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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 🥨flexible🥨 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? 👉👈
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. 💙💙💙
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
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[ Oh he sounds so broken up over losing that heart. Then she hits him with that bottom line and lays down the gauntlet. She gets glared at. Dot. Dot. Dot.
Grabs his newfound pen he's definitely buying after this. Fine. She wants to be a smartass about this too?? She thinks she's got him cornered and he's about to out himself for her amusement? ]
[ Slaps the pen down on the counter like a mic drop. Boom. ]
Quack.
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Ragna doing the most deadpan "quack" actually gets Weiss to laugh though. Rolling her eyes as she slides the paper back to her, she starts scribbling.
She doesn't think she can try and outsmart him anymore. He was really cute with that "Quack" :( Before anything else though, she moves a few steps away from him and covers the paper with her other arm just so he doesn't see what she's doing. Go away, Wagna! Glare. ]
No peeking.
[ Scribble scribble. Giggle giggle. Scribble scribble.
Weiss turns the paper the other way around so that when she bounds up to Ragna, he'd see a blank page. Turn the paper over for a surprise!
Quack.
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Should I be afraid?
[ Very. Behold, Wagna. ]
...
[ He flips the blank side around, only to discover her magnum opus while his expression twists between a combination of "aww" and "wtf?" Is that him as a duck?! ...it's actually really good for how quickly she doodled it but IS THAT HIM AS A DUCK?! He snorts before shaking his head, slapping the page down with a faux defeated tone. ]
Oh for duck sakes...
[ It just slips out, and the silence lingers between them for another few seconds before Ragna breaks it again with: ]
Well? [ He taps the speech bubble with his index finger. ] You gonna?
[ Show him those juicy duck breasts. ]
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Silence. Until he taps on the paper, and Weiss is aghast and has to take a step back. ]
Wh- [ Wagna!!! You did NOT just say that!!! She thinks he's being serious right now, and that's what makes it so embarrassing! Is she embarrassed because of him? No, but the fact that he wants her to show him her boobs in public?! WAGNA!!! ] Sh- Shut up and pick a pen already!
[ She turns away slightly and crosses her arms over her chest, covering her breasts even if... well, he's seen them before. Countless of times by now. Don't look at her, you big stinky horndogre!!! >/////< ]
Stupid Ragna...
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chance to squeeze, he simply smirks with his free hand idle on his hip. ]Okay, okay.
[ With Weiss having turned away slightly however...that does give him a moment to have a look at that little sheet they've since adorned with their shenanigans. The cute duck, her very elegant handwriting in contrast to his broader strokes...the little game they found themselves playing without their realizing it. Before he can go through his assortment of pens and what he wants to purchase for himself, his hand slides across the counter, folding the paper smoothly in his hand before it goes into his jacket pocket. A gentler sigh escapes him before he looks down at Weiss from over her shoulder. He doesn't touch her yet, but his gaze does settle on something more sympathetic. ]
You DO know I was kidding, right?
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... ... ...
[ Can he hear it? The resounding "No!" without her even saying it out loud?
Weiss is doing her best not to look too dumbfounded at this time, because admitting to not realising he was just joking is a very, very embarrassing thing to do. In fact, she just wants the ground to swallow her up whole right now.
At the very least, she thinks Ragna won't laugh at her too much. Hopefully. ]
I thought you were serious.
[ Say it louder, Weiss. ]
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What was that?
[ Sorry, he couldn't quite hear you, Miss Weiss Schnee. In fact, he leans down a little more to get a look at her face from behind. ]
Angel?
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Well, now he can never have them!
(Until they're back in her suite, anyway.) ]
Don't be such a jerk! I said I thought you were serious!
[ She finally turns fully to face him, smushing her palm at his face as she tries to push him away. It looks like she's going to start floating like a balloon from all the steam coming out of her ears from embarrassment.
Bully >:( ]
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...Did others she spend time with treat her like this? Were they a lot more forthcoming about
wanting herteasing her like this? His brow sinks with a tinge of regret before he discards those idle thoughts, finally looking a little more apologetic as he steps back to pay more attention to the wall of pens, now that he had a good idea as to what kind he liked to write with. ]I wasn't. [ ...Okay, he had to say something at least, pulling out a blue, finer point gel pen...maybe a gold one. That looks kinda nice. Shiny. ] What do you take me for?
[
At least if they did anything public, he'd pull her somewhere private like the end of the hunt. alkdfjHis shoulders sag with another sigh. ]I'm sorry. If I took it too far.
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She shakes her head and lets out a defeated sigh though. ]
It's okay. If you weren't serious, then it doesn't matter anymore.
