Raven loves waffles more than life itself (ofevilsfire) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2015-06-07 00:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, ahsoka tano, rachel roth (raven) |
Who: Ahsoka Tano and Raven
What: Waffles! And some deep thinky thoughts
When: 6 June 2015, late morning
Where: Waffle house!
Warnings: None
Status: Log | Complete
Ahsoka wasn’t unfamiliar with quiet people. But after her recent dreams, she wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not. Still, she couldn’t exactly blame Raven for Barris’s actions, even if the two shared a few personality traits. She tried to fill the car with light conversation, but hoped actually having waffles in front of her might make Raven open up a little.
“I googled wafflehouses and this one got good reviews,” she said as they parked.
Raven was just confused. People didn’t actively seek her out to do things. Ed did, but they’d somehow become friends months ago so it made more sense. But someone she’d helped with a glamour once? This was strange. But there was a promise of waffles and while she highly doubted that she would ever be able to do the normal teenager thing, she was going to try. In theory. She’d at least see how it went.
Noticing which one they were at, Raven nodded her approval. Given how often she had snuck out to different waffle houses to get out of her father’s house, the teen was familiar with most of the waffle houses in the area.
“It is a good one, yes.”
The normal teenager thing with a alien Jedi. There were stranger things in the world, but not many. "You've been here? I wonder if one of those reviews were yours." Ahsoka flashed her a grin, then slipped out of the car. Truthfully, she didn't know what she was doing. But her friends consisted of a man who might turn into a minotaur and a sex-crazed fairy. Not that there was anything wrong with either thing, but sometimes Ahsoka wanted to spend time with someone a little more low-key.
Ahsoka wondered if Raven was as lonely as she was, or if she even cared, but Raven was definitely low-key at least.
“I don’t do online reviews.” So that would answer that question. It was a straight to the point reply, as was typical for Raven. She had already made a random book club of sorts member the night before (because that was apparently what she did), but she still didn’t know what was going on or how to do this sort of thing. At least Ahsoka seemed quieter in her energy than say someone like Ed, who had no tact or subtlety.
Following the Jedi into the waffle house, the teen looked around and spotted a booth for them. Was she lonely? It was hard to know. In the Dreams, she had tried to shield herself from friends because of her destiny but her team had managed to get past her defences. Here, Raven had avoided friends because of her father and then the prophecy and demon thing. And again people slipped underneath her skin without her realising it. It was what it was, even if she worried about what would happen if she actually got close to people.
Ahsoka could do subtle, even if she wasn't as quiet as many Jedi. It was part of the job description. If Ahsoka chose to pay attention, she'd sense the darkness that seemed to flow around Raven. But then, she'd had that sort of blindness with Anakin too. But that didn't mean the same thing, or have to.
She dropped into the booth, and picked up the menu. "Anything you recommend, Raven?"
Raven’s life was one of contradictions. Born to bring about hell on Earth, it was in her blood and magic, the darkness, the demon heritage. Yet she wanted so much to do good. Before, it had been to just try and balance the evil that would come because of her. To give back before it was all taken away. Now it was just.. she refused to let it define her. The fear was there, the latest incident with the hellmouth making it all the more prominent for the teen. But it was part of her, whether she liked it or not.
Trying to decide what she wanted, Raven blinked before shrugging.
“The fruit ones are always good, depending on which type of fruit you want since it’s always fresh and not the frozen preserves most places use.”
"I feel like I haven't had fresh fruit in months, after the latest round of visions from outer space." She rubbed her face. "I feel like I've been going through a marathon."
Ahsoka set the menu down. "I'll have the strawberry. And drown it in syrup."
“Good choice.” Raven did like the fruit ones. Not only were they topped with fresh fruit and dollop of cream on the side, but fruit within the batter as well. Which now actually sounded good as well, so Raven decided on that, as well as tea. Because it wouldn’t be Raven if she didn’t get tea.
“That sucks. About the dreams.” Hers had been over for months, and while they recycled themselves, at least there was nothing else to come up and torment her with. Just the normal nightmares. The ones of her friends dying around her, because of her.
Tea actually sounded fantastic right now, so Ahsoka ordered that as well. Maybe it would, overall, help her mental state. Her mental state could use the help. "Yeah. Like dreaming about being a 15 year old general was bad enough, but having everyone I trusted turn on me? Ugh." She was sure Raven didn't want to hear about it, so tried to think of a subject change. "But hey, I've got more control over my abilities now, so that's good."
And because why the hell not, she was sixteen, so she totally got an order of nutella. Because why not. But tea was always good with waffles. Or in general. Or it was just Raven, who could really tell on that front?
“Sounds rough.” Raven wasn’t really the type to go into her own issues with her dreams, but that was the fun part of being half demon. They just sucked and it was making the most of them. “Prophecy and destiny dreams are like that as well.” Shrugging, she took a sip of the water on the table since tea wasn’t out yet. “But that’s good. The better control I mean.” Everything about Raven’s abilities came down to control. It was part of why she was so closed off and reserved.
