave this to the mutant who can be at two places at once. What's the heavy lifting about it anyway?' Declared their new mighty leader who could lift everything, all at once, off the ground, with a simple flick of the wrist.

It was an approximation of what was said, of course, but the message was clear as day, even though it had all been decreed in the dead of night.

Still, it was a nice change of pace, especially after the last task he had been assigned to... Truthfully, fighting a blue bear in the sky was one of life's most unexpected throws at him, and he had been through much already.

On his last trip, he had been told to bring a passenger along with the remaining box: The newest recruit, Mystique, a woman with a resolved gaze and steady walk.

The scene shifted, and they were both thousands of miles away. Undeterred, she quickly settled in the new operating room and, without a word, began fiddling the many devices there. With a shrug, he left to finish what he started.

As he placed the last contents of the box in their rightful place, he began hearing an unfamiliar voice a few rooms down from where he was.

The operating room.

The warning alarms in his head quickly died down when the voice abruptly cut, changing to another, then another, then another...

Calmly reaching the operating room, he leaned against the door frame and looked over the new recruit, now curled up and sighing at the turned on TV set.

"You set it all up?" He genuinely marvelled before adding. "You'd have to teach me the ropes."

He walked up to the English roll arm sofa she sat on and rested his elbows on top of the backrest by her right side. Even from this angle, he could see some uneasiness in her position.

"I never saw the point of owning a TV. Every channel displays the same thing..." He commented, staring at the screen but not really paying attention to what was being said.

[billyktothemax]

@the-realraven-darkholme asked: “you’ll always have a place with us .”

"Why? Why would you give me a place?"

[ask-erik-lehnsherr-magneto]

Raven pulls the car into the parking space.

“Look I know it’s not the most fun disguise. But it’ll have to work. They know I have bad taste in men.” She smiles sharply adjusting her engagement ring.

“Just when we get there. Let me do the talking okay? I know you’re worried about your little girl but let’s not make things stressful for him.”

@the-realraven-darkholme

"I can handle not being an asshole to a mentally ill kid, Raven," Erik rolls his eyes. "Where did you even get an engagement ring?"

[ask-drhankmccoy-beast]

It came in an impossibly old pink letter. Sending the whole mansion into chaos.

Raven was holding said envelope when she burst into the room.

“Hank I need you!”

She was swiftly followed by Charles.

“The world does more accurately.” He corrects.

@the-realraven-darkholme

"Team or solo?" He asks, sighing as he puts his test tubes down, glad he had yet to start pouring chemicals. "Honestly, the timing couldn't have been any better, I'm in between projects"

[bothsidesofaquestion]

“Suddenly Human”

@the-realraven-darkholme

Send “suddenly human” for a starter where my muse is a non-human being who has been turned into a human. | accepting

“You did this to me!”

Who else? No one else is around and whenever Mystique shows up, nothing good happens.

Kurt glares.

Brown eyes, once yellow, with a deadly stare. He points at her -one of five fingers now- accusing her.

While he clenches his other hand in a raging fist.

“Fix it or leave me alone!”

@the-realraven-darkholme

[thcangriestboy]

@the-realraven-darkholme sent: ❝  i care about you.  not your abilities.  ❞ - Aunty Raven

"I've heard that one before," David pinched the bridge of his nose - tired and frustrated. Everything was a fight. Figuring out who to trust was nearly impossible with the number of knives in his back. "I can't trust you. I can't trust anyone. Just me."

It had taken a long time to figure that out, but now he knew it as certainly as he knew anything.

[pyxis-deliveryservices]

“I have a package to deliver. Don’t worry about the ticking…”

@the-realraven-darkholme

"Yeah, nope. Sorry 'bout that. I don't deliver live explosives."

[thechaoticcform-archive]

“Down boy.” Raven smirked.

@the-realraven-darkholme​

“I don’t want any trouble, Raven,” Martin stammered, trying to keep eye contact. “I came here for help.”

[betweenrage-and-serenity]

Raven knocks on Charles’ office door.

“Hey dork. Do you have a moment to talk?” She smiles awkwardly.

She’s currently in her more human form as she usually is when she’s feeling like she needs a mask.

