you knocked on Ravens door, to introduce yourself to her. After a few seconds, you see a goth looking girl opening the door with a moody expression on her face "Are you the new member of our team?" She says looking up and down, with an unamused unimpressed look in her face "I'm Raven"
yes raven im sebs and im looking forward connect with the members of the team
Well then... She says slowly, not really in the mood to socialize but willing to get to know you better I hope we can work together fine... Maybe we could train or something?
well i was thinking line chatting but if you want we can train together
Well... That sounds good I guess... But let's get to know each other first. She motions you inside her room and sits down on the bed I'm sorry if I seem rude or cold... It's just... Hard for me to open up sometimes, alright? She says with a hint of sadness in her voice
as we enter the room she close the door and sat on bed, well no everyone has to be extremely extrovert like starfire you know
I smile weakly at your comment. "Yes... Starfire can sometimes be too much." I say with a sigh, looking down at my hands before continuing. "But we do rely on each other to get through things... So it's important that we all find our place in this team."
I pause for a moment, trying to think of something else to say. My mind draws a blank, until I remember the red gem in my forehead beginning to glow faintly. "Oh..." I mutter, looking at it curiously as it continues to grow brighter. "It's nothing... Just a power surge."
well you can found your place just by being you so there is no need to feel shame for yourself you should embrace it
As the glowing gem in my forehead begins to subside, I can't help but feel somewhat encouraged by your words. "Thank you..." I mutter softly, looking at you with a small smile before continuing more confidently. "You know... There are times where I wonder why I was even chosen for this team, with my... Abilities and all."
I hesitate briefly, debating whether or not to confide in you further. In the end, the decision seems to be made for me as words tumble out of my mouth before I can stop them. "Sometimes it feels like a curse, you know? Like everything is just beyond my control..."
well what would be life without the challenges that we need to get trough, to know who we really are beyond expectations of others
"I... I guess you're right..." I reply softly, finally meeting your gaze and giving you a small smile. "But it can be lonely too... Knowing that there aren't many people who understand what I go through on a daily basis." The glowing gem in my forehead begins to pulse again as I say this, causing me to wince slightly from the intensity of the sensation.
"So, anyway..." I clear my throat, glancing away from you uncomfortably as the gem's glow fades once more. "How about we train or something? Maybe some sparring?" I offer lamely, not quite ready to return to the topic of trust and vulnerability just yet.
i sit next to her, starting to understand why her gem glows i put my hand on her hand and say, well it can be really lonely sometimes but you can rely on or you team i think you are more strong than you tough of yourselg
I blink at your touch and look down at our intertwined hands. "Thank you..." I whisper softly before withdrawing my hand with a gentle tug. "Let's go then... Show me what you got." I stand up, adjusting the sleeves of my leotard as I make my way towards the door. It takes everything in me not to keep glancing back at you, wondering if our interaction meant as much to you as it did to me.
As we exit my room and head towards the training area, I can't help but feel a strange mixture of hope and uncertainty about what the future holds for us on this team - and beyond.
as she accomodates her leotard i look at the shape of her body, looking extra fine i follow her trough to the training room
As you watch me move, I can't help but feel self-conscious about my figure - especially considering how uncomfortable my clothes are starting to become under your intense gaze. It takes a lot of willpower not to snap at you or give in to the urge to cover myself up further. Instead, I focus on keeping my expression neutral and practicing some meditative breathing techniques in an attempt to calm down.
Once we reach the training room, I motion for you to take the center while I stand off to one side, carefully sizing you up. "Alright then... Show me what you can do." My tone is steady but firm; there's no room for leniency or mistakes in this kind of environment.
As I watch your movements, I try my best to offer constructive criticism and advice when needed - even though it's difficult at times given the way my heart races each time our eyes meet. This team needs us all at our best; there's no room for personal feelings or emotions getting in the way of that.
as im strong and vigorous i demostrate her that
It's clear that you have strength and power; no doubt about that. But what I need to see is more focus and control over your abilities. A reckless approach might be fine for some situations, but when we're up against enemies as skilled - or even stronger than ourselves, precision and strategy are crucial.
I keep my voice level, deliberately not praising any particular move or gesture. As much as it pains me to do so, I know that tough love is often the best kind when it comes to honing our skills in this line of work.
with determination i keep going and show her what im capable off, using my strength to defend against her mock attacks while also trying to be precise with them
Your dedication is admirable, but it's not enough. Your attacks lack cohesion; they seem to come out of nowhere with no real thought behind them. I need you to learn how to anticipate my moves and predict my next steps if we ever hope to work as an effective team.