“It’s so easy to open yourself up to…” Ahsoka waved her hand. “The Dark Side. Negative thoughts, anger, strong emotion. And the job I work doesn’t really help with that. But I have finer control of my skills. It’s the emotions that are the hard part. Not that emotions are bad, mind you. The Jedi sometimes go overboard in smothering out passion. Like they talk about avoiding fear but they’re so afraid of emotion that they try end up separating themselves from the rest of society, and they lose touch. There has to be a middle ground. You can’t have light without darkness. You just have to..not go off the paper.”
“Mm…” Well, she supposed it was the same thing as it had been with Starfire. Where Raven always had to keep all of her emotions under control, to keep herself from spikes of emotions, for Starfire, it had been the opposite. She had to access those feelings to control her abilities. So for the Jedi, it was similar but different at the same time.
“Too many emotions or too strong, and mine go out of control.” And then the comment about her job, which sounded similar to high school. Too many people and their idiocy. What Raven wouldn’t like to just...put people from school or work into a portal. “Basically though.”
"That's a problem. I could show you some meditation techniques, if you'd like. They're usually pretty good at helping me get devoid of all emotion. Usually." Ahsoka made a face. She wondered what happened if Raven went out of control. If it was anything like a Sith. She hoped she'd never have to see that.
“A bit, but thanks, I’m okay.” She had her meditations that she already did, and she hadn’t actually lost control of her powers in a while, and when she had, it had been before she’d gotten far in her dreaming. Or the vision she woke up from, but that was a bit more difficult to control since, well, sleep.
“Okay.” Ahsoka went quiet, grateful that the waiter came by with the tea so she had something to keep her hands occupied. She usually didn’t mind filling dead air with conversation, but she wasn’t sure if it was annoying Raven or not.
“Do you think, if someone goes fully off the wall crazy evil, that they could come back?”
Ooor she could just make the conversation really heavy.
Raven had been about to take a sip of her tea when Ahsoka asked her question, which caused the teen to look up in shock. But it was definitely something worth considering. After all, with all the talk of light and shadows, of trying to find balance… Nor was it like she had much experience with that. She spent her life running from destiny to try and balance it out. Red X was a ruse and not Robin actually going evil even if it had shattered trust for a time.
“I think it depends on the reason or cause….” Maybe Raven should have paid more attention the network and not just having set up an alert should she get a message. “It also depends on the person and if they want to come back and if they can handle the consequences of their actions. Sometimes it’s easier for people to hide in their darkness, to not want to accept the blame…”
Ahsoka really worried for Barriss. Even if she wasn't ready to forgive her, she didn't want to see her consumed by the dark side. And then there were so many people on the network. Or even herself.
"...sorry. I wasn't inferring that you'd go evil or something. I was thinking about someone else, actually."
The comment on the potential inferring was met with a shrug.
“I’m half demon, born to be a portal to hell and my father is evil incarnate.”
It should probably be concerning how nonchalant about it Raven was. But the risk was always there, all she could do was try to balance out that darkness, fight it and continue to help people. It was a matter of fact, whether or not she liked it.
“I think it’s a valid concern, especially if your Jedi seem to focus so much on avoiding negative emotions. From the sounds of it, they seem to think there’s no way out. I think it depends on the person.”
It took time to forgive people, sometimes that didn’t happen. But forgiving was different from wanting someone stuck in darkness.
“Your father would probably get along with Count Dooku,” Ahsoka said, bitterly. But then, even Asajj had shown … some possibility of redemption. But she doubted the same could be said about Count Dooku. “But the Sith are also the ones that think the most in extremes. A proper Jedi seeks balance. Like...hanging out with a friend and eating waffles.”
Waffles. The path to the Light Side.
Waffles were wonderful things, full of fluff and happiness, even the most antisocial of people loved them. Never trust a person who doesn’t like waffles. And waffles were suddenly in front of them, so Raven took a moment to figure out what to say about Sith and extremes and Count Dooku and Trigon.
“Perhaps. I don’t know. He wanted to bring about the end to everything mortal. So if that is what this Count Dooku would do, or the Sith, then sure. I can see it.”
But it did mean that there was hope for others. If they wanted to come back from the edge, if they weren’t so far over that they could see it.
"That sounds like something the Sith would do. I don't think I ever figured out the point of what they were doing. They hid it in rhetoric about freedom to keep their allies in line but then they turn around and do some really horrible things." Ahsoka picked up her fork to dig in. She had a thought, and maybe it was something Raven would like, and it would be peaceful for them both. "What if we found a nice section of beach away from people and watched the ocean?"
“All I know is when he came to be...everything and one was frozen, there was destruction…No masking the intent. Once freed, everything died.” She had given her friends a chance to fight, infused them with energy to not be affected by that power. And through that friendship, through Robin saving her.. she had defeated him. With nutella and cream on her waffles, Raven cut into them and took a bite, blinking at the question, swallowing before answering.
“Sure.” Titan Tower had been surrounded by ocean. It was one thing she liked about Orange County and the sense of familiarity to the Dreams. The sound of the ocean. It was calming in its own right.
"Cool," Ahsoka said, nodding her head. "It'll be fun."