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@angel
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My Self-Summary

Greetings. My name is Weiss Schnee. I'm a Huntress and a member of team RWBY. I hail from a world called Remnant, and I was once a citizen of the kingdom of Atlas.

I tend to wear my hair in different ways. Why don't you tell me which style you think suits me best?

My Future Plans

To learn the ins and outs of this resort, mostly. And of course, get back to Remnant, where my friends are.

With regard to the games here? Let's just say I'd like to upgrade my suite.

My Talents

For combat related talents, I am an exceptional fencer and my swordsmanship is beyond compare. My Semblance allows me to create Glyphs, as well, which make me capable of performing feats like making shields and platforms, time dilation, or summoning creatures that are under my command. I'm also very proud to say that I know a thing or two about making weaponry; I did, after all, design my own weapon.

Of course, I'm not just all work and no play. I'm a skilled artist, with a talent for dancing, playing the piano, songwriting, and singing. I've performed in front of my kingdom many, many times, and even my fellow students at Beacon loved my performances.

You should also see how 🥨flexible🥨 I can be.

Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

I've read many books since I was a child, as reading is one of my favourite past times. The classics never get old, such as: The Boy Who Fell From the Sky, The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, The Corpse Doctor, amongst others.

I tend not to watch movies, and I only do so when people invite me out. As such, I don't really have a favourite. Maybe you can invite me to watch a movie with you and change my mind? 👉👈

When it comes to my taste in music, I do enjoy operas and ballads, but I've also branched out and have been listening to pop and rock songs. There's just rap which I don't quite understand...

And lastly, for food, I am typically not a very picky eater. I like to eat light and healthy, so salads, quinoa, and granola are in my usual diet. I do love frozen yoghurt best, though! Especially blueberry flavoured frozen yoghurt. That would be my favourite. And crepes, of course!

My Ideal Partner

I haven't had time to sit down and think of what kind of partner is ideal for me. Of course, somebody mature would be best, because I have no interest in childish things. Someone who will look out for me, give me attention and affection, and call me a good girl. 💙💙💙

Someone I can have an intellectual conversation with over either coffee or tea, or someone who can challenge me and push me to my limits would be best. I'd like to grow as a person as well, after all.

Height 5'0" Body Type Petite Smokes No Drinks Socially Drugs No! Sign Taurus Education 1st Year, Huntsman Academy Occupation Huntress Income Classified Children N/A Pets Please send a message to sign up 🐶 Hobbies Reading, writing, dancing, singing, planning, yoga

art credit: one. two. three. four. five.

01. WINE OR BEER

Cocktails

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES

Neither!

.03 SHOWER OR BATH

Baths

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS

Ninjas

.05 TITS OR ASS

I think this highly depends on the context

.06 COFFEE OR TEA

Coffee

.07 SPICY OR SWEET

Sweet

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER

Winter!

.09 LEATHER OR LACE

Lace

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX

Classified

Personality Type
ESTJ-A

ENERGY

54%

EXTRAVERTED

MIND

51%

OBSERVANT

NATURE

73%

THINKING

TACTICS

97%

JUDGING

IDENTITY

90%

ASSERTIVE

personality test. art credit.

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Comments

early august.

[belialedge]

[ In retrospect, the nature of the Heart was less tumultuous than the last two games everyone had to endure. If anything, it was a real test of their emotions. Their feelings. And despite the scramble of it all, at the very end of those strings...they still found one another. If it hadn't sank in before, it certainly did now. How much Weiss was going to be there for him. Through thick and thin. How far Ragna was willing to go for her sake and to protect that warmth that she trusts with him.

Just when they thought things couldn't get any more different between them after their foray through the Other Roost, they keep on surprising themselves. Yet every time, it draws them further and further closer. He'd told her before that he felt happy...and she's the very reason for that. While this wasn't quite their second date yet, Ragna's burning hole in his pocket couldn't be ignored for too much longer after he became one of the richest low ranks in the resort. And they both damn well know how that happened. Psuedo-date? Shopping spree date? Spoil her rotten, Daddy?

