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They were back in the dorms by seven at night and the team had three hours before their mandatory curfew for the night. Most went straight to their rooms for the night, except Raven and Roseanne. They went to the private study rooms in the library. The library normally closed fifteen minutes before the curfew was enforced and there weren't too many people there at that time of night. Most of the crew members at the facility used the last three hours of their day doing homework in their dorms. But there were those few that borrowed study rooms. The study rooms were on the first floor of the library, which was actually two floors down from the ground floor. The training facility was located at the top of a mountain. 

Most of the buildings had their floors on the side of the mountain. The third floor was the ground floor of the library, which meant that no one really went down to the first floor. That was where the archive room with ancient texts was located, as well as the rolling stacks, a set of rolling bookshelves to make space for more books. Raven and Roseanne took the elevator down to the first floor. At night it was very dim, and it was pitch black looking out the windows onto the side of the mountain. 

They entered the room and Roseanne walked to the far side next to the holo board. The room was small, with a table in the middle and four chairs. It had a holo board, a podium and outlets to connect computers and projectors. Raven closed the door behind himself, but remained standing by it. It wasn't too much privacy--the walls and door of the study room were made of glass to allow for instructors to be able to see what all students were doing in there. The only positive thing about it was that there were no cameras or microphones in there so anything they said to each other wouldn't be heard by anyone else. 

Raven leaned up against the door and crossed his arms over his chest. Roseanne gulped as she barely seemed to notice that his shoulders had gotten broader. When he had just joined the elite team at nineteen years old, he was smaller and scrawnier despite being taller than her. He was still a kid and now he was a man at twenty two years old. When she took several minutes and said nothing, he pressed her on the topic. "You said you wanted to tell me something?" He eyed her with curiosity, eyebrows furrowed. He still seemed a bit hurt and even slightly frustrated with the picture he had in his possession of her and Indy. They weren't in a relationship. They couldn't be because it wasn't allowed. But he had to admit to her and to himself that it really bothered him when he saw them together like that.

"I know from the angle the picture was taken it looks bad. But he leaned in to whisper something into my ear." Roseanne tried to explain the picture before anything else. He merely watched her, giving her the opportunity to explain things despite knowing that she didn't really owe him an explanation if she didn't want to give one. But if she was willing to give one, he was willing to hear it. "I don't want to go too much into details because that's his business to tell and not mine. But he basically told me he likes Ivory, and they've been flirting with each other. But Cedar thinks you're after Ivory because he always sees her around you."

"So..." He started a bit nervously, completely overlooking the fact that Indy knew Cedar didn't like him and did nothing to correct him. His mind seemed to care more about another part in all of this. He was debating with himself whether to ask the question or not. "You and Indy aren't dating or anything?"

Roseanne crinkled up her nose at the thought. She wasn't sure if Scarlet actually meant it whenever she claimed she only loved Raven like a younger brother. But Roseanne definitely only loved Indigo Blue like a younger brother. He always came to her when he needed help and when he needed advice, and she was happy to help him. The only one she had romantic feelings for was Raven, but she was too shy to tell him anything about it. For the moment, she was perfectly happy merely being friends with him. And if he was only trying to be her friend in the end, she'd be happy with that as well. 

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