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[creator_raven]

In a corner booth there is something that is not precisely a bird, and not precisely a man, though it can look like both.

Currently it looks like a man, and he is eating cookies.

Bother him at will.

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[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

The pretty man nearby has no milk for the cookies. Only ice water.

[creator_raven]

Ice water in his veins, perhaps.

Raven looks up.

"You are still very pretty. It is disturbing."

[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

He tilted his head slightly.

"You are still very blunt. It is not surprising."

A small smile.

"Though, you are very pretty too."

[creator_raven]

"It is a pity I am not a woman, nor do I have biology."

Raven tilts his head, watching the pretty man consideringly.

"We could have pretty children, perhaps."

[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

He nodded seriously.

"Yes, indeed."

A pause.

"Quite a shame."

[creator_raven]

Another headtilt.

"Perhaps you are a hermaphrodite, though. Artificial insemination is possible."

[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

A thought.

"Alas, no... But perhaps you are?"

[loverly-lady.livejournal.com]

*There is a stunningly beautiful redhead walking down the stairs. She sees the man-shaped being and shoots him a brilliant smile*

[creator_raven]

He looks up, tilts his head, and smiles back, rather quizzically.

"Hello."

[loverly-lady.livejournal.com]

Hello.

*She wanders the rest of the way over*

I don't think we've met.

[creator_raven]

"I am fairly certain we have not. They call me Raven."

He gestures to the other side of the booth.

"Will you sit?"

[loverly-lady.livejournal.com]

Certainly.

*She slides into the booth*

Erato Amoura, please, call me Eri.

[creator_raven]

"Very well, then. Eri. I hope we may prove well met."

[ushouldcwhatic.livejournal.com]

Johnny glanced over at the strange man.

[creator_raven]

The strange man looks back, head tilted and oddly birdlike.

"Hello."

[ushouldcwhatic.livejournal.com]

"Hi." Johnny replied, and asked, "Good cookies?"

[creator_raven]

Raven grins.

"I think they are very good. But I do not know if you will think so. Perhaps you should try one?"

[ushouldcwhatic.livejournal.com]

Johnny nodded his thanks, and picked up a sugar cookie. He took a bite.

"You're right, they are good. Probably better with coffee or dunked in hot chocolate, too."

[creator_raven]

Raven tilts his head.

"You are probably right. But sometimes simple tastes are best."

[ash--evildead.livejournal.com]

A metal hand reaches over from the next booth and swipes a cookie.

[creator_raven]

Raven does not raise his head.

"It would have been crafty if the metal weren't so shiny."

[ash--evildead.livejournal.com]

"Hmmph. Kind of a giveaway, huh?"

He's not letting go of the cookie, though.

[creator_raven]

"Yes. It is a thing to be wary of, perhaps."

[ash--evildead.livejournal.com]

"Guess I've gotten used to it by now."

There's a just-slightly-too-long pause.

"So how're ya doin'?"

[creator_raven]

Raven considers.

"Well enough, I think. Yourself?"