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[h3][color=turquoise]Raven Daemon[/color][/h3]
[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Campus
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Harvey Nathaniel Blake [@Altered Tundra], James Oake [@LadyTale][/center][hr][hr]
She didn't know if giving flowers was a normal thing for brothers and sisters to do, but she took it anyways. She took the flower and tucked it over her ear, watching in amusement as the boys started to argue. James was pretty impressive, with his magic tricks, but Harvey didn't seem to think so. As James got more and more arrogant about it, Raven could tell that Harvey was ticked and James needed to stop before someone got hurt. But before she could say anything or do anything, there was a knee to James's nose and Harvey was on top of him. Raven swore under her breath and ran over to the two boys. Wave her hand, a dark blue web glided out of her hand and touched both boys in the head. It slowed Harvey's hits, but he wasn't quite out yet. James was already gone, whether it was from her powers or not. 

"[color=turquoise]Go. To. [i]Sleep![/i][/color]" Raven snarled, throwing more of the web Harvey's way. The big boy finally passed out and fell to the ground. Both boys were now on the ground, sleeping, or some other form of unconscious. Raven let out a sigh and saw down, crossing her legs, and sitting between their two heads. She knew she probably could have just left them there, but with a kidnapper going around, she knew it wasn't worth it. Lifting up both of their heads to where she held the point where the top of their neck and the base of their head connected, she took a deep breath in through her nose, and released her consciousness from the steady world. 

Gliding in two separate paths into each of the boys' streams of sleep, Raven's mind was split between the two, an extremely painful and difficult thing she learned in the orphanage. Because it was so energy-taking, she would most likely have a disability in each consciousness. 

[b][i]Harvey's Dream[/i][/b]
Taking a step through a darkened door, Raven leaned against the new cane she was now required to carry with being split between two minds. It was a dark room, not very much light got through. What light did was dim and despairing. It seemed like an empty expansion. Because Raven had knocked him out so fast, his mind hadn't had the time to wire up a stationary dream for her to enter. Most likely, when she found him, the scene would change. 

She walked further down the reclusive room and saw the Artemis son lying on his back in the middle of it. Walking over to him, she prodding him with her cane and said, "[color=turquoise]Yo. Get up. We need to talk.[/color]"

[b][i]James's Dream[/i][/b]
James's dream was a little bit more well formed, though it took place as more of a memory than a dream. When Raven entered through the door, this time carrying a staff, she noticed immediately the setting. It was a hillside, overlooking a freeway. She looked down toward the road and saw flashing police lights and backed up cars. It was a curious scene, but she needed to find James. 

Turning to the left and heading more toward the crash, she saw James lying down, beginning to regain consciousness, a few yards away. Walking over to him, she sat down next to him and said, "[color=turquoise]You might not want to move. Even in dreams, physical pain can still haunt us.[/color]