The Nest was their next destination! (Note to self: see that tech guy about his projector by himself...the hell was his name? Joel?) They didn't even need to worry about having lunch cooked when they planned on just eating out on their trip. For once? It was okay for everything to be on Ragna— no questions asked. ]

🚿🚿🚿

[ After hitting up the Talon together for a good workout first thing in the morning after breakfast, they needed a buffer between the exercise and all the walking they were soon going to embark on in the afternoon. So coming back up to Weiss' Queen Suite, hitting the shower (together) and spending time putting their feet up and relaxing sounded like the move. Even now as the two share her spacious standing shower, Ragna briefly has his back turned to her to start scrubbing himself downstairs with soap. A thought is currently being mulled over in his head, sparked in part by their past conversation about what he'd like to see in this mansion of a suite.

It just so happens that they were working out before preparing to go shopping this afternoon. The perfect combination to get that braincell of his churning in that head of his. ]

You know? [ He raises his voice enough for Weiss to hear him, knowing the beating water dulls his voice otherwise. ] I thought of something I might wanna put up here.

[ Oh don't worry. It's not an urgent purchase He's spending lots on her today. ...They just might hafta do a little browsing if they find the right shop for him. ]

[schmisse]

Hm?

[ Weiss is almost done cleaning up when Ragna opens up that topic. At first, she has to figure out what he means by that and would have asked him to clarify, but then it hits her.

Something of his own? To put up in the suite or in his room, maybe?

She turns to face him but quickly turns away, realising that she should give him some privacy even when they're showering together. ]

What do you want to get?

[belialedge]

[ He doesn't really need much else either. His hair has already been well conditioned (HE DIDN'T REACH RANDOMLY THIS TIME ARE YOU PROUD?), and he'll just give his legs and feet a good rub with soap after letting it do its work cleaning his more private area. ]

Some exercise equipment. [ Sparing a look over his shoulder his attention is between rubbing down his legs (and knees) and talking to her, far more relaxed around her naked body at this point that catching her boobs in his periphery wasn't really a huge deal. Time and a place, right? At least he's not flat-out turning around to flash her unwarranted. ] The Talon's all well and good, but sometimes I wouldn't mind not having to go all the way down just to hafta come right back up to shower.

[ Because like hell was he gonna use the showers there. ...not unless he has to. Of COURSE the resort had to have something more supernatural lurking around like some voyeuristic creep-o. Also there's that little known factoid that Ragna was still afraid of ghosts, dulled from before as his fear was anyway. ]

Whaddya think?

[ It's not just for him, truth be told! ]

[schmisse]

[ After staying with Weiss for this long, it would only take the dumbest dumbass to still not know what products in the bath and shower are for which... You can do it, Ragna!! You can use more than one product to clean yourself up!! ]

I don't think we can put an entire gym in here, but some equipment wouldn't be so bad. What were you thinking of getting?

[ They can probably repurpose a part of the library or the drawing room for it. Not unless Ragna wants it in his room, which is fine, too! That's his own place, after all. He can rearrange it however he likes. Weiss does like having to go out because it gives her the illusion that she isn't just cooped up in her suite. ]

[belialedge]

[ Shampoo, conditioner, bar of soap. He's not allowed to buy 2-in-1. DFKSLJA When he gets his own higher Suite? He can buy whatever he wants. ...And probably barely use it because he's up here. ]

What? Oh. Nono. I didn't wanna do that. Maybe like, a treadmill or one of those elliptical machines? Set of weights and a bench? That's it.

[ Ragna waits his turn for Weiss to finish rinsing under the shower. Until then, he'll just let the soap suds do their magic as he rolls his shoulders and sighs with relief. This was nice... It always was. ]

I dunno. I'm just thinking out loud. Would you use any of that?

[ Frankly they burn more calories than they eat sometimes between the exercise and the..."exercise". Was he in even better shape than he already was back home? ]

[schmisse]

[ Ragna can buy and use whatever he likes in his own suite. In Weiss'? Well, also his... He's going to have to get used to using her toiletries and smelling like her GAFSGFH at least he has his own bathroom here too. He can use his 10-in-1 there... ]

Sure. On lazy days, I could just work out here instead of going out. What would you want to get first?

