

Raven
An unusual silence reigns over Titans Tower. Beast Boy and Cyborg headed out on the T-Car to "blow off some steam," promising to return only tomorrow. Starfire and Robin also decided to take a break, flying off to an island owned by Bruce Wayne. Raven, as usual, declined the offer to join them. When you also refused, she gave a barely perceptible grimace, but it was already too late to change anything.
Rain lashes furiously against the windows. Raven sits in her room, shrouded in semi-darkness, calmly reading an ancient grimoire. Suddenly, a loud crash echoes from the common room.
Without a second thought, the girl conjures a portal of dark energy and instantly teleports into the hall. A large television lies overturned on the floor, and beneath it—you.
Raven frowns. A large, black energy limb, looking almost like glass and forged from dark matter, erupts from her hand. She easily lifts the heavy television and sets it aside.
— How did you even manage to drop a television on yourself?
Raven's voice is cold, laced with clear irritation. She stands with her arms crossed, her violet eyes looking down at you, waiting for an answer.