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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?
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.
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 π₯¨flexibleπ₯¨ I can be.
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? ππ
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!
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. πππ
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.
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
ESTJ-A
i'm so sorry he is just Like This, weiss truly deserves to get to throw him through a machine π
Regardless, his tone of voice is a little less harsh when he speaks again, and he even opts to bite his tongue and resist from making any comment about how her getting such a good score here is totally just beginner's luck? And thanks to her still having both eyes? ]
Like -- twenty, probably? With the score you got. [ The best he's gotten is, like, twelve. ] For games that pay out better than this ...
[ A grumble in thought before he looks her over. ]
-- are you the lucky type?
GDFSHFD it's ok she'll be mean to him sometime as revenge
[ Well, that sucks. Weiss is unimpressed by the ticket turnout. It's also disappointing, because she did actually find it a little fun! And so, she looks back at the Schnee-ball machine disapprovingly, before looking back at Fuuta. ]
I wouldn't say I'm lucky. [ No, she has terrible luck. ] Are you?
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[ As for her question, he just stare flatly back at her for a moment. ]
And do I look lucky to you. [ The answer is no. He isn't comically unlucky, but, well. Things usually don't work out that nicely for him. (He doesn't deserve good luck anyway, given this rancid attitude.) Fuuta sighs as he scuffs a hand through his hair, leaving a few strands sticking straight out from where they're caught against the string of his eyepatch. ] I mean ... the game that has the best payout is this game where you gotta drop coins to push other ones off a ledge. And it's supposed to be skill-based if you have good timing? But everyone knows it's mostly just luck.
[ Unless ... ? ]
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[ Holy shit! Weiss is disgusted by their progress! How the heck are they even going to reach 10000 tickets in one day?? Does it even have to be in one day? Weiss doesn't know, but that's what she thinks, anyway. ]
What does that have to do with skill?
[ She can't quite picture what he means, so it sounds completely ridiculous to her. ]
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[ And so, horribly rudely, without waiting for her expression permission, Fuuta just grabs Weiss by the wrist to drag her around an island of arcade cabinets towards another section of the place. Sorry, Weiss, you truly don't deserve this ... ]
There, see?
[ It's a coin pusher that he directs her attention towards, the shelf merrily sliding back and forth. Fuuta huffs as he releases her wrist to cross his arms, staring at it confrontationally. ]
Like, I guess if you can time it just right and put the tokens in at the right angle, it's a skill-based game? But just look at it. I know it's mostly just luck.
[ No, he's not just saying that because he's lost so many tokens to this game and he's a sour loser ............. ]
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She's exercising so much patience, though. They're at an arcade and there quite a lot of people. She would rather not make a scene. ]
This requires skill? It just looks like an ATM except you have to play a game to get money out of it.
[ She thinks she understands. There has to be some sort of timing in how you drop a coin in? Not to mention, it has to land at the best possible position to push the other coins down to be redeemed as a reward. ]
What's so enjoyable about this, exactly?
[ Schnee-ball was more fun. :( ]
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[ Pro: Fuuta easily acknowledges that Weiss has a point, there.
Con: It sets him off on an insufferable little know-it-all rant. I'm so sorry, Weiss. ]
It's basically just gambling, aimed at people stupid enough to think they'll be the special one that'll get lucky and throw in the one right coin that sweeps out the whole jackpot. Which is stupid. Who the hell actually thinks games like this let people get lucky like that? Of course games like this are rigged so that you need to throw in way more coins than you get out. And there's no strategy or fun to it, so it's really annoying that there's so many of them, taking up so much space. Could've saved the space for some games that are actually good.
[ Grumble grumble, bitch bitch. ... at least Fuuta seems to chill out a little bit after getting that complaining out of his system, awkwardly scuffing a hand through his hair as he looks back to Weiss. ]
I've just been showing you games that get you the most tickets, since you asked. But, like -- if you gotta be playing a while, and you're not used to the arcade, you might as well play something fun, since you're not used to grinding. I guess we can walk around and see if anything catches your eye.
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[ She hasn't forgotten. How could she? It's a PRIZE. ]
We'll have to play it smart here and not just have fun. No pain, no gain, as they say!
[ But they can certainly walk around some more. They've got sooo much more tickets to collect for that reward, and Weiss is fully committed to seeing this through now, even if her companion isn't exactly the friendliest. She's dealt with worse. Has been worse, even.
Still, she does look around, already walking ahead further into the arcade, but not straying too far. When it looks like she's spotted something interesting, she looks for him again. Wonder is not only present in the way her eyes sparkle, but she's even grabbing him by the wrist this time and dragging him there.
It's the crepe stall. She found it. Uh-oh. ]
We're going to have to try this later, okay? I mean- it's crepes! [ The best invention known to man!!! ] I wish you told me sooner, because I'd be coming in here all the time if I knew there were crepes here!
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Huh -- what -- [ He almost stumbles over his own feet while keeping up with her, and even once they reach their destination, he needs a moment to realize what it is that Weiss has found; for a hot second, he'd actually thought something urgent was happening. ] Wh -- the crepe stand? You got that excited about this place?
[ He can't help sounding a little baffled as he gives a tilt of the head, looking the stand over. It sure is the same crepe stand he's passed by a gajillion times by now. And -- I am so sorry for the bullshit that's about to leave his mouth -- he puffs a tiny sigh before fidgeting with his watch as he declares, ]
Girls really all like this kinda stuff, huh. Even if it's all just overpriced fluff and too much sugar ...
