{Raven}
The morning air carried the scent of jasmine. Raven stood at the edge of the Summers' property, one hand resting on the hilt of her sword as she watched the empty street.
Old habits died hard.
[Four kills on nights just like this one,] she thought, scenes playing before her eyes on their own. [Two in their beds. One in their study. One right here on a street like this.]
It didn't make her particularly sad or guilty to remember these missions. She was following orders. And, following orders was literally all she'd ever known.
Until Melisa.
Warm arms wrapped around her waist from behind, making her tense for just a moment before Kimiko's familiar perfume registered.
"You're thinking awfully hard out here."
Raven's mind rarely went to any sort of carnal space, when Melisa wasn't around anyway. But, having Kimiko's massive breasts pressed up against her back at the moment surprised even Raven herself with how warm her body got in response.
