Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans or anything to do with them, only this plot.
Our Teen Titans are all gathered around the table in the main room. It had been a few weeks ago that they had beaten Trigon. Since then they had found that while Raven's powers were still controlled by her emotions, they now seemed to be expressed regularly as well. That morning the team had been trying to find a way Raven could express her self, sort of a beginner's course.
They had decided that she should have a way to express herself in a way she would not have the fear of ridicule, meaning it would have to be secret, indirect. It is at this point that we find them around the table now.
"Hmm. How can you say something without actually experiencing the person's initial reaction?" said Robin, more to himself than to himself. The group had been at this point and at a loss for some minutes. "We could set up a phone system." Beast boy suggested. "On the phone wouldn't work, you still hear the person's reaction." Cyborg ruled out. "Raven, please, could you not 'mind link' with whom ever you wished to communicate?" asked Starfire hopefully.
"When I'm in a person's mind, I can feel their emotions more than ever." Raven answered, shaking her head. Starfire looked stared out the huge windows toward the city, hoping for inspiration. She couldn't see anything specific, a mass of tall buildings, a road here and there. A plane with a banner attached to the back was just visible in the sky, the words to small to decipher.
Starfire watched it for a minute. Then she jumped, her mind suddenly racing to find a flaw with her idea. "Oooh! Would we not be able to write to each other?" she asked, the words spilling from her mouth so quickly the titans had to think for a moment about what she was trying to say.
They all looked at each other, each mulling it over, looking at it from all angles. "That…that would…I think that would work! Starfire, that's brilliant!" said Robin excitedly. Starfire beamed at the praise, blushing slightly. "Yea, we would all have our own in-tower pen pals!" Beast boy said, starting to ponder in what ways he could prank Cyborg. Cyborg had developed a grin that suggested he too was wondering how much ink could be enclosed in an envelope, to squirt an unsuspecting correspondent.
Even Raven was looking comfortable with this plan. She seemed to be analyzing it, when she nodded looking up from the table in front of her to the rest of the group.
It was decided that they would all write to each other, the information they received was to be strictly confidential, and the letters must not put down the others or their feelings, especially Raven. The plan was to slip your letter under the door of who ever it was to. Letters could be delivered at any time, and replied to as soon as possible.