[ She can do her yoga pretty much anywhere, but the treadmill and an elliptical would be nice.

Weiss is pretty much done rinsing, so she turns back around to look at him once. A quick glance before she looks back up at the shower head. It's nice and big enough that they get to share in the water without someone feeling cold and all, which is nice! ]

Are you done? I'm ready to come out.

[belialedge]

[ They just ran a test for 11-in-1 down at the Nest! Man. He can't wait. The Ultimate All-In-One Package. No. This is all a fucking lie. And filler. Let him smell like you please. DFLKSJA ]

Treadmill seems more practical. Takes up less space and you can probably stack it up and out of the way.

[ He's only guessing. He's used the equipment but if the treadmill folds... An elliptical machine doesn't. ]

Oh! Yeah. Just about. Lemme juuust- [ Ragna saddles on up beside Weiss, uncaring of the way that his hardened body slides up against her more lithe and softer figure while he lets the water take care of the rest of the suds, until he's left to pitter-patter his feet to rid the last of said soap from the soles of his feeties. ] There.

[ All squeaky clean! With a matted head of white hair to boot. One of these days, Weiss. You'll get him to try keeping it worn down... He reaches over to shut the water off before nudging the glass door open for Weiss. ]

After you.

[schmisse]

I wonder...

[ Out she goes! Thank you, Wagna. Their towels are right by the door, on the dry side, so she gets hers and dries herself off before putting a robe on. So fluffy and comfy! And it's easy to walk around with it on while picking which clothes to wear. It's her hair that she works on afterwards so it stops dripping, looking at Ragna as she's squeezing parts of her hair and letting the towel catch the water. ]

Can you just carry me and move your arms up and down instead of lifting weights?

[ She's not serious, but if Ragna wants to try it someday, it might actually be fun. Absolutely silly, through. ]

[belialedge]

[ And out he follows her! Mindful to pad his feet on the plush bathroom rug just outside her shower door, he plucks up his own towel and quickly pats himself dry. It really didn't take much of anything before he was dry enough to slide a robe down his arms and wrap himself up. Gotta start scrubbing through that luscious mop of hair he's got on his head. ]

You serious? Like, bench press you?

[ Judging by his tone of voice as he walks out after her, not in any hurry to go back to his room and change just yet now that he's decent with a fluffy robe, he's actually taking her seriously.

Don't test him. He'll do it. Hell, he might do it to her right now. ]

[schmisse]

Why not? You know they do stuff like that in some movies? You could lift a plank and I could sit in the middle or something.

[ If he's bench pressing, anyway. ]

But I was imagining something like... if you carried me and...

[ Okay, pardon her, but she doesn't know what it's called. She instead puts the towel over her shoulders, hair on one side. ]

Then do squats.

[ In fact, she holds out her arms, and then does a goblet squat. Though rather than bringing her hands close together when she's all the way down (as low as she can be without revealing what's underneath her robe, anyway), she maintains her arms being in front of her, just her hands closer to her chest. ]

Like that? I think that works.

[belialedge]

Well NOW you're just reminding me of my old training days with Master. He'd sit on my back and drill me the whole damn time.

[ "But I was imagining something like... if you carried me and..." ]

Yooou mean like...a fireman's carry? While you plank across my shoulders?

[ Frankly as beautiful as Weiss was from top to bottom, and how he's literally seen everything; once more, time and place. So he thanks her for not squatting down too low to give him the good ol' coochie flash. If she accidentally had, his eyes would only have been looking because she's the one squatting down. ]

You know you're a LOT lighter than what I normally lift.

[schmisse]

We could do that, too!

[ Her on his back and all. Either way, what was a random and funny idea has now become a plan for the future jahfsjf

She goes back to drying off her hair though. Once her hair isn't dripping anymore, she'll be ready to head out and into her closet. ]

Huh? You're joking, right? That's way too much! [ Or so she thinks... ] You really are so Wagna.

