Streets of Fandom [Monday Evening]

[joan_notjane]

Joan was on her way to the Perk to get some hot chocolate and she was rather annoyed about it. She had been in her pajamas and settled in with her book for philosophy class when someone showed up at the door and told her to go get hot chocolate.

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[trigons_child]

The only reason Raven was walking was because Damon had told her to, and she had to obey the compulsion. She didn't even really see Joan as she stumbled toward her friend, neck and shoulder wet with blood.

[joan_notjane]

"Raven? Raven, what's wrong?" Joan asked, able to tell immediately by her friend's gait that something wasn't right. She wasn't close enough to see the blood in the dark just yet.

[trigons_child]

Raven stared at Joan. "Joan?" she said, some of the fog finally lifting from her mind. Her knees buckled, and she crumpled to the ground.

[joan_notjane]

Joan rushed over to where Raven had fallen and bent down next to her. "Raven?" she asked, finally noticing the blood. "Oh, no."

She pulled off her scarf and used it to wipe up the blood so she could see if Raven was still bleeding.