Mystique (formerly Raven Darkholme) (

It took a moment for Raven to snap out of her daze. How long had she been staring? She blushed involuntarily, her cheeks turning almost as pink as the cotton candy she was holding.

"Yeah, I love it," she answered once she'd regained her senses. "I like the blue kind better, but they ran out." She smiled to herself at her little joke, which she was sure he wouldn't understand.

"You're amazing. I've never seen anyone do anything quite like that." It wasn't a complete lie, either. While Azazel had quite the acrobatic skills, he wielded swords, not juggling pins. "Maybe you could teach me a trick or two."

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