@the-realraven-darkholme

Charles lifts his head as he hears his sister walking into his study. Her calling her a dork makes him smile a bit. "For you? I can spare even two" He teases her back as he turns towrds her still smiling. He does notice though her appearance. And the fleeting thought of something that makes her uncomfotable. Or better yet, vulnerable. He decides not to intrude anymore and let her get to it at her own pace. "What's on your mind Raven?"

@the-realraven-darkholme

[ask-theredman]

Previously

He nods smirking. "And I'll keep it under lock and key in case he attempts to destroy any evidence of his wounded pride once he inevitably remembers how the Danger room works. Knowing him, this might take a while..."

"He is the living example that goo-goo eyes coupled with rose tainted glasses blind to all the red blurring lights." He sighs then shrugs, looking to the side. "Alas, there is no cure to that specific affliction."

"And curiously enough, on rare occasions, it can even be fatally contagious." He added, his eyes landing back on her.

"What can I say? Seducing you brings me back to another time: I cannot help doing it all over again for that alone." He admitted while his lips curled up ever so slightly.

+About Kiera+ "Ah yes, the one lesson he'd been missing for most of his life: Never teleport away with a knife-wielding lady. They know where to hit, giving them the opportunity to do so is just asking for a new scar to bear... While I'm glad he learnt it from a friend, knowing there's recorded footage of this kind of debacle almost feels like an early birthday present. Well, *tilts head* I am a firm believer that the company makes the trip: Sublime is the least I could describe one with you."

“No the footage isn’t of that. I got that story from Margali. The footage is our son getting tackled and almost strangled. Painful to watch. Also I’m not sure if nobody told him about the cameras or if his head just goes empty whenever he’s attracted to anyone.” She sighs taking a seat next to him.

“I’m betting the latter. Considering he’s my son.” She chuckles.

Her eyes sparkle. “I’ll send you a recording.”

“Azazel, are you trying to seduce me again?~” she teased.

[ask-mama-szardos]

“Margi. I love our kid…” Raven chuckles as Margali answers the phone.

@the-realraven-darkholme

Margali raises a brow, "oh? Has he done something exceptional or is it his normal endearing behavior? Does it involve lovely Kiera?"

[ask-erik-lehnsherr-magneto]

Raven walks into the room with a cup of coffee and a breakfast wrap.

She sets it down and goes to pull the blinds open.

“How’s my second favorite Nazi killer?” She asks. As light floods the room.

@the-realraven-darkholme

"Your first better be Captain America," he grumbles, pulling the pillow over his face to block out the light. It's noon, but he really doesn't want to get up. He hadn't been up late or anything, he was just in one of those moods where all you want is to sleep because your brain won't wake up properly

[ask-the-mistress-of-the-elements]

Raven skips into the room.

“Gooodmorning Stormy~!” She smiles brightly.

There’s a clear twinkle in her eye.

@the-realraven-darkholme

"You've either won the lottery, embarrassed someone you dislike, or had a splendid evening, so spill the beans Raven, which is it?" The white haired woman grins

[antvnger]

*snorts* Gotcha. I’m affiliated with some nerds too, but we really don’t have matching spandex.

Matching suits that one time but definitely not spandex…

Are you affiliated with the yellow spandex nerds?

WOW! You can skateboard *and* play the electric guitar? That’s badass, dude!

Also who’s the X-Men?

[ask-kurt-wagnerandrpwithhim]

Raven is seated on Kurt’s desk after his classes were done for the day.

Knowing he usually went back to the quiet classroom to do lesson plans.

“So when were you going to tell me?” She asks drumming her fingers against the top of his desk.

@the-realraven-darkholme

"Tell you vhat?" He asks, deciding to take a moment to walk around the class and clean up instead of going right to the lesson plans for once

[vicki-vi-diaz]

“You better not let Charles see you eating that.” Raven remarks walking into the kitchen.

She opens the fridge and grabs a cola.

“You’re Victor’s clone/kid right? I’m Raven. I knew Vic before he went soft.” She saunters over to the table and takes a seat across from the girl.

@the-realraven-darkholme

Victoria looks up at her, mouth full of raw chicken nuggets. She quickly scarfs them down, "the old fart's clone, Ellie's kid. The old fart didn't want me"