Raven loves waffles more than life itself (ofevilsfire) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2015-08-01 09:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, ahsoka tano, rachel roth (raven) |
Who: Ahsoka and Raven
What: Awkward hanging out. Ahsoka gets canon punctured.
When: 1 August 2015, late morning/early afternoon
Where: Zee and Raven's home
Warnings: None
Status: Log | Complete
Ahsoka never really understood why she always ended up hanging out with quiet girls. She wasn’t the most quiet person around. She was energetic and loud a lot of the time. But she enjoyed the general peace and serenity afforded by being in the presence of people like Raven. Maybe because she didn’t get that in other parts of her life.
She picked up some coffee, some food, and a few movies from Redbox, at least one of which was the kind of movie you trolled someone like Raven with. (because she could still have a little playful fun, right?)
She looked forward to taking off the charm when she got there. A Togruta in jeans and a tank top would still be an interesting sight. She hated having to hide herself, even though looking in the mirror sometimes reminded her of what she’d lost and the terrible things she’d felt. (But lets not think of the Jedi all dying, Ahsoka, lets stay calm Ahsoka).
Knocking on Raven’s door, she bounced on her heels.
Raven had been feeling worse and worse about everything as the days went on. She’d tried going into interdimensions to see if she could find Lina, but nothing. She was told to stay out of it for her own protection, and yet that just left her antsy. Just because people felt she needed a normal life didn’t mean she got one. Instead, she was left to sit back, panic with no information and then be made to feel inadequate and useless. Good intentions or not, they still affected the teen negatively.
And now she was apparently hanging out with Ahsoka. It wasn’t the first time they’d hung out, Raven just didn’t understand why the older teen was so interested in doing so. She rarely understood how she had friends though, especially which she knew it was dangerous for her to form attachments (because what would happen if one of the people she cared about was hurt or worse? Bad things, like energy pulses and destruction, that’s what). Yet here she was.
The knock at the door was met with a blink and a shrug. Zatanna was...somewhere. Add in her aunt’s emotions about everything that had happened (and Robin’s and how he only seemed to come around to check on her when he knew Zatanna wasn’t there), Raven was getting a headache. So pushing herself up from where she’d been reading, the sixteen year old went to the door and opened it, stepping aside to let Ahsoka in.
Normal. Pfft. It was in Ahsoka's DNA to help, and if the subject came up, well, there might just be adventure times. Never give up, never surrender, save everyone you can, yadda yadda.
She greeted Raven with a cheerful smile. "Hey, you." She stepped in past Raven. She'd become adept at keeping her Force use to 'passive' around the girl. She couldn't turn off simply feeling the Force around her, emotions and all that, but she could also not actively probe around. She didn't want to upset her or make her uncomfortable. Even if sometimes she really wanted to reach out a little.
"Okay so I got us some lattes and I stopped by this waffle house and got a to-go order. Not that I'm bribing you with waffles or anything." She winked playfully. "And I picked up some movies..." She held them up. There was an action flick, a docudrama about a dolphin, and what looked like a cheezy romantic comedy.
“Hey.”
Intrusions of energy were never appreciated. And while Raven understood how you couldn’t just turn it off (oh she wished she could, especially as of late), she did appreciate that Ahsoka kept to herself and didn’t probe. Not like Raven was one to ever talk about what was upsetting her.
“Lattes and waffles, always a good combination.” Well, waffles and anything really. But that was irrelevant. And instead she just noted the three movies. What the hell was a Love Actually? It sounded like a Starfire movie. Though action and docudrama were both good. “Okay.”
And so she lead Ahsoka into the living room before getting plates for the aforementioned waffles.
Ahsoka was probably a little like Starfire, if a whole lot less naive. "They should still be hot!" She put the movies on the coffee table and wrangled the lattes onto those little things that people used to protect their furniture from drinks. She never could remember what they were called.