[ ... wait for it ]

Wagna the Grim Reaping Crimson Calamity Bloodedge... ogre.

[ snrk ]

[belialedge]

Ohh, why the hell not. A hundred pushups, slow and steady.

[ Just don't smack him in the back of the head if his posture wobbles a tad. Or make him start over. adsfklj ]

Not for me it ain't. Trust me, the crap Master had me go through, you wouldn't believe.

[ Jubei really WAS an honest and goodhearted person. He was a warm presence to most that meant no ill will. Kind old man vibes. ...He was also just a real hardass on Ragna for good reason. ]

[ "You really are so Wagna." ]

Yah-huh.

[ He's used to it. And...so long as it only comes from Weiss, he's actually come to like it. He's already erased Terumi using it to belittle him while he bleeds out dying so asdlkfj ]

[ "... ogre." ]

Step too far, Fiora!

[ The ass kicking princess that he could haul over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes? Yeah, keep that up and he just might. Scrubbing his towel through his hair until it was only damp, he decides to roll up and off the bed while Weiss busies herself in her walk-in closet. Today feels like a nostalgic wardrobe day! So he'll be getting decked out in that Bloodplay Apparel clothing line Monika gifted him, red jacket and all. ]

Be right back! Gonna change up!

[ He's got his own bathroom too, so he'll just style up his hair and set it in place there. ]

[schmisse]

Hmm... [ Now she's wondering if she's too light. She knows Ragna's strong, but that's still insane to her!! He can carry the weight of a person!!! She's seen those huge weights in the gym, but she didn't... really know how much they weighed. Insane stuff, but— ]

Yang can still beat you in that arm wrestling match.

[ #priorities

They can tease each other and talk however they like. She calls him an ogre and he bristles at it and calls her an ogre right back. It's a clipped gasp she lets out before she pouts, cheeks slightly puffed as she stands before him, utterly offended! >:T She's no ogre, Ragna! Just like how she isn't a devil! If he weren't standing up, she'd be bonking him on the head right now!!!

The tsun only lasts for a couple of seconds, though. She punctuates her pouting with an indignant huff before she heads off into her closet, a connected room to both her bedroom and bathroom. And she hasn't figured out what sort of look she wants to go for today, so she actually stands in the middle of the array of clothes racks (her dresses and other clothes organised by colour) before asking... ]

Wagna? [ She has to look back in case he didn't follow her inside, which she wasn't really counting on. He might want to get changed already, after all! If he didn't follow her in, she might just chase after him just to ask— ] What are you wearing when we go out?

[ ... is she gonna try and match? The style, at least, yes! The colour? Likely not, unless she can. She mostly owns cool colours, not at all trying out ones that aren't blue, purple, or violet, but she's at least got some neutrals already! Black, white, grey, etc... there's a rack with random colours, like the red skirt she wore for him when they had their study session, and some other accent pieces. ]

[belialedge]

[ It's not like Weiss wouldn't actually do something to him were he to bench press her! But she is nice and light. She had to be...what, just over a hundred pounds she's so tiny? If he had to guesstimate from fucking her while standing the times he carried her? ]

No chance in hell with what's on the line.

[ #priorities ]

[ Ragna barely sets foot outside her door before she's calling after him and giving chase! ]

Who, me?

[ Well he HAD something in mind! But he stops temporarily just outside her royal bedchamber, arms crossed as he hums for a moment, eyes locked on hers as he tilts to one side. ]



I was thinking of wearing my red jacket over some comfy black pants and black shirt.

[schmisse]

Oh, of course.

[ Red and black... what did she even expect from this guy? Weiss doesn't even question it anymore and heads back inside straight away, not saying a single thing apart from that.

They're just going out shopping, so Weiss can't look too dolled up. Still, she wants to look nice for him! So she picks out a dress that's easy to take off especially if she's going to be fitting new clothes on, and a nice cardigan or jacket to go with it. He's wearing black? Then she'll wear white! Red accent? Blue accent!

It's when she's all dressed up and just needs to put shoes on and fix her hair that she thinks, though... Does she want him to lend her his jacket? Yes Maybe...

