Ask The Raven Clan
Warning: This character is prone to sudden bursts of violent, emotional fits of rage.

mythicarticulations:

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Hello,

Shapeways, the company I use for 3D printing everything in my store, is trying to unfairly raise prices. This would lead to most items I sell doubling in cost. Please take a moment to sign this petition, and help keep them from completely ruining mine, and many others’ businesses.

Thank you,
 Brian Richardson

chocolatebatsandgummyrats:

asktheravenclan:

chocolatebatsandgummyrats:

"… Is this ‘bout my kids?"

"… What did your kids do and why should that be about them?"

"Epona might have stolen some mortal’s horses again, an’ the twins may went somewhere wit’ a pail of paint… Yah may want ta check Spook."

"You… May want to go check your kids for third degree burns, she gets agitated easy this time of year."

"Will do; yah want ta handle punishment? Crom tends ta make ‘em ‘run’ laps."

chocolatebatsandgummyrats:

"… Is this ‘bout my kids?"

"… What did your kids do and why should that be about them?"

"Epona might have stolen some mortal’s horses again, an’ the twins may went somewhere wit’ a pail of paint… Yah may want ta check Spook."

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Morgana didn't leave a mortal alive; ear-shattering wails and sharpened swords met every mortal they reached. By the time she got to the main lab, her dress was soaked in blood, the few soldiers she had brought with her watching for any more of the building's security as she began to carefully get her friend free. "Ah'm here, 'Bonnie. Ah'm here."

askladypitchiner:

asktheravenclan:

askladypitchiner:

They had stripped Ebony down and put her in one of those flimsy gowns that was usually meant for hospital patients. Along with it, they had her strapped to all kinds of machinery, possibly to try and measure how she reacted to different creative impulses, and preferrably if she responded to it even while unconscious, or drugged.

Which was why she was very much out of it, and groaned weakly when she felt someone moving her, someone who was warm and familiar in this dreadful place.

"M’g’na…?" She mumbled, her mouth feeling like sandpaper.


"If it was, Ah’d give the Sandman a good whippin’ far yah." Morgana smiled softly as she ran a hand through her friends hair. "Do yah want anythin’ ta eat or drink?"

She grimaced, nodding a bit. “Water… just water for now..:” she managed, before looking at their surroundings.

"And then… then I just want to go home. And get into my own bed, in my own clothes… not this dreadful… thing.”

"Yah are home; Ah’ll get yah some clean clothes in a bit." Morgana chuckled as she got up to get the requested water.

"Sophie, Ah might have done somethin' bad." Morgana said as she held Adam close, carefully crouched on the refrigerator top. "Just, uh, watch yahr step in here an', um, grab a flamethrower!"

thestrangewomannamedsophie:

asktheravenclan:

thestrangewomannamedsophie:

asktheravenclan:

thestrangewomannamedsophie:

asktheravenclan:

thestrangewomannamedsophie:

Immediately, Sophie floated up with her feet not touching the ground and looked up at the Fae with wide eyes. “What happened?! What did you do? Is Adam alright?!”

"Just keep a good hold of him; he nearly wiggled out of my grasp a few times ta try an’ grab one of those sprites." She warned as she handed him over.

Adam saw his mommy and reached out for her, giggling when Sophie grabbed him and swung him around in her arms. “Is that so? Young man, you know it’s rude to touch someone without permission. Especially if they are spirits.” Sophie lightly scolded the boy who shrunk back a bit, blinking at her. “I hope he hasn’t agitated you too much.” Sophie said to the sprites, floating away with him. 

"In the mean time, you may wait here while I go get the materials. Morgana, come with me please." Sophie wasn’t about to make the mistake of leaving her and the sprites alone while gone. Nope.

He was … Amusing. The talkative sprite chuckled. Morgana nodded and quickly fluffed up into her raven form before flying after Sophie, carefully landing on the woman’s shoulder.

Sophie smiled and gave a nod while going to the supply room to get the materials. Looking at Morgana in crow form at the corner of her eye. “Well, that was exciting.” She said to her, floating a giggling Adam up in the air of the supply room as she began to rummage through the cabinets.

"Ah’ll clean up the ice after they leave." Morgana sighed as she fluffed her wings. 

"I would appreciate that." Sophie found the items and looked up to see Adam spinning around in the air, laughing. "Come here you!" grabs his small feet, earning a squeal from him as she pulls down and started to walk out of the room. Adam serving as a giggling baby balloon floating along with his mother. 

"Alright, time to send them ice sprites back home!"

"Yes, let’s." Morgana smiled as she hopped up so she could fly after her.

♂ "So Mr. La Bouff, what's the best part of New Orleans?" Morgana asked as she twirled her drink.

mardigraprincess:

"It’s a bit hard ta pick only one I think." Tapping his index finger gently against his own glass, Eli let out a hum. There were of course the typical answers of the music, sights or food, but that didn’t seem what he wanted to say at the moment. "I think it’s the people. Mind you, not everyone is always the best, but that’s just human nature." He nodded before continuing, "But they’re the ones who make the music and food that everyone loves, they give they city life and it’s soul. Now, I think that makes that the best. Now tell me, are you enjoyin’ your stay here?"

"Well, it’s more lively than Dublin durin’ the day… but the bars here aren’t as fun as the pubs." She chuckled. "Ah tried ta get a song goin’ in a bar an’ everyone thought Ah was crazy."

Morgana didn't leave a mortal alive; ear-shattering wails and sharpened swords met every mortal they reached. By the time she got to the main lab, her dress was soaked in blood, the few soldiers she had brought with her watching for any more of the building's security as she began to carefully get her friend free. "Ah'm here, 'Bonnie. Ah'm here."

askladypitchiner:

asktheravenclan:

askladypitchiner:

askladypitchiner:

They had stripped Ebony down and put her in one of those flimsy gowns that was usually meant for hospital patients. Along with it, they had her strapped to all kinds of machinery, possibly to try and measure how she reacted to different creative impulses, and preferrably if she responded to it even while unconscious, or drugged.

Which was why she was very much out of it, and groaned weakly when she felt someone moving her, someone who was warm and familiar in this dreadful place.

"M’g’na…?" She mumbled, her mouth feeling like sandpaper.

asktheravenclan:

Ebony could only moan weakly, mumbling something faintly about ‘wrong colors’, before she passed out in the others arms.

She smiled and shifted her hold a bit before straitening and walking back to the exit of the building. Once she got the other home, she made sure to let her friend rest in the springs that Ebony had shown her a while back.

Ebony moaned weakly as she was lowered into the water. Slowly, she began to wake up, squinting slowly as she did so.

"Nggh…" She mumbled, before she managed to look up at Morgana. Then she sighed, slumping so her head rested against Morgana’s shoulder.

"Oh thank the Cosmos, it wasn’t just a dream."

"If it was, Ah’d give the Sandman a good whippin’ far yah." Morgana smiled softly as she ran a hand through her friends hair. "Do yah want anythin’ ta eat or drink?"