Then she took off her watch and stuck it in her pocket. The glamor faded. "This always feels like taking off an uncomfortable suit and pulling one really comfy PJs."
Coasters. Coasters were good. But she approved of the fact that the waffles should still be hot. They were always better hot. So it was getting the waffles served and putting in the action flick first as it was on top before before settling on one of the chairs, legs curling under herself.
“I can imagine.”
She could. Raven was used to hers, but she did find it exhausting to keep up her own glamour when she didn’t have to. Usually on the network (though that wasn’t always the case), and when she wasn’t in the safety of the house or those who knew.
Grey skin was pretty normal for Ahsoka. Pink, Orange, Green, Blue... Raven could be just another near-human in a galaxy full of them, it didn't matter to her.
Dropping herself onto the couch, Ahsoka crossed her legs and grinned at Raven. "This should be a good one!"
The joys of the dreams. At least some people were fine with the physical changes that took place. And really, along with personality, Ahsoka was similar looking to Starfire. Star didn’t have the tendrils bit, but the orange skin and everything? Definitely Starfire.
A faint twitch of a smile was returned as Raven nodded before turning her attention to the movie. At least it was mindless action. That was always good.
It turned out to be one of those movies with mindless action, but a decent plot and compelling characters. Ahsoka enjoyed it, and she kept sneaking glances at Raven as they watched. She liked it when she smiled, even if smiling was a rare occurrence from what she’d discovered.
Raven and smiling did not go hand in hand. She was withdrawn and didn’t exactly socialise. Even before the dreams and powers tied to her emotions. Never get close to people, it was dangerous. Now it was more so. But she didn’t mind it too much. It was how she was. And mindless action was always good. Especially with good characters and something to follow along with. But of course it came to an end and she nodded to Ahsoka to pick the next movie.
Grabbing the first movie she could reach, Ahsoka ran up to the player and swapped them out. “This is supposed to be really funny. I’ve kind of gotten a thing for movies like this, ever since the dreams.” She smiled ruefully as she hit play. “I guess I’m rebelling against the no attachment thing.”
She switched to the couch to be more comfortable.
Right. So the romantic comedy one. Thrilling. Oh well, she had managed to handle mall trips and the movies of similar nature with Starfire, she could do so again. Even if they made her cringe most of the time. At least it was supposed to be funny? Not that Raven found many things funny, or at least, she didn’t laugh at them.
“Makes sense.”
In a way. Each person was different.
What Ahsoka ended up liking about this one was it wasn’t just funny, but it was also touching and human. She liked being reminded that people were human and could make mistakes. Following along with six different love stories was also a little interesting. Unaware that she was probably torturing poor Raven, she pointed at one guy on the screen. “You know, Liam Neeson looks exactly like holos I’ve seen of this Jedi Master, Qui-gon. He was Obi-wan’s master…”
It was good to be reminded that people could make mistakes, regardless of how they presented themselves. Because it was so easy to forget that, to hold someone (or oneself) to impossible standards. Not that Raven knew anything about that. Of course not. Though really, this was just embarrassing for all the characters involved.
“Probably because he’s the same ac--”
And that was when Raven caught herself. Because well, she might not be super familiar with Star Wars, she still knew about it. And was only now putting some of the pieces together with Ahsoka and the Jedi. So instead she just cleared her throat and went to get more tea. Because that wasn’t suspicious.
"Probably the same what?" Ahsoka sat up straigher, looking over at Raven as the other girl got up. Not that her eyes went anywhere but the back of Raven's head, or anything. (she swears it)
Of which Raven was oblivious to. Because it was Raven. Though she did sigh. She should have known that Ahsoka wouldn’t drop it. Raven hadn’t been exactly subtle when she cut herself off. So she just sighed as she returned with tea.
“Actor.”
Well, now she felt awkward. As if she didn’t feel awkward in things that were supposed to be normal to begin with. Not like telling someone the world they dreamt of was fictional was normal. But before this?