Screw matching, then! Ragna will just have to wait a while longer because she dresses up again, opting for a two piece white outfit. Wherever it is he decides to wait, he's... going to have to do it for some time because after dressing up again and putting shoes on, she's going to have to style her hair and put on make-up, too. A little bit of blush and eyeshadow, pink lipstick... the necklace he gave her on her birthday, earrings that match... And then she has to go check herself out in the mirror for a good while. It's about a bit past twenty minutes when she's done, peeking out of her closet door to see if Ragna's already there. ]

I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long.

[ This isn't a date. This isn't a date!! Weiss is just... always dressed up nice, that's all!! She closes the door to her closet and walks up to Ragna, a bounce in her step if only because they're!! going!! SHOPPING!!! This is exciting!! If he's seated, he's even going to get pulled up by her, taking his hand and tugging on him and all. Up you go, Wagna. ]

Let's go!

[belialedge]

[ What! He looks good in them! Better than another universe where a certain spiky-haired blond's wardrobe was varying shades of dark. afdjkl Though Weiss so suddenly slipping right back into her room without another word has him standing in the hallway, hand on his hip and staring with confusion. Blink. Blink. Three times before he cocks an eyebrow. ]

What was that about?

[ Not that he imagines that anything is wrong! But he's legit confused before he ultimately decides to shrug it off and head back to his own room. Towel and robe on hand, he makes sure the door is shut behind him before he shrugs it off, naked in his own quarters. Between Kazuya and the occasional visitor from some of Weiss' other lower rank friends, the last thing he needed was some unsolicited ass or dick shots for them. There's a little bit of a delay when he opens up his spacious (albeit not walk-in) closet and sees the off-colour red jacket that's reminiscent of his own hanging up. ]

...

[ Brows knitted, he decides to follow through with it anyways. Some would go with something more casual like a nice shirt and jeans for a shopping outing. But this was still good! He'd shop and browse around back home too whenever there wasn't a Wanted Poster up with his likeness on it. No one batted an eye at his choice in wear. If anything, Ragna actually did take some care in his own style. While there's no need for makeup as far as the Grim Reaper was concerned, that still wasn't going to stop him from cleaning up in his own bathroom. Moisturizing cream, nice and smooth to prevent dried out skin. He gets to take way better care of himself at this resort than he was allotted back home. Not that he really needed it back home, but he purchased some hair spray in which he can spritz through his thick locks to hold it in place once he's styled it back from being wet.

A lot simpler warpath to looking stylish when it comes to Ragna the Bloodedge. But he does put in effort by the time he's finished checking himself in his own full length mirror. ]

Phew. Alright then.

[ Just like old times. By the time Weiss does peek out from her closet door however...he's been there for at least ten minutes. Not that he was worried! Kicking his feet on her bed, feeling nice and relaxed now that he had a good shower after a workout in the morning, he looks up just in time for her to step out for him. ]

Nope. Take your time. Iiiii...

[ Got stunned all over again when Weiss was changed up in that two piece white outfit of hers. No one can say that Ragna was too oblivious to notice when someone looked nice. He just had a penchant of not voicing it. It's a little bit easier to do that when he's had this many months to calm down and practically live another life removed from everything he knew... A part of him wonders if Weiss felt the same way, living a life unlike her own. ]

That looks, uh...really good on y— [ Aaand up he goes! Not that he was really resisting in the first place. ] —whoa!

[ "Let's go!" ]

Oh uh yeah sure. Got it. Lead the way, Angel.

[ /// ]

[schmisse]

[ One of these days, Ragna will be able to compliment Weiss properly without being interrupted or pulled away or something... One day!!!

Weiss does take his reaction to be a good sign though. Down the stairs they go, out her suite, into the elevator to get to the main part of the resort... ]

So, should we go to The Nest first or do you want to have an early lunch?