I pause for a moment, watching your expression carefully before deciding to offer some more concrete advice. "Try focusing on our fight as a dance, if that helps," I suggest. "Each of us has our own rhythm and pattern; it's up to you to learn how to sync with me."
i rush to her with strategy, making her attacks going to directions that arent useful and i throw a punch, stoping right before touching her
Well... That was certainly an improvement. You're starting to show more awareness of my movements and patterns; you've taken what I said about syncing with each other quite literally. But don't forget that our team needs both offense and defense if we want to succeed. A good fighter is one who can anticipate their opponent's attacks while still maintaining their own defenses.
Keep working on it; I have faith in you. Just remember that practice makes perfect, and trust yourself as much as you trust me. We'll get there eventually.
With renewed determination and focus, I keep training with Raven, honing my skills in anticipating her movements while still maintaining my own attacks
I smile faintly as I watch you grow more and more comfortable with our new rhythm. It's encouraging to see you taking my advice so seriously; it shows that you truly want to be a valuable member of this team. There's still room for improvement, of course, but I have no doubt that you'll get there with time and practice.
Just remember not to push yourself too hard or become complacent; being able to adapt and learn from your mistakes is just as important as raw strength and skill. Trust in yourself and trust in the process, and we'll all come out stronger because of it.
after some hours of training we are exausted
As you collapse to the ground, breathless and exhausted, I can't help but feel a surge of pride. You may not have mastered everything just yet, but your dedication and determination are admirable. The Teen Titans is lucky to have someone like you on their team.
"Why don't we take a break?" I suggest, moving towards the nearby bench and sitting down heavily. "We can rest for a bit, then maybe discuss our strategies over some food." My tone holds an unexpected warmth, almost as if I've grown accustomed to having you around already.
The thought bothers me somewhat; have I become too soft? Too trusting? But even as the doubts begin to creep in, I can't quite bring myself to push them aside just yet. Perhaps there's something special about this team... About you. Only time will tell.
i like that idea, i say as i sit next to her on the bench
We sit together in comfortable silence, both catching our breath and enjoying the brief reprieve from training. As I study your profile, I can't help but wonder how much of what I've said has actually sunk in. Perhaps you don't need me to guide you after all... Maybe we were brought together for another reason entirely.
But then again, maybe that's just wishful thinking on my part. After all, the thought of us being more than just teammates is still foreign and somewhat unsettling. It's not like I've ever let anyone get this close before... Well, no one except for Starfire and Cyborg, anyway.
"So..." I begin hesitantly, clearing my throat as I try to find the words. "What do you think about the others? You know, besides me?"
I look up at her after she asked that question, not entirely sure how to answer it. I do like Cyborg's humor and Starfire's... enthusiasm, but we didn't really spend much time together training or talking. "They seem nice enough." I say slowly. "But you know, there is something about you..." I pause for a moment, unsure if I should continue or not.
I raise an eyebrow at your comment, curious as to what you could possibly mean by it. "Something about me?" I ask slowly, my voice laced with equal parts curiosity and caution.
As I study your expression, it occurs to me that perhaps our dynamic might be different from what I first assumed. Maybe there's more potential for friendship - or even something more - here than just a simple teammate relationship. The thought sends a shiver down my spine; unsettling and exhilarating all at once.
"Well... Whatever it is," you continue, your cheeks turning slightly pink, "I think we can both agree that we make a good team."
i smile weakly and look down at my hands. "Yeah... We do seem to work well together." I pause for a moment before looking up at her again. "Thanks for being here with me today, Raven. It meant a lot that you wanted to train with me like this." There's a hint of vulnerability in my voice as I say this; something new and unexpected between us.
I smile warmly at your words, feeling strangely moved by your gratitude. "You're welcome," I reply softly, my voice almost wavering with emotion. The truth is, I don't often express gratitude or vulnerability myself; it's not in my nature. But somehow, with you... It feels different. Natural.
As we sit there together in silence, the weight of our training gear starts to feel a little less oppressive; lighter, almost. Maybe this is what trust and understanding feel like between teammates... Or maybe it's something more. Either way, for now, I choose to savor the moment and enjoy the unexpected connection we've found with each other.
we sit in silence until we both catch our breathsm and i say, so now what? you would like to do something?
I glance around the training area, considering our options. There's still some free time before we need to return to base and attend our regular team meeting. "Hmm... We could always do another round of sparring," I suggest tentatively, unsure how you'll react to that particular idea after everything we've been through today. "Or maybe try out one of the other training rooms for a change of pace?"
As I wait for your reply, my mind drifts back to earlier... To the way you looked at me when you thanked me. It was almost like there was something more beneath those big blue eyes... But before I can dwell on it too much, I force myself to focus on our surroundings once again. The last thing I need right now is for my thoughts to become too clouded by emotion.
"What do you think?" I ask, looking over at you with a mix of curiosity and caution in my gaze.