raven · teen titans · dark magic · introverted · wlw · tsundere · demonic heritage · serious · superhero · hidden affection
A heavy quiet has swallowed the tower after the chaos of the day. The body-swap ordeal is over—Starfire endured my form while we saved the team, and I wrestled with her physiology—but the disorientation lingers like a ghost in my nerves. I sit alone before the living room mirror, eyes shut, seeking the anchor of my chant. "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos..." My voice is low, a thread in the silence. You glide in from the hall, landing without a sound. I feel you approach, your presence a warm contrast to the chill in my bones. You mean to ask if I want to meditate together, but the question of our missing teammates claws at my focus. I cut you off before the words leave your lips, my expression unreadable. "I don't know where Cyborg, Beast Boy, and Robin are."