[ And because it doesn't matter, it's probably best they move on, right? He's holding onto a blue pen and looking at some other stuff. Her head tilts as she looks up at him curiously. ]
Are you thinking of getting those, too? I have an extra pencil case. I'll just give it to you so you have a place for where you can put your new pens.
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Does she expect better of you, Ragna? ]
Of course not. There's a time and a place.
[ And it was NOT in the book store??
...changing rooms at a clothing outlet maybe— WAIT]You weren't using it for anything? [ He blinks as he decides to stop at just three individual pens, bundled up in his hand. ] Sure, thanks. But if you ever want or need it back, just lemme know, yeah?
[ Ragna, she's giving it to you. You're not borrowing it??? ]
By the way. Do they make these pens in a pack or something? Y'know, like, instead of buying singles if they came in a buncha colours?
[ Yes he's serious. He's got his personally picked out pens from the pen bar here. But if they're spending and he's taking a genuine crack at this? He may as well go big or go home. ...That and they must cost, what, $15 to $20 worth in chips if they're in a pack? Out of the literal thousands of scandalously earned payout? ]
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She's by his side now that they're leaving that topic behind, both hands taking his arm so that she can slip one hand down while the other links her arm with his. She leans on him then, nuzzling her cheek against him like a dog rubbing up against its hooman. ]
I'm sorry.
[ He does raise a good point about the pens, though... There might just be a set box of it! ]
The pencil case is yours now, okay? I'm not taking it back. Though it can probably just fit about ten pens in there...
[ So looking at the pen Ragna got, she picks out the available colours to see how many there are in total. Black, blue, red, green, purple, orange, gold, and silver... looks like there's just eight! ]
We can ask if these come in a set, but I don't think it makes much difference if you're getting them all like this. [ The pen sets are, in fact, behind a glass shelf. They'll need some help from the staff to get one! These ones are about 35 chips worth, though. She'll let Ragna decide! ] What do you think?
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As Weiss' hands take his arm before she can link them together, nuzzling her cheek against him urges a quietly hitched gasp from the much taller Grim Reaper. Between the affectionate display and her apology, she would find Ragna's cheeks dusting red all over again. This time it was his turn to feel embarrassed and start flustering. But instead of bristle up, he sighs in 'defeat' of her just as she did to him, giving way for another small smile. A reserved one solely for her, as if silently asking what the hell he was supposed to do with her. ]
All good, Angel.
[ As for the pencil case?? ]
That sounds like not a bad start then.
[ Really, save for the sparing couple of items on his person, Ragna didn't really have much to call his own as far as accessories. A steadily increased wardrobe, yes, but he never had the room to put anything in. ...He never had a life that called for it until now. Which sends another wave of warmth to spread from his heart all over again as he keeps Weiss resting at his side while they finalize up their journals. All that was left now was what pens he really wanted. ]
Let's just get 'em in a set. We'll call it the starter pack.
[ Though it might be best left up to the former heiress to be in charge of asking for anything behind the glass shelf. Not that Ragna was ever opposed to stepping up for himself, regardless of his rank. ]
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That's just the thing, though. Ragna doesn't really point out that she's nice, or when she's mean. He teases her, but it's not like she doesn't tease him in turn. Everything feels natural! While she loves her teammates and would do anything for them, it's because of who Ragna is that she's able to show a side of her that not many have seen before. And for him, someone she trusts and trusts her in turn, someone who's always been there for her in this place... she'd do anything for him, too.
She has to let go of Ragna to look for one of the staff in the store, and as soon as she does and turns around, someone's already there waiting for her!
They're holding the goddamn pen set! ]
Eek! [ GOD WHY ARE THEY DOING THIS ] Stop showing up like that and scaring me!
[ So much for nice and happy Weiss. She just grabs the pen set from the staff member who's now profusely apologising. Sorry, Queen, she didn't mean to do it, Queen. Please step on her and punish her, Queen! ]
Ugh! You're all so ridiculous! Just shut up and leave us alone already!
[ Sadly, Weiss isn't able to thank them for giving them the pen set. She's far too flustered (in a non-cute way) that she can't even think of doing that. But hey! She puts the box in their basket while heaving out a sigh. One more item for Ragna's first bookstore run, at least. That's a win, even if the staff are annoying the heck out of her right now. ]
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Sonofa— Bitch you... [ THIS NEEDS TO STOP NOW? Like. POPPING OUT OF THIN AIR? ] You know, there IS such a thing as TOO much customer service!!
[ Chopped liver. Thy name is Ragna the Bloodedge. But sorry, Queen, she didn't mean to do it, Queen. Please step on her and punish he— ]
Oh my GOD just SHUT UP!
