Ravenia Rose
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Ravenia's HomeRavenia raked her hands through her long curly mane. She grumbled at it. The length was hot. She was getting tired of it, maybe she should cut it. Her thoughts were cut off when Tobias caught up to her. She had intended to keep walking, to ignore him, but he made it quite difficult when he stood in front of her. The young woman huffed out and annoy sigh and glared at her ex. She opened her mouth to say something but stopped when Marcus appeared too. When he too pushed for her to vent out her frustrations, his rarely heard voice gravely from misuse, she let out a frustrated growl and pushed between the two men.
"Come." She called over her shoulder as she walked towards her house. Once she reached the front door, she pushed it open and left it open for the two men she assumed were following her.
The house was still tidy since Tobias had left. In fact, the few things he had left behind, were still in their place. It looked like she hadn't touched anything at all since he had been forced to move out. She slid her raven-feather cape off and slung it onto the back of the chair that Marcus always used to sit in. The halter-top she wore today clearly showed the red, brutal, angry scars that were left on her from the whipping she received from the Three-Day War. Throwing herself down into the seat that was positioned before the big bay window that over looked her rose garden, Ravenia pulled her knees up to her chest and rest her chin on her knees. She waited for the men to get settled before she said anything.
"I don't know how to express the absolute anger and rage I feel on a daily basis. I have nightmares every single night of losing the last few people I care for as more than just what a Mother should." Julius Iron-Root
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The Medical Center Julius just ignored Nic. He wasn't bothered by his hollow threats anymore. Nic had no powers and couldn't hold a candle to what Tank could do. He could literally rip the man in half and throw him miles apart. He could crush his head and not even break a sweat. The only reason he hadn't murdered the man years earlier was because his sister had at one time cared for the man. Also, he probably would have got in trouble too.
However, he did feel a twinge of hostility towards the girl about the joke she made.
"You think this is some sort of joke?!" He growled as he looked down at the girl.
"Ravenia, could have carved your heart out. She could have left you in that darkness and you would have never seen the light of day again. My sister voluntarily allowed a mad man to string her up and whip her bloody to protect her people, one thing she does not take lightly is the safety of our people. None of us do. This is not a game, girl." Julius snapped, his anger showing through. He did not get angry often but for some reason the girl just made his blood boil. He massaged his temple and motioned for the girl to keep walking.
This was not going to be a good day.