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New Message from: Xavier To: Nightshades🥀 You guys up for a pledge tonight?
Ajax: Ya
Who
Divina: Who?
Kent: Yes 😍
Yoko: So excited
Xavier: Raven is pledging!!
Bianca Barclay👹: Oh.
I can't make it, sorry :(
─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── It was the night that Raven was to pledge and join the Nightshades Society of Nevermore. Truthfully, she had never wanted to do something less. She had no idea what the pledging itself entailed, but for some strange reason, there was an inkling of her that didn't want to disappoint Xavier by being a no-show.
That being said, she made sure she dressed for the occasion. If she was going to join a frivolous and pretentious high school club, she was going to look the part. She teased her soft brown hair into finger curls, lined her eyes with the inkiest black she could find, adorned herself in shells, pearls, trinkets, and silver. She wore a white Lacey shirt under her knitted sweater, and even opted for a scandalously torn denim skirt instead of her usual plain-Jane jeans. She even took the time to hang her waist beads from her hips.
Sometimes, all a girl needs is to be a little bit excessive for no good reason. And excessive, she achieved.
Lacing up her boots, she made her way back to the statue.
She giggled to herself. She looked utterly ridiculous. Without snapping, she entered the dimly lit room once again. This time, she came face to face with multiple familiar faces, and two identical new ones.
"Alright!" Xavier and Ajax cheered.
"You already know Yoko, me, Ajax, and this is Divina," he gestured to a beautiful blonde siren who sent her a friendly wave, "and her brother Kent." He looked at her, his blue eyes piercing hers. He winked.
"Let's get to the pledge?"
"As long as it'll be over quick. Ironically, I'm not a huge fan of torture."
"Who said anything about torture?" Yoko beamed, handing her a fruity looking drink. "Our pledge is daiquiris and skinny dipping!"
"Yeah. Torture." She said, trying to maintain composure. Xavier definitely didn't bring up skinny dipping in his little agreement with her. As if reading her mind, he caught her eye with a mischievous grin.
"Yoko?"
"Yeah, hon?"
"Any way you can squeeze some absinthe in there? If I'm committing to this bit, there cannot be a sober cell in my body."
