Who: Raven & Carver
When: Noon.
Where: The diner then the woods.
What: Raven has a gift for Carver.



Carver had been in a frump every since his father had died and Raven was worried about him. After the funeral he was much to quiet. She didn't even want to remember how that funeral had went. His mother had been less than friendly to her, and if looks could have killed Raven would be dead. She wished she could use her abilities to make it all better but it just didn't work that way.

Before everything had happened, the loss of Fox, the loss of Carver's father, Raven had been working on something for Carver. It had finally went through and she hoped that it would make Carver happy and not more depressed. Now that it was ready she couldn't wait to share it with Carver, which was why she was outside the diner leaning against his car.

Who: Raven, Carter
When: 6 am
Where: Raven's cabin
What: Carver gets bad news



Ensconced firmly in Raven's bed, nice and warm and comfortable, Carver didn't want to move when he heard the sound of his phone ringing in the living room. A light sleeper, most any noise woke him up. Luckily at Raven's, there wasn't much in the way of street noise. Or a street. But, back to the phone.

It was ringing, and before he could tug his arms from Raven's body, it stopped. Then started again. The sound was the same, but it seemed more urgent to Carver the second time, and he sprung from the bed to answer it.

"Hello?" He kept his voice down, not wanting to wake Raven as he paced the living room. "No... Mom, you gotta calm down, I can hardly- Mom. Mom. Mom." Finally, her message was conveyed, and he hung up the phone, sinking to the ground to sit.

Who: Raven, Fox, Carver
When: Lunchtime.
Where: Ducky's.
What: Carver gets to meet Fox...what fun.



Raven was waiting outside of Ducky's waiting on Carver since he couldn't get in on his own. Of course Fox was sitting on the sidewalk next to her going on and on about this and that. What, Raven really wasn't sure since she was really wasn't listening as she kept an eye out for Carver. Was she nervous about him meeting Fox? Hell yes. If he was ever going to run it was going to be now.

Who: Raven & Carver
When: Late Evening/Night
Where: Library
What: Raven seeks out Carver.



Raven had spent Saturday sleeping in and then working with Casey on controlling his wolf. Come the full moon it would be up to Jeremy to keep him in check if Casey couldn't do it himself. That freed up her Sunday. She spent all day developing the photos that Carver had took the other day. It was dark out by the time she finished and she knew she had missed him at both the diner and the pet shop. She figured maybe she'd be able to catch him at the library if she got there in time. Slipping the photographs into an folder to protect them, she grabbed her keys and headed out the door.

When she got to the library, the doors were locked and she didn't see his car so she figured she had other just missed him or had gotten there before he had. Even though it was freezing cold out she sat down on the steps of the library to wait and see which it was.

Who: Raven & Carver
When: 2:30 and on
Where: 544 Chase Street and around
What: Raven meets Carver for their date.



At 2:30, Raven was standing outside of 544 Chase Street as promised. Her coat was buttoned to ward off the chill of the day, her nose hiding under her scarf. Over her shoulder was a large camera bag that held a couple different cameras in it. She had managed to talk Fox into leaving her alone for the day and got the afternoon off from work. Now all that was needed was the boy man.

Who: Carver, OTA
When: 11:45pm
Where: Out and about in mid-Mysteria
What: Carver's done early!



Stripping out of his jumpsuit, Carver tossed it in the back of his '90 Civic hatchback, affectionately known as Beulah, or in the case of his sister, the Rusty Death Trap. He toed back into his shoes and slipping his jacket back on as he looked around, not quite ready to head back to his empty apartment just yet. Wasn't Thursday night supposed to be huge with kids his age? Well, kids his age in college, at least, and the closest one was not that close. But still. He ought to be able to find something to do, right?