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Three

[Fighting and weather chaos seem to have given way to...new arrival chaos instead. Unless someone shows up from her world, Raven'll be steering clear of the New Feathers given half an opportunity, at least until they know more about what's going on.

No, today she's taking steps toward all the things she made tentative plans about. First, to the flower shop and the item shop, looking for seeds that might result in food that could restore Rune Magic. Or a certain special kind of blue flower, one she's not likely to find until the fall - but she'll look, for the flower and the seeds.

Then she swallows her weird mix of fear-pride and goes back to the smithy. Time to ask about work. Now that her arm has healed and she's gotten a little practice in again, making accessories doesn't sound bad at all. Whoever is around in there will see her awkwardly stare at the building for several minutes before going inside to stare in a similar fashion at them.

Next comes an early dinner at Seventh Heaven, and that's where she lays out the journal and a small bag of somethings and speaks a message.]

I want to talk to some of you. I'm at the restaurant. [A very long pause.] Do all worlds have monsters?

[[ooc: Basically, if you had a moment with Raven thus far since she's been here, she made you something while she was getting herself back into accessory-crafting shape. Anyone can run into her (literally, if you wish) as she wanders around the village and tries to eat dinner in peace.]]

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Of course they live in the water. They're fish. We eat them.

Sounds like normal fish then. So then maybe what makes a monster is just they're capable of more?

[Fish are just fish! Monster fish are monsters! Ugh why is this so hard for most other worlds to get?]

Maybe. [She really doesn't care to debate it anymore.]

[Nah, he gets it.]

So how many worlds have you found that don't have monsters?

Just one or two.

That's not so bad. So I guess most worlds do have monsters after all, eh.

Most of them don't sound like what we have.

Eh, really?

We don't have rune magic in my world, but I think our monsters are probably a little similar in other ways.

What, instead of Rune Magic?

They don't need magic. They can already do some pretty wild things and they're very physically strong. Or huge. Or they're sort of science experiments. Or devil fruit users.

[Devil fruit? She's seen some rotten fruit...]

We have abnormally strong and powerful monsters too.

See? Similarities already.

Do you have a favorite one?

[There's a lot of silence. A lot of it. Like...seriously it's very silent on her end.]

...I like phoenixes.

[[ooc: There's a chance they aren't called this in Rune Factory but Raven is the only one I know of and never names her species. Fire birds. You know. Big shiny fiery I think you've got a handle on it.]]

[Oh well. Meet the phoenix devil fruit user. He's got a certain love of them too. In that he thinks he's awesome, since he's also the only phoenix.]

[At first he think she must already know his identity and he's half-tempted to ask who told on him, but she's so quiet about it. Quiet and shy. For now, he plays it self and just keeps it cool, lightly teasing.]

You like the sparkles about them, don't you?

[It should be noted, Marco sparkles. It drives his brother nuts, but he insists girls love it.]

Sparkles? ["I don't sparkle" was three seconds from coming out of her mouth good thing it didn't.]

No. I...just like them. They don't sparkle in my world.

[...]

Seriously?! That's not fair. The sparkles are great....

[Crisis of girlyness over here.] Just do me a favor, if you ever meet a man called Portgas D. Ace, do not tell him that other phoenixes don't sparkle. He'll never let me live it down. [Mutters to himself...] Maybe it's a male thing like the tail.... [Before speaking back up again.]

And... phoenixes are my favorite too, eh. Have you met any before?

[Has she met any.

Raven snorts, the precursor to laughter in almost anyone else. She has a tail, too.]

Just one.

May I ask what color they were, or are? Oh, and how you met, of course.

...There are a lot of colors. Red, or orange...with a blue and purple tail.

[She'll pretend she didn't hear that last one.]

Wait... seriously?

Damn... I'm only blue, but with a yellow tail.

[Something he said before slots nicely into place beside that last thing with a mental click and Raven is no longer slouching in her seat at the table.]

You're-!

Oh ah... yeah. [The cat's out of the bag now. He's half tempted to lie and feign ignorance, but it's too much work for him and not really worth it. Besides, she said she likes phoenixes best. So he will lure her to the darkside of liking sparkles too. Yes, sparkles are the darkside.]

But it's kind of a secret, eh. [Holds a finger over his lips for a pose.] Granted, a bunch of people know already, but it's fun to surprise the rest.

[This. This is not real. It's not real and it's not happening, either, because...

...Well, because she's never met another one. Even a blue-and-yellow one. And she doesn't know how to make a filter. So if he can last through five minutes of silence while she wars with herself over what to say, whether to say anything at all - it's kind of a secret - looking hard at the tabletop and blushing and fuming because this isn't what she expected at all...]

Me too.

[Thinks it all over. He's always wanted to meet another. To have answers to a thousand questions. Things he takes for granted as being his bird side; are they really? Still, he can remember how shy of humans he was before he met his father, and the last thing he wants to do is scare someone off with fanboy enthusiasm. Meeting another phoenix at all though... They're so rare they're believed to be mythological in his world. Even assuming another exists, they're loners. Finding another might be impossible and he'd long since assumed it was best not to keep trying. So he doesn't want to miss his chance either. Luceti is pretty incredible just making that chance possible in the first place.]

I know of one other guy who's a phoenix, his flames are red though, and he's not so... literal. He can't change from bird to human, you know? [Not that he knows if she can either... but what better way to find out.] Hey, let's meet in person, eh. If you're not too busy with everyone else you're meeting at the restaurant.

-! A third one?

[Rest assured, Marco, she can do the bird thing.]

...I'm...not busy.

[This is impossibly awkward and strange and not meant to ever happen and...she thought she was the only one.]

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