Mystique (formerly Raven Darkholme) (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} mutant_proud) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} silverage,@ 2011-07-27 10:50:00 |
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When: Tuesday afternoon
Where: The World's Fair
What: Raven puts off her trip to Westchester for a little entertainment
Rating/status: TBD/ongoing
The fight with Zatanna and those demons had been a little scary, but after months of being cooped up at the compound, Raven had relished the opportunity to put on her Mystique persona and see some real action. So much so that when it was over, she nearly forgot why she had come to New York in the first place. By the time the fight was over, her bus had already left the station, which she took as a sign that it was okay to give in to her nerves and stay in the city for a while before going to see Charles. After all, what's one more day? A few more?
She hadn't brought much spending money with her, so she couldn't get a hotel or anything, but Raven knew how to survive on the streets. When she could, she conned an attractive man into letting her stay the night. When she couldn't, she found shelter somewhere and roughed it. It wasn't the best, but it was doable.
She spent her days seeing the sights, being just another tourist. She wore various disguises, but stuck close to her usual look, altering height or hairstyle to suit her whim. This particular Tuesday found her as just another pretty brunette at the World's Fair, munching on cotton candy and strolling through the crowd. She came across a lone acrobat who piqued her interest. His daring flips and skillful juggling reminded her a bit of Azazel on a good day. She stopped there, watching him longer than anyone else in the crowd, completely lost to time. There was something about him that was familiar, beyond just his routine, but she couldn't quite place the feeling.