[Tangerine]

Following a well-earned hot shower after sunset, Raven returned to her room on the third floor of the iconic T-shaped tower that housed her team. Yeah, her team. That noisy band of heroes… She was hoping that she would be able to spend the rest of the day, or night for that matter, without an uncalled interruption from her dear teammates. That didn’t mean, however, she sought total silence. There was a particular sound she wished to fill her room that particular evening. Probably in a rhythmic manner.

A moody little library-cum-bedroom, how her room looked at first glance. There was a certain order to it, but it wasn’t perfectly orderly, given the candles and piles of books cluttered up the place.

As she unwrapped it, the white towel that hugged the nineteen-year-old heroine's damp form rained down her body, pooling at her feet. Thanks to her pale skin, the bare heroine stood out like a floor lamp in her dim room, her hips forming the widest part of her 5'4" tall silhouette.

Legs through the leg holes, arms through the sleeves. Her lycra costume snapped onto her body like a second skin. It was fairly tight. Her dark leotard stretched as she wore it, the fabric gluing itself to her skin. Like usual, the back of the crotch region wanted to dig itself into her crack. And partially did. Her hooded clock flew towards the girl, allowing the heroine to don it as the garment curtained her backside. Instead of her regular costume, perhaps she could have worn something special for the occasion. “Whatever.” She figured that wasn’t necessary.

Once dressed up, Raven pulled out a simple wooden chair, having a seat in the middle of her bedroom. "Hmm..." She started flipping the pages of a book that sat in her lap until she found the mostly harmless summoning spell she was searching for.

It was an evening in which her demon side predominated over her human side. And demons tended to be naughty. And horny. Like how she felt at the moment. She intended to do something about that particular state of mind. With someone's help. Thus, Raven began to chant, uttering a spell from her book. Half-closed violet eyes watched carefully as a portal opened before her, spitting out a seemingly random someone into her room.

Sharply, she slammed the book shut. With that, the portal closed. “Could have been better.” After studying her guest a bit, she talked to herself. “Hello. I’m Raven.”