"I-I-I...um...b-but..umm..."

That was all she could stammer as blue-grey eyes widen in shock. Her pale cheeks began to change a dark pinkish color, quite embarrassed. Beautiful was not a word she had ever heard to describe her appearance. Always she heard the harsh whispers and sidelong looks, the occasional pejorative stares and the utter overwhelming feeling of shame and mortification wrapping around her tightly. Over time she grew accustomed to these social standings. She looked hideous. This she understood. When the scars first appeared on her face she could barely raise her head when spoken to through the cages, ashamed for any to look upon her. Now she did her best to hide her flawed features. Thankfully her thick luscious golden-brown curls were long and thick, creating the perfect curtain to use as a barrier to hide the profile of her face from others. So, with the flattering comment thrown her way she was simply stunned and had no idea how to respond to such a thing. So, the stuttering would just have to suffice as should the wide-eye stare. She would pull her hood up further, allowing the baggy dark hood to cover her mutilated face. Really. She wanted to disappear into its depths simply out of pure habit. As the hood fell down due to the summer wind she her cheeks would remained flush. The kind-hearted soul could not perceive the notion of admiration and respect in the vixen's grey eyes, it was not a gaze she could decipher because it hadn't been thrown her way before. Forgive the poor girl.

Her head would nod up and down in agreement at the suggestion Chemi made. Raven had no means or ideas on what they could do together, seeing how she was too standoffish to do such a thing. Not really knowing what to do she stood patiently waiting for the command to their new activity when she suddenly heard a sluggish voice in the distance. Flinching she would turn upper torso around cringing at the sight of the drunken males heading their way. The hair on the back of her neck stood on end as she brought her shoulders together, blue-grey eyes narrowed as she took a step back. She had severe trust issues, especially when they came to males. If she could not protect the most important male figure of her young life, then how in the world would she be capable of trusting any other male? Nervous her teeth would bite down on her pink lips, as those terrified eyes shifted towards Chemi not knowing how she was going to handle this. Puzzled as to just why she was laughing, because this was not a time to laugh, her skull would tilt to the side. Bowling. She knew this game, the concept simple, roll a rather large ball down the lane to take down as many pins as you can. Yet right now there was no ball nor pins. As the vixen grabbed the silver trash can lid, eyes widen in panic, as she put the pieces together realizing that this was not the typical game of bowling. Cringing she would make a soft audible gasp as she simply watched helplessly the lid slam into the first male. As Chemi cheered with joy, Raven simply shook her head in shock and slight disappointment. Her kind lyrics held a subtle warning to them.


"That is not bowling...that is assaulting..."

As the group of males began to help their fallen comrade up and back to his feet, she simply stared. At this point they needed to get out of here. As Chemi gestured to the other silver trash cans, she violently shook her head side to side. No way in hell was she going to participate. Noticing a particular trash can was standing near her, her scarred form would recoil at the sight, almost as if the trash can would sprout hands and legs and attack her. As the men loudly approached them, their drunken words holding malice she would take another step back, her hand being grabbed by the other. Following after her she would simply bark back, her voice holding a painful plead note to it at the very end.

"Or the part where we get tackled, and raped, and killed, oh why did you have to do that?!"

Why, oh why, indeed. If this was Chemi's version of fun...then they clearly needed to set some ground rules the next time they hang out together. And that was IF, they were able to survive the night.

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven