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[againsttheworld]

One of Raven's shoulders rose and fell in a casual shrug. She cockblocked him enough anyway; he deserved a little bit of fun, especially since it looked (to her, at least) like he was going to get shut down in about...oh, five, four, three, two...

A slap cracked through the air, and Raven winced as she glanced over to where her brother had just been on the receiving end of it.

"Being a really supportive sister," she replied simply, taking another sip of her drink as she turned back to Julian. She was flattered that he thought she could be just as smart as Charles, even if she wasn't entirely sure he was sincere. He was a bartender, after all. "But I'm pretty sure he can deal with a little rejection alone, right?"

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"Oh shit.." Julian flinched in sympathy and looked over at the man. He laughs at her 'Ph.D'. "That really should give you college credits, shouldn't it? Nah, I think he'll be alright. Hey," he calls to one of the servers. He pushes a beer towards here. "Give it to that guy who just got slapped. He can drink or use it for the swelling."

Turning back his attention to the beautiful girl in front of him, Julian took another drink of his whiskey sour. "What's your name? I'm Julian."

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It wasn't the first time someone asked what her major was once they'd heard what Charles was studying; it wasn't the first time she'd dryly responded with something that wasn't taught in school, either. 'Waitressing' was the common answer, with a little look that dared whomever asked to make some sort of cute remark about things. At least Julian was responding a little better.

"I'm hoping so. There's got to be something it can make up for," she answered, smiling a little more as she watched the server bring Charles the beer, which he accepted after a confused moment, glancing in their direction. When his eyes met hers, she gave him a little finger waggle of a wave. Let him think it came from her.

Her attention slid back to the bartender as well, and she shifted a little where she sat. "Raven. Nice to meet you."

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She wasn't going to get judged from him in regards to not being in a Ph.D program. Julian didn't have any college credits under his belt nor had he ever tried. He'd learned a lot on his own since high school, but formal education was just not his thing. Plus, he didn't have the money or grades to get in. It was less of a hit to the ego to say he chose not to, of course.

Julian chuckles at her interaction with the fellow. "You're good to him." He could already get that sense about her. "Raven, that's a pretty name." With a quick smile, he adds, "Matches your lovely face."

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"We're family. I'm supposed to be good to him," she replied, her smile fond anyway. It was pretty obvious, she was sure, that it was mostly in jest, and that they really were that close and good to each other. Sometimes she wanted to smack him, but she was pretty sure that was normal for siblings.

Her smile didn't change much, save right around her eyes, where there was a faint fading. It was always nice to hear that she was pretty or lovely or beautiful or whatever, but that didn't change the fact that she wished someone would say her real face was lovely. But that wasn't going to happen. He may as well have been complimenting her shoes.

"Thanks," Raven cheerfully answered, "You're not so bad yourself. You look like a Julian."