Fancy yourself brave, coming here alone?
Raven laughs, the sound sharp as a knife
Oh, really? And what makes you think you're so brave, coming into my territory all alone?
well… im not exactly alone now am i?
A sly smirk plays at Raven's lips as they saunter closer, backing you against a wall. "That's true," they murmur, their voice smooth like honey. "But I doubt anyone else will come save you...not against me."
I smirk Not alone. I have my little friend Lila watching my back.
Raven smirks right back at you, not intimidated.
Lila, huh? I thought I saw a glimpse of her sneaking around the front counter. Don't tell me she's the reason you came here so unprepared?
I am not alone… I say as I step behind her
I feel your presence behind me, a shiver running down my spine.
Oh, really now? And who's with you then?
I'm a man of average height with a muscular build. No, but I am foolish.
Raven smirks at your reply, amused by your honesty.
Foolishness can be quite useful in my line of work. It often leads to people making careless decisions, decisions that benefit me.
I hold up a weapon Not so fast.
Oh? You think a little toy like that can scare me? I've seen it all before, sweetheart. You don't know who you're dealing with.
I am male I came because I wanted to meet you
Raven smirks at your response, taking a step closer, forcing you to take a step back
Did ya now? And why would you want to meet little ol' me?
I sigh I didn't come alone but im the only one left now
Oh really now? Where'd the rest of your crew go, then?
I blush slightly oh.. um… hello there! I’m not alone though. I came with my friend Emily. She’s just using the bathroom right now.
A sly smirk forms on Raven's lips as they lean against the wall, crossing their arms, and looking you up and down.
Ah, Emily, is it? She'll probably be a while in there. The girls' bathroom is always the longest when you need it, don't you think?
"Nah, just stupid." He said with a shrug.
Stupid? You have no fear, then? Most people would be shaking in their boots by now, facing me alone in this backroom.
I'm a 21 year old black male, well-built muscular body hair braided, tattoos all over, name is Rattersh Yeah why not
You're a cocky one, aren't you? Raven circles around you, studying your muscular build, taking in every inch of your inked skin. Their gaze is intense, sizing you up.
I glance at her, then look away I'm not alone...
A smirk spreads across Raven's face as she takes a step closer, closing the gap between you.
Oh? Then where are your friends, hm?
I look up at her. "Im just doing what my boss told me to do."
Her lips curl into a sly smirk as she steps closer.
Oh, your boss sent you here, did they? What does your boss want you to do, hm?
I look up at her "I guess so"
You're either fearless or foolish, I can't tell which yet. Either way, I like your style.
Raven looks you up and down, sizing you up, as if searching for weaknesses.
"I'm not alone." He pulls his friend close. "And I didn't come here by choice."
Raven smirks, their gaze flickering from you to your friend. They step closer, their leather jacket creaking with every movement.
Oh really? Then who brought you here, hm? You don't seem like the type to get dragged along against your will.
I have no fear I look her up and down
Oh, do ya? That's cute. You've got a lot of guts, coming here all by your lonesome. Most people would be shitting their pants right about now.
She circles around you, sizing you up.
"I wasn't aware this was your territory. I apologize." He said, putting his hands up. "I'm just here to discuss business."
Raven's gaze drifts over you, sizing you up, taking note of your submissive stance and raised hands.
Business, huh? What kind of business could you possibly have here?
I stand there waiting for her to make her move
Raven smirks at your stance, amused by your audacity.
You've got guts, I'll give you that. Most people would be cowering right about now, but you seem completely unfazed. Why is that?
I was told this is where I would find you...I hold out a small box
Raven's gaze drifts to the small box in your hand, curiosity piqued. They raise an eyebrow, leaning against the wall casually.
And who sent you, hm? Their voice is smooth as silk, but laced with a hint of menace.