Somehow senses Raven's portal looking

There were things that could hide themselves well—that could become invisible and mask their scent and more. Done right and too the right person, all of a human’s senses could be fooled.

But I had a few more than that.

I didn’t even twitch as that happened—I stayed as I was, leaning slightly forward, resting an arm on a leg as I looked at Adam as he told his story about some mission or other. It was a short thing that he didn’t go to detail on, so he swiftly reached the end of the tale, but each sentence seemed to drag out endlessly. Even so, I waited until he was done.

Then, I spoke, moving nothing but my mouth.

“There’s no need for you to stand there, friend. Come sit with us.” I spoke to the woman behind me, who hadn’t been there until after the words were finished. There was a shift in the air behind me, a sudden access to air that hadn’t been there before, and what seemed like everyone in the room suddenly turned to look behind me.

Everyone but me. I wanted to, but appearances were more important, so even as…whatever the hell was going on behind me happened, I stayed as I was, not moving until…

“Hello,” A woman’s voice said. “Jian Bing.”

When she addressed me, I turned to look her way. I was calm and casual as I did so, going so far as to put an arm over the back of the chair as I glanced the woman over.

What I saw surprised me, though I didn’t show it. Most of it, I noticed only in the periphery of my vision—long black hair and clothes in red and black; miniskirt and thigh-high boots and a strange looking weapon at her hip—because my eyes were drawn immediately to her face.

Or rather, to the mask covering her face.

“Hello,” I replied. “Raven Branwen.”