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Jul. 10th, 2010 | 08:06 pm
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The Raven/Robin Project


Raven/Robin, RaeRob

A drabbles series of every RaeRob moment I could find in the show.

Episode 7 (Switched) – Raven (in Starfire's body) holds Robin by his cape.

The Raben Project

Several months from the formation of the Teen Titans, this is where things stand:

Robin reviews the papers in his hand. He's done this multiple times, because he finds that there is a lot to surprise and intrigue him about their contents. Namely, in detailing the actions and dynamics of Raven and Starfire during their triumphant defeat of the Puppet Master.

He remembers the night as vividly as he does all encounters: the terrifying feeling of being completely helpless in his wooden body; the worries and contingencies darting through his mind at the thought of the two heroines – both complete opposites – launching a rescue for their captured allies.

Robin worries because, at that point in the Titans' evolution, he and Cyborg - as his second in command - had been the strategists of the team. In a fight their function, along with Beast Boy (who doubled as scout) was to provide the main brawn. Starfire's star bolts and Raven's telekinesis were support: they were the 'disrupt, distract and distancing' tactics. Tactics that work well against sentient villains, but would definitely not work on mindless – or, rather, single minded – drones.

And he wondered how, without that initial line of defence, without the abilities for adaptation and calculation Robin and Cyborg had supposedly brought to the team, the girls would fare in a struggle against their close-range counterparts.

Robin admits himself pleasantly surprised with the results. Not only did they have to deal with having both their bodies and powers transferred (something he had not foreseen), but the two of them had also overcome the absence of their co-workers– the strategists, the muscles, the scout – in the most unexpected of ways.

Robin is thinking, of course, of the way in which Raven (yes, that anti-social, reclusive Raven) had assumed command. He is thinking of the fact that both the girls, within their own reports of the events, don't seem to realise how naturally the leadership had fallen to her, how well she'd facilitated their escape, and how easily she'd recovered their spirits to formulate and implement a plan.

This is what surprises him: firstly, that Raven does not realise the implications of her own role. This is unexpected, because she strikes him as someone with the self-knowledge to understand the reactions she causes in others.

Secondly, that Raven would have the charisma, or the inclination to act as a leader at all. That she'd be willing to take on the associated responsibilities (though Robin already knows how much the other Titans respect her, and so her being followed is not such a surprise).

And thirdly, that this quiet and unassuming team mate (who seemed lately to be the cause of one revelation after another) had hidden yet another side of her, yet another ability, which he felt he'd let slip by through complacency and inattentiveness.

So Robin made a resolution.

I need to start paying attention to her

Raven recalls that feeling in her chest, as she has done countless times since the night of it's birth. She studies it, and plays with it, and moves the weight of it around in her mind.

She knows it isn't anger, though it has burnt like anger does. It cannot be rage, even if it was as overwhelming, as sudden, as rage can be. It is not disdain, nor dread. Nor hate, nor fear, though she is sure all of these emotions had a hand in its birth.

What is it? Pride? Wrath? Hope? Did it come from conviction, or from desperation?

It has all these elements and yet none, and she wonders at this peculiar emotion required to create star bolts. Starfire had called it righteous fury, but Raven is too familiar with Fury for the association to be believed. For Fury believes it is always righteous, and if Raven had released it that night, she knows that it would have been there, in the dark of her own mind, tempting and taunting, ready to be set free once again.

Whatever it is, it is something strong, something indefinable. And it is something that is inextricably associated with her friends.

… Is that what they are? Is that what they have? She cannot recall when she had started to consider them as such in her own mind, and is curious as to whether the label fits.

She thinks of Starfire. Of how they had co-operated and relied on each other, on each other's knowledge and strength, during that short out of body experience. She recollects the understanding that passed between them, the compromises this enabled, and the insight into someone whom Raven is pleased to find she can respect.

And Raven cannot examine her regard for her team mates without also looking at events a scant few weeks ago, when Cyborg and Beast Boy had entered her head. She can imagine the way Cyborg had sought to placate her feelings, the way Beast Boy had fretted over her apparent dislike, and the intentions with which they had entered her room in the first instance. She realises that Cyborg is more consoling, and Beast Boy less indifferent, than she has given credit.

Even Robin's belated and, though not forced, noticeable attempts to include her form a part of her musings. Raven now looks back on her previous interaction with him as, rather than a mutual respect of distance, perhaps a mutual indolence. The only side of him she is familiar with is the confident, directing aspect that seems to overwhelm his personality. However, the later days have suggested that there is an underlying steadiness and sensibility to him, where he draws his charisma from. She thinks this is what the other Titans must have sensed, and the true source of their respect.

Raven concedes that, in reality, she may not know all of them enough to justify her thinking of them as friends. She knows that she is still wary, and oft times disturbed, by their behaviour and attitudes. But, with this new emotion in her head (something worrisome, something protective; an emotion as heavy as the weight Robin had, supported solely by her grasp) Raven finds that there is no other term that covers it, or comes as close, as the one she has been using.

They may not be friends yet, but Raven can feel the inevitable pull towards it.

And so, as Raven recalls that feeling in her chest, she thinks that perhaps she should pay more attention to them, after all.

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from: moonrise
date: Jul. 16th, 2010 12:00 am (UTC)

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