“Actor,” Ahsoka repeated. She turned her head to look at the tv, then back at Raven. She pointed at Liam Neeson, then pointed at Raven, then scrambled for her phone to pull up IMDB.
Her eyes widened as she scrolled down and then the Force literally thrummed around her as she followed the links to Qui-gon. Anakin. Padme. Obi-wan. She dropped her phone, suddenly too afraid to look any further. Too afraid to google her own name. The Force wobbled as she tried to rein in her emotions. “This can’t be real.”
And sudden onslaught of emotions. Which was to be expected with this sort of revelation. Raven was relieved that she hadn’t had any sort of revelation like that for herself. So she just stayed quiet, letting Ahsoka deal with what she was seeing as best she could as it wasn’t like Raven was good at the whole...comfort… thing.
“Sorry.”
Because that covered it. Obviously.
Ahsoka pushed her face into her hands until she felt calm enough to look at Raven. The brief word and Raven’s discomfort actually made her laugh a little. At least it was sincere. “Sorry, she says.” She waved a hand. “How did I never make the connection? I mean, I saw the movies when I was younger. But it was like this blind spot before now. If I wasn’t orange I’d think I was crazy!”
As Ahsoka hid her face, Raven just focused on her tea. Though that was one thing about Raven. No matter how sarcastic or unattached she seemed, she didn’t lie. If she said something, she meant it. Then she was asking how she hadn’t made the connection before, which just caused the teen to shrug.
“When in doubt, blame Orange County.”
Pulling her legs up onto the couch and hugging them, Ahsoka stared in Raven’s general direction, though not quite at her. “...the Jedi aren’t real. None of it is real…”
And that would be a lot to take in.
“Obviously they are. You’re real. Just because it’s explained as a story here doesn’t mean they’re not. Lots of things that can’t be explained are told as stories.”
It was how Raven looked at it. Then again, she was friends with Jack Dawson and he was destined to die on the Titanic yet he was here. So for whatever reason they were here? They were real.
“I know I’m not insane that I’m hallucinating watching this painful movie with you.”
“Like...myths? Old visions and prophecies?” Ahsoka kept staring at Raven. “I’m scared to google myself. I don’t know if I want to know more. About what might be coming. But …” Learning the fate of the Jedi. What happened to Anakin and Obi-wan and Padme. Barriss. It was so tempting, but it felt like cheating somehow. Like looking into things she was never supposed to know.
“Basic idea, yeah.” It wasn’t like Raven actually knew. But regardless, it wasn’t like they could really change it. The movies and books and shows and comics all existed, but so did they. The dreamers of Orange County. Where physical changes occurred, abilities formed thanks to the dreams after years of growing up ‘normal’.
“Fuck my life,” Ahsoka groaned dramatically, and buried her face in her knees. After a few moments, she lifted her head. “Lets go out somewhere. Pretend we’re just normal people. A socially awkward teenager and her too-loud friend. Maybe not somewhere with a lot of people, but like… a dog park or something.” Petting dogs suddenly sounded like a great idea.
Well. That was dramatic. Raven remained quiet though and just let her have her moment of trying to come to terms with everything she had just learned…or would it be realised? Either way. She just shrugged at the suggestion.
“Sure. Why not.” It wasn’t like there was anything else to do. So getting up and rinsing the dishes off before setting them for wash, Raven returned to the living room. “Lead the way.”
“You know, I was expecting some resistance.” Ahsoka stood gracefully, reaching into her pocket and strapping her watch on. She smiled at Raven, to let her know she appreciated it. “You probably just want to escape the movie.”
“Basically.” Hey, Raven wasn’t about to lie. She really was trying to escape the movie. And so long as they found a place that didn’t have too many people, she really didn’t care. Still didn’t understand why Ahsoka wanted to hang out in the first place, but whatever. So once she was ready, it was out the door and off to somewhere else where thinking about the weirdness was not an option.