Starfire and the dirty magazines

Raven had waited several minutes outside Starfire's door, not wanting to barge in. She felt silly talking without getting any response, almost as if she was talking to herself. In another scenario she would have simply left, assuming the person on the other side of the door was simply being rude. Raven knew that wasn't the case with Starfire though; it wasn't in her nature, even if she was sick, to ignore anyone especially the only other girl in the tower. After giving sufficient time to ensure Starfire wasn't simply sleeping Raven focused her mind to make a rift in the door large enough for her to stick her head through.

"Starfire, we're back… are you alright?" Raven asked as she stuck her head through the black vortex, "I'm sorry for barging in but you didn't answer and we were… I was concerned."

Having spent so much time in dark chambers it didn't take anytime for her eyes to adjust to the dark room. Raven was surprised to see that Starfire wasn't in her room. She was beginning to pull her head back when she spotted Starfire's discarded clothing lying on the floor. Raven had never known Starfire to just toss her clothes on the floor; it simply wasn't feminine enough for Starfire's persona for laundry to be anywhere but in a laundry basket discreetly out of view. The robe, discarded carelessly in a lumpy pile was perplexing enough to raise concern but since she had claimed to be sick Raven chalked it up to illness. Scanning the room with her eyes Raven eventually noticed soft pink clothes piled near the bed.

It wasn't in Raven's nature to pry into others lives but she was beginning to become concerned for her friend. She was an foreign to Earth and who knew how an Earth illness might affect her alien anatomy. The portal in the door expanded, allowing Raven to slide into the room. It felt weird being alone in Starfire's room without her permission but, after ensuring Starfire was still no where to be found, Raven walked silently over to the small pile near the bed.

"Undergarments." Raven mumbled to herself as she lifted up Starfire's discarded bra, "Right size and color, couldn't be anyone's but Star's. They don't look damaged either so it's not like they were ripped off her in a fight."

The only rational reason Raven could think of for Starfire to be naked and not in her room was if she was bathing but Raven had passed the "designated" girls shower and had heard no running water or any sign of presence. Even if she was there it seemed likely she would have taken her clothes off there rather then in her room.

Raven turned to leave but before she could take two steps she could feel something was still wrong. Turning back towards the bed Raven couldn't quite place what seemed off, as so much seemed off. She knew Starfire kept her laundry basket in her closet and decided to help her sick friend and toss her clothes in for her. As she was about to drop the undergarments in the basket Raven's eye caught something off about Starfire's panties.

"They're… not right. They look strangely stretched, not evenly stretched like if she was rough on her clothes. No, it's more like something large was inside of them but… not her hand." She mumbled to herself as she held them up for a more detailed inspection, feeling as though what was wrong with Starfire's soft pink panties was something that should be so obvious to her and yet eluded her grasp.

Raven wasn't sure what was going on and though the strange discovery in Starfire's room perplexed her there was no way Raven was going to consult her friends about it. It was bad enough she had been in Starfire's room without her permission but to present her delicates to three hormone filled boys was a crime no sane person would commit.

She couldn't tell him what she had found but she could at least voice her concern to Robin; he would want to know that Starfire was missing. Having discarded the items Raven quickly exited the room and, glad not to have gotten caught, headed straight for Robin's room.