#mpxraven

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Cassie found it refreshing to perform at Dr. Feelgoods after performing for so long at the PAC. She appreciated, even if unspoken, that Apollo had such a spot for them and their fans to congregate, but this was the vibes that Hexed was created on. This was the energy that Cassandra made her feel at peace. So, she had poured her energy and soul into the performance that night, enthralled by the crowd’s aura. 

And, it had been no surprise when her sisters immediately left the bar once they finished their show, but Cassie could not quite yet leave. Slipping through the crowd with a fresh shot in her hand, she had been searching for a pretty fan that she had made eye contact with mid-performance. Raven had been active on her social media page, and by now, with plenty of exposure, Cassie wondered whether their relationship still lingered between that of a fan and rockstar or to some resemblance of friendship. 

Yet, conjectures on the heart never lasted with Cassandra, and as she spotted her target, she soon moved in from behind. Wrapping an arm around the frame of the demigoddess, Cassie stole the woman from whatever conversation she may have been having. Greedy in her desires, her head tilted forward to look at the woman.

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Cassandra had been so busy lately with different album recording and concert practices that she had little time for a social life outside of texting, calling, and the few moments of bar hopping. Finally forcing herself to take a break, she heard of a new arcade that had opened up, and she wanted to take look at it, especially in their VR gaming.

While her sisters would have easily accompanied her, there was a certain someone whom she had been craving some alone time with, and after renting a private room, Raven had not hesitated to join her. Standing outside of the private room, the demigoddess waited for her gothic companion to arrive. Cassandra felt a tinge of nervousness, something that she could not place.

With his childhood and adolescence consisting mostly of daily hard labor, Maxim had a lot of time to spend thinking about every topic imaginable—more often than not to keep himself sane. Outer space and humankind’s place in the universe was one of those topics on more than one occasion. Though, he had to admit, her question still caught him off guard. Would aliens believe in other life forms if they had the same advancements and cognitive thinking skills as the inhabitants of this planet does? 

A shrug lifted his shoulders slightly as the corners of his lips tugged upwards. “Maybe you need to do something special to make them believe in you.... Like a really sick backflip or something.”

Raven had always been a rather interesting demigoddess. While Davina was pure sunshine, the other was a much more dark soul. Though, it did not give Davina any reason to avoid her. Davina appreciated her uniqueness, even if sometimes she used rather big words that she had no clue what emo meaning they had.

Having been sipping on her sweet coffee, her brows raised as the demigoddess spoke, turning her head to face her. "Do something that would have gotten me burned?" She repeats, asking for clarification. Tilting her head in thought, she took a sip as if it would fuel her creativity.

"Don't I do that everyday now? I'm a woman selling magical herbs at the hospital."

ᴛᴇʀʀɪʙʟᴇ ᴘɪᴄᴋ-ᴜᴘ ʟɪɴᴇꜱ ; ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀꜱ 🩸

Noel looked up from the mess of bags filled with food and cartons with drinks he'd gotten for the Marimo crew as a thoughtful gift to the stranger offering their help. "Oh!" He blinked in surprise before breaking into a sheepish smile, nodding and offering her the drinks since he worried he might drop those. "Thank you so much, I was struggling for a minute there."

The island had proven to have such kind hearted people. "We're still quite a walk from where I'm taking these, so don't feel like you have to carry them all the way." He tried to reassure her, hoping not to be too much of a burden.

Deep into the pair's horror movie marathon, it appeared to Cassandra that the few drinks she had mixed for them seemed to create an interesting reaction in Raven. For someone who had been rambling about some horror themes and plot elements, her attention seemed to changed to the demigoddess for at least the time being.

"Pokemon?" She snorts, and moving leaning toward Raven, her fingers reached and slipped around the glass, effectively stealing it from the demigoddess. In seconds, the glass and her head was tipped back as she downed the rest of the woman's drink. Even if she found this side amusing, she did not want to see the trouble it could lead to.

"You've been cut off." Cassie stated as she moved just enough to put away the glass. "Now, tell me again about who this Bram Stoker dude is and why he liked vampires?

"I seem to have lost my phone number. Can I have yours?"

Kaya blinked in surprise as she grabbed her 'Strawberry Basil Iced Tea' off the counter - all she'd done was go to the coffee place to try the spring specials before they were sold out when she was presented with the chuckle-worthy line. "I don't know, can you?" The question would've sounded dismissive if it weren't for the clear amusement in her voice and raised eyebrow as she turned around, drink in hand to face the one bold enough to approach a stranger.

Oh.

The tips of her ears turn slightly pink seeing the beautiful woman but she doesn't hesitate. "How about I help you find yours instead?"

first meeting: currently accepting

he’s been struggling for the past five minutes with the tower of boxes in his arms trying to get them all safely from the delivery truck outside into the flower mill and then settled behind the bar. except he only made it inside before they started slipping dangerously. he managed to move them around so that the top box wouldn’t fall, but now he’s been sort of stuck standing with one leg half lifted and his arms carefully balancing because any movement in any direction will send the box slipping again.