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Message: <blockquote data-quote="tglassy" data-source="post: 7137400" data-attributes="member: 6855204">[sblock=Quentin]That first night when Quentin tried to walk Raven home, she let him, keeping that grin on her face the whole time. When they got there, a man opened the door.He was huge.  He stood six and a half feet tall, his broad chest and shoulder rippling with muscles.  His hands were big enough to palm a man's head, and looked strong enough to crush it if he did.  He was wearing no shirt, but had a feather tied in a small braid on his otherwise straight, long black hair.  He looked Quentin up and down, unimpressed.  "Who's the lightweight," he said to Raven.  "New student," she said, having to reach up on her tip toes and pull the man down to kiss him I on the cheek.  "He wanted to make sure I got home safe," she said with a grin.  Rorke grinned at that, then looked back at the Genasi, "See you around, kid."A week later, Rorke was seen in the bar with a black eye and a limp, his arm in a cast.  When asking the bartender what happened, Quentin was told that Raven and Rorke had had an...eventful relationship the last year or two, and Raven had had enough and kicked him out.  Apparently Rorke had taken exception to that and tried to force his way into the house, and Raven had informed him, with her fists, that she didn't appreciate him taking exception.  That's the rumor, at least.  Whatever the truth, Rorke no longer lives with Raven.  As the weeks go by after that, Raven continued her training with no apparent changes.  She'd apparently moved on fairly quickly.  Raven of course noticed Quentin's affections.  She was polite, most of the time, though she did have a tendency to talk to him like he was a cute puppy that kept following her home.  She did, however, notice his improvement in the School of Combat.  She spent half her time there, learning various fighting styles, so she saw him progress.  Up until now, she had not gotten a drink with him, or done much of anything with him other than let him follow her around.  Until one day, in the School of Combat's Training Center, and she noticed him looking at her (though he tried to act cool and look away when she turned to him."Ok, Guppy, I tell you what.  You hop in the ring with me.  No weapons.  No magic.  You win, and you can buy me a drink.  Deal?"[/sblock]Sent from my iPad using EN World</blockquote>

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