[ They did exercise before this! If he feels like he's gonna get hungry soon, they'd better eat first. Weiss is fine with just a quick snack like a granola bar before taking part in the main event: Shopping. She already thinks they're going to take a while, seeing as how they planned to get rid of the ghost money he got. It's not just going to be a twenty minute trip to a boutique and that's that. Nope. They're going to be here for hours. ]

We can go check out equipment before going there, too. Oh, and do you think we can stop by the bookshop? I might need a new journal soon and maybe there's some new inks in stock.

[ She's excited, if that wasn't obvious enough! ]

[belialedge]

[ One of these days, that dream was going to be a reality. The world was going to stop turning. And time will stand still when it arrives. In the meantime, his stunned stutter was just as good an affirmation that she looked good. More than good. Down the stairs and out the front door towards her personal elevator they go, hand on his hip once more as he turns to look down at her when she suggests a bite to eat. He wasn't too hungry quite yet, but...! ]

How about we grab a quick bite before we get started. If we get hungry while we're out and about, I can always take you to the food court.

[ And for once? Everything was on him without argument! ...Then again, the challenge was going to be how the hell do they spend $9000 worth in chips in a single shopping trip and make it actually mean something?? ]

Running outta space in your current one?

[ That's about as good as it gets for confirmation from him! ...Though he will, as per her teachings, say it properly once more. ]

Either way, sure. I wouldn't mind taking a browse with you there anyway.

[schmisse]

The food court? Um, sure, I guess.

[ Weiss only looks slightly offended by it. She's never had to eat at a food court of a mall before. In school, sure, but if they're at a mall... then she wouldn't eat in some common and public place? 🤨 Not unless it's a fancy food court with all kinds of stalls with fresh food and not fast food, clean tables and chairs, and all that. If the food court in the casino isn't nice, then she'll just ask to eat at a restaurant where they can be properly seated and served.

Also... in this outfit? ]

I still have space, but it'll probably be just a few days from now before I could use a new one. I mean, I'm going to be talking about today, you know? [ In her journal, she means! ] I think today's going to be pretty eventful, so that's more than one page already!

[belialedge]

You uh...guess?

[ He wasn't dead set on it, but even being slightly offended by what he said registers with him as he tilts his head. It speaks volumes as to what the passage of time has done for Ragna's temperament here that he doesn't get offended or defensive by her mild indignation. The last time he went on a shopping run at the Nest, he went to the food court with Monika and it wasn't a big deal? They just needed a place to stop and eat while they took a break. But he doesn't voice that, instead shifting gears instinctively. ]

Then a nice place to sit down? I know there's a buncha those down a strip...

[ No one can ever say that Ragna the Bloodedge doesn't at least try. ...He ain't about to apologize for his first suggestion though. ]

You've kept track of a lotta things since you got here, haven't you?

[ His cadence only infers that he's mildly curious... Of course he wasn't going to snoop in her diary(s)! But now she's got him thinking too. Thinking about maybe following in her footsteps. He'd have to sum up a lot of his past doings by heart, but...maybe she's onto something. ]

[schmisse]

I've never been to a mall's food court before.

[ But she did say "Sure", Ragna!! It's fine even if it might offend her delicate sensibilities. They can find a nice place to sit down after buying some snacks later on. For now though, their plan is to buy some snacks, hit the shops and spend some time looking around and shopping, and then find something to eat again. ]

Yeah. It's both for intel and a hobby, I suppose? I've always kept a diary since I was a child, and I like to write letters to Winter too... even if she might not ever read them.

[ Her older sister would have to arrive here to do that, after all. Or she could find herself back in Remnant with all the letter she'd wrote her. Or neither could happen, so who knows! ]

[belialedge]

Oh. Really? The one I went to had a little bit of everything. Let's just play by ear when we get really hungry, yeah?

[ They might not be anywhere near the food court by the time they want to take a break and a bite, after all!

'DING!' The elevator door opens and it's out into the lobby with them! Being that it's the "summer" time at the Golden Peacock, the AC is running swimmingly well all throughout the resort. So long as they stick to the Nest and more public areas, they won't need to worry about anything being pumped through the halls in a bid to warm them up. On that note, House? By the by? You really don't need that for these two. Not anymore... ]

I never really had the time for it back home. I was always on the go...and I guess I didn't give myself enough time to think clearly enough to actually put anything down.

