[ ooc: you know I'm now working with that in mind, of course. ]
"I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to be in here."
Raven stepped forward from where she'd lingered near the doorway, one slow step at a time. Her mask was on for the time being, that usual face of pale white skin and long blonde waves feeling as comfortable as a broken-in pair of shoes. Not as comfortable as just being in her own skin, but close enough for now.
She had been passing by, just going on a walk by herself - to clear her head - when she'd heard the bamf. It was hard to ignore that kind of sound, especially after she recalled the last time she'd heard it. But this wasn't Azazel; not even close. Not unless Azazel suddenly developed the ability to completely change his appearance as well.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
o7!
Date: 2014-06-02 10:07 pm (UTC)"I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to be in here."
Raven stepped forward from where she'd lingered near the doorway, one slow step at a time. Her mask was on for the time being, that usual face of pale white skin and long blonde waves feeling as comfortable as a broken-in pair of shoes. Not as comfortable as just being in her own skin, but close enough for now.
She had been passing by, just going on a walk by herself - to clear her head - when she'd heard the bamf. It was hard to ignore that kind of sound, especially after she recalled the last time she'd heard it. But this wasn't Azazel; not even close. Not unless Azazel suddenly developed the ability to completely change his appearance as well.