[ Both Ragna and Weiss are a grouchily flustered mess, yelling over one another at the employee as they hastily put the box in the basket and he leans down for Weiss with a gruffer: ]
Let's just get outta here...
[ His mood isn't ruined by any stretch of the imagination, and he's gotten his books and pens! If they want more, they can always come back. But the presence of the Queen of Spades was starting to attract more attention like moths to a flame. Even having a deterrent that was a diamond in the rough wasn't going to keep either onlooking admirers or staff alike from wanting to tend to her hand-over-foot. Pay up, and get back to the rest of their shopping spree. ]
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And because he's with a royal? Ragna even gets free washi tape! Imagine that! Weiss doesn't really use those in her journal, but the roll that Ragna got? Somehow fitting given their earlier conversation.
These staff really were listening in on them!! Even looking at the stuff they were writing! JERKS!!! Weiss would really not like to talk about that ever again though, so once everything's packed and Ragna's paid for it, she's the first to take his hand and leave the store. As for where to go next... ]
I'm not sure where to go for the treadmill. Do you?
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You guys are CREEPILY eavesdropping on us, you know that??
[ La la la they don't know what they're talking about. Will your subject be paying today, Queen? Sighing with a growl to it, Ragna taps his Watch against the POS as the chips are pulled from his account. A drop of blood in the grand scheme of things considering just how well-off the Grim Reaper turned out to be. Weiss pulling him out of the deep basement had been the best thing to happen to his "wallet", saving as much as he did. For all intents and purposes, they really were living their coziest lives, weren't they? ...the less they lingered on that and the implications
and the complacency, the better. Still, they got what they came here for. And when Ragna and Weiss were both finished being embarrassed and mad at the staff for being weird as hell at them, they can find contentment in that.In fact, as he follows behind Weiss upon leaving the store, he's already got another idea for them both. ]
Not off the top of my head. [ A beat. ] Let's just go clothes shopping first. If we find a fitness place along the way, we'll hit it up.
[ Because he may not be a chronic shopper, god did he just need to unwind with her. ]
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[ The multiple floors the Love Dove has means there are multiple entrances, so they can just enter from any floor and ride the escalators inside. There are other boutiques outside of the Love Dove, but they can just check those out later. If there's a really nice outfit they find, Weiss will need some matching shoes and accessories!
And so, they head over to the Love Dove, passing by other mall-goers. They really have a whole day ahead of them, filled with nothing but one expense after the other. It's kind of exciting, since Weiss hasn't gone on a shopping spree in ages! She'd tell Ragna about the kinds of dresses she's looking for, but she has a feeling he might not be interested, so she'll just keep it to herself and run off later to look for them. Instead, they can just talk about other things. More mundane things. Something to fill the silence. ]
Wagna, what are you going to do if your Master ends up here, too?
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Pffwhat? Jubei? [ He's not afraid of him. Just. Having a hard time visualizing him having sex.
And yet he bagged arguably one of the hottest human women for a wife. DFSLKAJ] I wish I had a real answer for that. My training's complete, and the last time I saw him he was warning me about knowing some guy I was destined to come across.Still...Master's a walking, talking cat. So...
[ How much rizz can the world's strongest being have. ]
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[ And more, even. Weiss doesn't have to tell Ragna that, though! She will NOT be judged today. ]
I was just thinking... I think it would be so weird if my teammates arrived here.
[ Since. Y'know. All the sex and all. ]
Blake and Yang are dating, so I think it would be weird to do anything with either of them.
[ Is she... offhandedly asking Ragna if he would do anything with Jubei? I'M SORRY. YES SHE IS. ]
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[ Though, knowing Jubei...if Weiss told him that, he'd likely heartily chuckle and fess that was an apt description of him for the uninitiated. It's okay, miss! ]
You mean Ruby, Blake or Yang?
[ Because, yes, he's already gleaning into what she's inferring. And he'll get there.
How dare??Weiss bringing up the fact that two of her teammates are dating and not wanting to get in the way of that made sense. As Weiss doesn't have to tell Ragna what SHE'S seen? He'll keep his own little secret. Namely how awkward he suddenly felt thinking of people who are dating, let alone married at this resort. ]Would you try and keep them off limits for yourself? [ A beat. A furrow of his brow. ] FYI? Jubei's a no. [ And in case she didn't hear him the first time? ] A HELL no for me.
[ ...involuntary shudder. DFSLKJA ]
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[ Is calling someone an "overgrown housecat" an insult? It sure sounds like one phrased that way. She even wags a finger right at Ragna's face as they walk. This guy!!! ]
And yeah. Ruby probably thinks babies come from eggs, or something.
