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[creator_raven]

Raven is in the bar, seated in a chair, one leg stretched carelessly into the aisle. He is currently absorbed with a tangle of wire, and several amber beads.

A carafe of water and a plate of fruit sit next to his elbow.

Feel free to share, if you like.

[Raven meets Ray, they speak of magic, and Ray's machines, and Ray realizes that yes, this is that Raven.]

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[gone_byebye]

"As I recall, Raven goes wherever he damn well pleases, so... if you ever come to New York City, or one of the birds does, I'll put out something extra for dinner."

He smiles a bit. "That, or I'm phenomenally lucky," he says. "I have, so I'm told, no survival instincts at all. But I do what I can."

[creator_raven]

We all must do as we can.

I will look for you, should I visit your world again. *He grins ruefully at himself.* If I can find it.

Also, should you ever need my aid, perhaps on a case, perhaps not, feel free to ask.

[gone_byebye]

Ray smiles. "Thank you," he says. "I'll keep that in mind. I always liked your stories as a boy."

[OOC: I'd love to continue, but it's time to head home from work. Thank you for the RP, though!]

[creator_raven]

I am glad. I hope to speak with you again, perhaps about more of your machinery.

*He shifts to raven-shape, and heads for the rafters*

[ooc: Wrap works for me, I've got to head home soon, too. Welcome! It was a fun thread.]