Date: 2006-06-19 05:42 am (UTC)
creator_raven: (h far away looking)
For a moment--half a moment, perhaps--Raven's expression is cold and implacable.

Then it fades, and Raven smiles at Dickon.

"So she did, I think. It was hardly wise of her."

He tilts his head, watching Ace and frowning slightly. There is a short pause, and then he nods, holding his hand out and flat.

The chant is quiet but rhythmic, heat haze spilling from his fingertips and surrounding the jay.
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