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[creator_raven]

After his adventure and conversation with Adam, Raven remains in the bar.

He settles in a booth with some cider and a plate of banana bread.

He's adding beads and feathers to what looks like a dreamcatcher.

Bother him, if you like. Or have some snacks.

[Where Raven meets Asar-suti, for a discussion of purpose, speaks to Ace about Doom, briefly, then discusses food, and with some friend-schmoop. Also, Michael stops by, on Random's recommendation, and they discuss business.]

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[creator_raven]

Raven picks up the sandwich, and takes a bite.

His expression is thoughtful as he chews. It is not bad--far from the worst thing he has ever tasted, if not as good as eyeballs, or sugar cookies.

"It is good, Ace. Thank you."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

She is too busy demolishing her sandwich to notice his lack of rapture. Guess the sandwiches just aren't in the same league as jellybabies.
"Y'welcome. Used to make these when I was a kid. Mostly 'cause peanut butter and marmite have a hard time spoiling, and I could usually find some bread that hadn't turned colors."

[creator_raven]

"Food from home is always comforting, especially if it is good."

He eyes go a little distant, and his voice is soft.

"There is a particular type of fish that I have not had for some time. She used to make it, I think."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

She doesn't ask for the same reason Raven didn't ask about Tim - some things are personal.
"Y'know, Bar can make almost anything. You should ask."

[creator_raven]

"I will try to remember the name of the fish. Bar cannot truly read my mind, I do not think."

He smiles, and is back to being fully present.

"I am so very glad to have met you, Ace."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

She beams at him. Honestly, who wouldn't after hearing something like that? Only cold-hearted bastards, that's right.

"Even if I nearly bit your head off when you first met me?" She asks, cheerily, as she polishes off the last of her sandwich.

[creator_raven]

"Even then. Even if less-than-ideal circumstances had not provided an excuse."

He grins, and settles into the booth. His sandwich is gone, as well.