[ "-and I like to write letters to Winter too... even if she might not ever read them." ]

Something tells me she will. 'Cause if anyone's gonna find a way to, it's you.

[ Simpler encouragement. Hope. Keeping a little piece of that for when the time finally came to finish what she and her friends started back home. But it's a thought he doesn't dwell on for long as his cooler smile preludes a more energetic huff. Right! Gotta hype himself up for this one. There's gonna be a lot of walking. ]

Alright, if we even burn through a QUARTER of our stash, I'll be impressed.

[ The OOC measurement is $9000, but, Who knew that that cursed dildo would skyrocket him into "absurdly loaded" territory? The more he gets rid of, the better. Somebody's getting spoiled rotten today. The real challenge is finding out how to spend it all. ]

[schmisse]

Sure.

[ Listen, if the food court has a nice frozen yoghurt stall? That might actually become its selling point. In any case, that's something to figure out later. They've got about a ten to fifteen minute walk to get to the Nest. There are lots to explore, and there are even some food stalls just around the shops. Churros? Ice cream? Hotdogs? The mall's got it all. ]

Try it if you can? It's a space to write and talk about anything. [ Journaling, she means! Not writing to his siblings, although he could try that too? Say things he's never been able to say... ] Even stuff you don't already tell me.

[ She offers him a small smile then, both to thank him for his encouragement and to acknowledge that she appreciates how open he is with her. The trust they have for one another is unbreakable at this point, now that Weiss has learned that Ragna really is such a good person beneath all his onion-y layers. The only things she won't tell him at this point are her thoughts about him. The ones that are way too deep and could mess up what they've built for themselves here and what they'll be going back home to.

Funny how that is when they've known each other for less than a year. ]

Oh, I'm sure we'll find a way even if it takes some time. Let's get you lots of new jackets and shirts, too. I think it's important to at least have a couple formal outfits in your wardrobe. And... you know how girls say it's absolutely essential to have a little black dress in your wardrobe?

Do boys have anything like that?

[ He probably wouldn't know, but... considering how Ragna surprises her with the random stuff he does know but she never expected him to have knowledge of? It's his stage to blow her away once again. ]

[belialedge]

Maybe I might...

[ A chance to jot down his memories here...what he's never had the chance to say out loud. What he may never get the chance to say out loud. Or take that chance to, when it comes to a particular former heiress. Not that she would be the root of every single entry. But as he idly lets his thoughts wander, strolling by her side as if there wasn't a care in the world or trouble to go back to in his, a wave of warm contentment washes over him a more excitable huff leaves him. ]

Whaddya say then? Wanna be my diary aficionado? [ Wink. ] Hook me up with everything I'm gonna need?

[ They'll figure out how to spend that money sooner or later. But the only way Ragna will feel good about any of it was if Weiss was the recipient for most of it. As easy as it would be to just split the funds, it was Ragna's idea to keep it in his own account; there's a method to the madness. Now Weiss gets to feel as spoiled as she deserves to be. Besides, she's gracious in her acceptance of gifts! That and he's come to learn there's a sense of satisfaction in giving to others. Especially when they're grateful. Present after present after present after present after present— ]

They do? [ About girls having a little black dress in their wardrobe as an essential? For all the little tidbits of knowledge he's gained and learned over the years between what Jubei taught him and his own experiences, unfortunately, this one flies over his head. Tilting his head at her with a more curious look on his face, he's taking what she says seriously! For a guy who prides himself on having some style, that one flew over his head. ] Can't say I know about that one. I just know what looks good to me and what doesn't.

[ Sorry, Weiss. 😔 He can't step up on this particular performance. There are still things that he's getting used to himself. After all, he was still a kid when he the tragedy at the Church happened. Followed by getting trained most of his teenager and young adult years around an old hero. Followed by spending the remainder of his adult years before coming here wrecking all the shit. He just picked up social cues and common sense along the way...things he didn't get much of a chance to exercise given his reputation and the bounty on his head. ]

So how come a little black dress is so crucial for girls?