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selfpreservationist) wrote2008-01-22 08:50 pm
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[RAVEN'S HEART GAME - SESSION ONE]

The first thing you hear is the sound of rain faintly hitting the exterior of the house. The soft pitter-patter is almost soothing, in a way, but it’s quickly followed up by rumbling thunder in the distance. You open your eyes, and for a second all you see is a flash of light--at first it seems like it’s lightning, but then you see something. A vision of a man dressed in rags, hunched over, waves of demonic power rolling over him. He howls, and something terrible starts to grow out of him: the bloody roots of a massive tree. An immense wave of panic hits you, and you can’t move, you can’t speak, you can’t breathe--
And then it’s over. It’s over. You’re fine.
The sound of rain returns. (This time it’s definitely soothing, compared to what you just saw.) You’re standing in the foyer of a mansion, a wide open living room in front of you. The door behind you is faintly ajar, leading outside.
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You aren't a bit cold like that?
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"If you're worried about that, you could always... keep me warm," he chuckles.
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Go sit on the bed.
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Well, shall I read it out loud?
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"If you want? You just read them yourself, though, didn't you? Besides, there's plenty of other things we can do."
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[He flips this one open.]
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"Knock yourself out."
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"I only exist in here, so I can't leave. But if you took those out... I think a lot of things would change. I'm not sure."
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[He pats one of the books gently.]
I would not want to cause damage here for you. And this room is certainly comfortable.
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"You can stay here, if you like. It's pretty safe here."
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But you will wear my coat. I do not particularly mind what Jason may misconstrue but I would rather avoid Vergil growing jealous for no reason.
[And he will in fact shrug his coat off to offer it over.]
Besides, warm as the room is I am still cold just looking at you.
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"If you insist. It's a nice coat."
He sidles over. Cuddle time.
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He stacks the books with care by the bed and lays on his side, holding his arms open and pulling Raven back against his chest as the small spoon, time to nap.]
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This would be a totally normal cuddle session except... he's purring, and this time it's literal. Just a gentle vibrating purr.
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He will fall asleep for a while like this though! That's soothing.]
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And yes, let's go with Noah.]
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The book reads:
I’ll never forget the moment he told me. That his heart belonged to another, one from his world he’d always love and be beholden to, and yet he yearned for me anyway. He wanted me, wanted to cherish me, wanted to love me despite everything. I can think of no higher honor, especially not from someone as devoted as Raha. My Raha. It was a playful thing at first, making claim to him, but as time carried on I went from casually possessive to wanting to be by his side--not just as a lover, but as someone who could help him shoulder whatever burdens he possessed. His kindness, his generosity felt boundless at times, but I saw what the weight of sorrow did to him. For the first time since I awoke in this place, I felt the need to do something for someone else: not for my own sake, but for theirs. I consider myself a selfish, greedy man, but for Raha I learned what it was to be someone’s solace… and for that I can’t thank him enough. I want to be the kind of person he feels he never needs put on airs for. I want to be the kind of man he can confess his feelings to, even the ugly ones. That I’ve succeeded occasionally and seen glimpses of his heart, the parts of himself he’s held in check for so long, is immensely gratifying. Every day I am not with him feels like an ache that’s slowly growing, until it will carve out a hollow core inside me. But perhaps the next time we meet, I’ll have become someone he won’t even hesitate to lean on. Whoever his true love is, I hope they know what fortune they have. I know I certainly do.
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