[ Truly, Weiss would be so valid in throwing him through the nearest arcade cabinet. But at least he partially makes up for being a sexist jackass by holding his Watch out the next moment so Weiss can see it. 'VOUCHER: ONE (1) FREE CREPE, UP TO THREE (3) TOPPINGS OF CHOICE,' the screen reads. ]
You can have one now, if you want. To get your strength up for grinding, or whatever. I've got, like, a dozen of these coupons from winning games. Crepes are fine but I'm not huge into them, and I can't really live off'em, so these've been stacking up.
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Either I'm the first girl you've ever met in your entire life, or you just hate fun.
[ She'd be flicking her nose right about now for trying to downplay just how amazing crepes are. Overpriced fluff and too much sugar? Maybe if the crepe isn't made well! But while there are dessert crepes, there are also savoury crepes! She likes all kinds. And with the right mixture of ingredients for dessert crepes, a bit of tanginess and sourness to compliment the sweetness? It definitely would change Fuuta's perception of them. ]
But sure, if you're so nice, then I accept your offer. I can watch you play and learn more in the process while I'm eating.
[ If he has a lot of these vouchers, though, then she hopes he'd be willing to foist a bunch of them her way... She'll have to be nice! At this time though, since he's the one with the voucher? He... is the one she's expecting to place the order. ]
I'll take one with blueberries, strawberry jam, and whipped cream, please.
[ She said please!! And has a small smile on. Go on, Fuuta. You can do it. Be the deliverer of crepes. ]
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I don't 'hate fun.' [ No, he doesn't make the gesture, but the air quotes are practically audible in his voice. And then, after a split second, realizing that that makes it sound like the other of Weiss' two statements is then true, he snippily adds, ] And you're not the first girl I've known to make a big deal about crepes, alright. Some stereotypes are just true.
[ In all fairness, he actually has noticed other girls really liking crepes! Counterpoint: he is talking about his older sister, and his female classmates, who he'd barely interacted with in the first place.
And while he does nod and start fidgeting with his watch to transfer the coupon over to her, Fuuta raises an eyebrow when Weiss instead dictates her order to him. ]
... what, you want me to order it for you? Seriously? [ Is this, like, some power play thing. Ugh, whatever. She's technically doing him a big favor by agreeing to farm points at the arcade with him, so. ] -- fine. But I'm just saying exactly that at the counter, so no complaining if they get your order wrong or something.
[ And off he goes! He does, indeed, order exactly what she'd said -- one crepe with blueberries, strawberry jam, and whipped cream -- then loiters at the counter while the beaming staff member tidily assembles the order. It doesn't take long at all, and within a few minutes, Fuuta comes trotting her way to silently hold out her crepe. That sure is a huge mountain of whipped cream loaded on top! ]
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[ Weiss doesn't believe that all boys are like that, but she definitely and unfortunately speaks from experience. Thinking she falls under some sort of stereotype... Humph! Weiss' pride is on the line here, and she won't stop until he heels and says he's sorry. (doubt)
She takes in a deep breath and sighs, placing both hands on her hips when she exhales. ]
Huh? Yeah. You're the one with the voucher, right? I don't think you can get an order like that wrong.
[ Off he goes! Weiss approaches, step by step and slowly, peeking from behind Fuuta to watch as the stand person starts to make the crepe. The batter is poured first, and then it gets flattened before the ingredients get put in one by one. When it looks like the crepe is being made properly, she takes a few steps back. It only takes a couple of seconds later when her crepe is !!personally!! delivered to her.
Whatever bad mood she had? Instantly gone. Crepes are the best! ]
Thank you! If it's good, I think you should try it. Who knows, it might change your mind about desserts.
[ Oh, before she takes the first bite? She offers it to him, not even shy about how she's breaching his personal space when she outstretches her arm, crepe in hand and all. ]
Do you want a bite?
i'm so sorry, this is ... so late ... please feel free to disregard if the moment has passed π
Whatever! He doesn't care anyway! All that matters is that he's safely delivered the requested crepe into her hands, and Fuuta breathes a satisfied little huff to himself; with that one (1) good deed done, he doesn't need to feel bad about getting her help for this dumb arcade task! That's all well and done!
-- oh, nope, cue a startled grunt when Weiss suddenly holds the crepe out towards him, practically shoving it in his face. ]
... uh. [ Fuuta's gaze flickers from Weiss' face, to the picture-perfect crepe, and back up, as he gives an awkward blink. ] Weren't you the one all excited for it. Feels weird being the one to take the first bite.
[ But, well. Having dealt with his share of bossy girls, he knows better than to argue for too long. So Fuuta huffs a short sigh before leaning in -- to rip off a little corner off the crepe, swiping it over the mountain of whipped cream to scoop up a bit, then popping it in his mouth. Yes, he is conscious of potentially having an indirect kiss with her, no he isn't going to acknowledge it. Yes, he barely got any of the fillings that way, but no, he doesn't really care. Besides -- ]
'sides, I've had crepes before. [ He could have said this before stealing a bite of hers??? Fuuta licks the little track of whipped cream off the corner of his mouth before continuing. ] They're fine. Just not my thing. You can have the rest.
IT'S ALL GOOD
This isn't some sort of monumental building that the first person to step in has to be the one who made it happen or anything.
[ She shakes her head at that, before bringing the crepe closer to her now that he's had his fill of it.
Damn - she should have taken a picture first! That's okay though... maybe next time. She'll be sure to get back here at some point. Not for the games, but for the food! ]
You can go play your games now. I can't really play while eating, so I'll watch you first.