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[creator_raven]

Raven is curled in a booth, idly sketching complicated patterns into a notebook.

He looks fairly absorbed in his work, but there is a pitcher of juice and several glasses on the table, as well as a plate of pastries.

He may be inviting company.

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[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Does company include one small paper airplane?

It drops out of the rafters in a steep dive, neatly landing nose-first in one of the glasses.

[creator_raven]

It takes Raven several minutes to look up. When he does, he eyes the paper airplane suspiciously, then fishes it out of the glass.

He removes a sheet of paper from his notebook, sketches a small symbol on it, folds said paper, and tosses it lightly into the air.

It heads directly for Ace.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace didn't know her rogue airplane hit Raven's table.

Thus, she wasn't looking for retaliation.

She gets hit upside the head with a paper airplane. Suspiciously she fishes it out of her hair and unfolds it.

[creator_raven]

Raven's voice comes out of the paper in a conversational tone.

"Was it necessary to toss a paper airplane in my drink, Ace?"

It is almost possible to see his woeful expression.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace jumps, and eyes the paper in her hands.

"Raven? When did you become a piece of paper?" Stranger things have happened.

[creator_raven]

"Once, several thousand years ago. Not today. Look to your left."

If she follows this instruction, she may see Raven watching her from a booth relatively nearby.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

She turns, and looks.

Then crumples the piece of paper and lobs it at his head, laughing.

[creator_raven]

"You thought I was a piece of paper, Ace?"

He laughs, and bats the paper away.

"This place has done things to your brain."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"It talked! In your voice! Pieces of paper don't generally talk!" She flails at him, coming over to steal a pastrie chat with her brother more easily.

[young_tmriddle]

Hullo, Raven. Am I interrupting?

[creator_raven]

Raven looks up, and grins.

"Hardly interrupting, Tom. Have a seat, if you will. I am simply sketching out some spell patterns."

He gestures to his notebook.

"They are good for teaching, I think."

[young_tmriddle]

*You can literally see his ears perking up in curiousity. Well, maybe not literally.*

Sketching out spell patterns?

[creator_raven]

Raven nods.

"Yes. It is an interesting thing, truly. Though one must be able to see the patterns in order to improvise spells, certain stock formations can be used by those even with no magic. As I have several students here, I thought to make a book they could study from."

[young_tmriddle]

Can you actually teach your kind of magic? The magic from my world is not available to those who aren't born with it.

[creator_raven]

"The simpler charms and things, yes. The pattern is everywhere, after all. It is always available for working."

He tilts his head.

"The magic of individual worlds is often like that. It is built in, somehow."

[young_tmriddle]

I know someone called Moiraine, a great sorceress of the Light, who weaves patterns of magic. Have you met her, by chance?

[creator_raven]

Raven grins.

"I have, yes. I like her well, I think. We weave different things, I believe, though some of the workings are probably similar. She weaves magic, I think, as you say--I weave the nature of things. It is different, though the effects are the same."

[notjustananimal.livejournal.com]

Enter into the picture one Wolf. He comes bearing food (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/6505270.html) and a bright smile.

"Pardon me! You seem like the sort of person to help me out. Would you like to try something and tell me what you think about it?"

[creator_raven]

Raven looks up, and smiles.

"I might be pleased to. What is it that you want me to try, exactly?"

[notjustananimal.livejournal.com]

*points at the link*

"Various experiments. Strawberry things. Do you like strawberries?" Wolf asks brightly.

[creator_raven]

"Strawberries are very good things, yes. I am willing to taste them, I think. Do you cook often?"

[notjustananimal.livejournal.com]

Wolf grins. Very big. Lots of teeth. Big sparkly smile.

"Oh yes! I love cooking! ..." He looks around, leans over, and in a stage-whisper, confides, "I'm trying to earn a promotion in the kitchen to sous-chef."

[creator_raven]

Raven grins.

"We will see if I can recommend you for such, then."

He tries one of the muffins.

"This is quite nice, in point of fact."

[notjustananimal.livejournal.com]

"Oh thank you!" So enthusiastic. Goodness.

"My name is Wolf! I think I've seen you around, but I like it when I get to actually meet people and feed them."

[creator_raven]

"I hope it proves a pleasure, Wolf. They call me Raven."

He grins, and tries some of the shortcake.

Which is also good, by the way. Which he will tell Wolf, as soon as he swallows.

Greedy bird.