Talk about the weather
Raven loved the rain, there was just a special quailty the rain had almost refreshing a soul. Not that there was anything wrong with Raven's soul, other people might think so but who gave a fuck what they thought. There were certain people in her life-and trust that's a very short list-that she gave a damn what they thought. Destiny-Irene was one of those people, she had shared a deep love with the other woman. A love not many would understand and Raven didn't care if they did or didn't.
Irene loved walking in the rain, Raven would walk with her. Sometimes they would chat most times they just walked. They were at their closest when no words were spoken. Irene couldn't physically see but she could see 'forsee' things. Raven usually followed everything that Irene said, to tell the truth there wasn't a time that she hadn't followed. That was another time and place before she had lost Irene.
Now she walked alone, lost in her own thoughts. Which is what Irene said she should do when she walked in the rain, it made you a smarter person. Makes your brain wiser, more able to think faster. People forget the simple things in life, stress themselves too much, put too much on their 'plates'. This makes them tired, lazy, things that Raven was anything but.
This was not a time she would share with anyone else anymore. The rain covers her tears when she cries, lets her scream into the storm and noone hears her. Raven doesn't hate herself. She's not even really a person, she can be anyone she wants she can even choose to never be herself ever again. The only reason she chooses not to be herself is because she can't remember who she was. Raven has taken over so many personalities, so many shapes it's hard to remember who she was. And this is the part she cries for, the part of her that was human, the one that had emotions. Emotions that were hers not whom she pretended to be.
Raven stays away from mirrors she can't stand her reflection, her eyes are empty shells that will never hold any life in them. Why look at herself in the mirror and feel sorry for herself?
Raven closes her eyes enjoying the rain as it caresses her skin sliding down her naked body..Another of her dislikes are clothes she never wears them. She rearranges the molecules of her skin to show the appearance of clothes. With her eyes closed she can almost hear Irene's voice.
"Raven, you should always follow your heart. I know lets take a walk in the rain. You tell the rain your problems and I will bet you will find the answer you are looking for" The words seem to swirl around her and the rain pounded down on her skin. Raven opened her eyes brushing her blood red hair from her eyes, She could always find answers in the rain.
Maybe it was the smell of the rain. Maybe the sound as it hits the ground or the trees. The sound of your footsteps in mud or even the wet path. Raven smiled as the rain let up and the sun came out a beautiful rainbow spread across the sky. Ahhh, and the end of a perfect storm was always a rainbow.
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Raven Darkholme/Mystique
Xmen//comics