[ SORRY, RUBY!!! It's an exaggeration, but one that isn't an educated one. She's explained the whole Blake and Yang situation, though, but— ]
I think so? Not unless we talk about it. [ Oh god Weiss what have you done. Now this conversation is getting deep. ] Remember when we were in that mirror world in The Roost? If something like that happened and I was just with one of them, then...
[ She frowns, looking up at Ragna hoping he gets what she means without having to say it. She would do it. ]
But I... I'm sorry. For bringing it up.
[ Whether or not Ragna gets it, she tries to change the topic, realising how awkward this must be. Ragna did ask, but realising that she just told Ragna she'd have sex with her friends if one of them was going to die is a little weird. Especially after those emoji dates and the drama, and everything they've told each other during the Hearts game. She lets go of his hand and takes a step away to create a small gap between them. Her gaze falls low as her shoulders slump and she tries to make herself look smaller, lacing her own fingers together as she walks. ]
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[ And no. He is not exaggerating. As part of his training, he'd get a whole lot of "tough love", as they say. Although Jubei did lot after him just as well. Something told him that Weiss would get along with him swimmingly. ]
Bless her heart.
[ Said so flatly. From what Weiss has shared about her partner and leader, there seems to be a lot to like about her! He doesn't actually believe what the huntress says, thankfully. It's when the conversation takes a shift towards something teetering on awkward that Ragna's expression sinks a little bit when she mentions that reflected world in The Roost. It was difficult to forget...and while there was part of him that was tempted to go back on his own, knowing he was far more resistant than others, it was difficult thinking of the condition it left Weiss in.
What he did for her? Well...he's already proven that he didn't need it to be life or death. But when push comes to shove and someone needs help and that's literally the only way to save someone fast... ]
Huh?
[ She lets go of his hand then after apologizing. And he suddenly feels so isolated. Yet Weiss is still right there, by his side yet shrinking down as if she'd just been scolded or reprimanded. ]
...
[ His expression sinks again, only it's out of a sense of empathy he'd learned to accept. Rather, it never actually left. Buried beneath layers of distrust and anger that have since been peeled back just a bit more during his tenure here. It feels like despite what their suits do to them and the games the House plays on them, that he's been thinking and seeing far more clearly here. It's helped him place more matters into perspective. Helped him stop flying off the handle with his temper and not take everything said to his face at face value. He knows Weiss. He knows her enough that she shouldn't shy away from him like this...but he also thinks that this is something that he shouldn't apologize for either.
Neither of them should. Which is why, as he sighs, he doesn't just reach to snatch her hand back out of desperation or frustration. Instead, he takes advantage of his longer stride to get ahead of her, in the hopes that she would look over to him. ]
I get it. You don't gotta explain yourself to me. Not over that.
[ Because of course if a friend was in trouble, he'd do what he had to to save them. Ragna was no hero, nor did he have any aspirations to be one. But it was just common sense. You care for someone? You'll go to bat for them. You'll help them. You'll save them. And instead of touching her or taking her hand into his, he patiently waits for her.
It's Ragna who extends his hand, open for her so that he can help her stand tall again. To reach out instead of being pulled out. Because he's going to catch her every single time. ]
Not when it comes to the people you care about.
[ Just the same way she taught him what it meant to be okay. It's okay. ]
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She stops in her tracks, gaze still focused on the floor rather than where they're going. She looks up when she sees his feet move differently though, toes pointed at her rather than forward. And there he is, being that same understanding person she's always known him to be. While she trusts him with her life, she just doesn't want any conflict between the two of them. For a second, she looks uncertain if she should believe what he's saying, but all it takes is a deep breath and playing what he just said again in her head. ]
Okay.
[ "But-" she begins in her head, and then dismisses the thought. If she doesn't have to explain herself, then it's okay.
Weiss reaches for his hand, only so she can pull herself in with a step closer, her hand sliding upwards to that she can loop their arms together. If this is all okay, then she wants to be even closer. They can walk with her leaning on him, they've done is so many times before. Though this time around, she takes her time with each step, paying more attention to Ragna and the feeling of holding him rather than where they're going. ]
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Weiss...
[ It's something so simple as a hypothetical of how far they would go for their close ones in this place. But he's noticed by now. She really did go out of her way to try and make him happy, didn't she? She really didn't like seeing him upset. Or angry. She'd said to him before that he's endured enough to make him mad. That he didn't need that anymore. So when they take their time together, step by step, the destination was more of an afterthought for now. They had the Love Dove in mind, but that was another escalator ride away if he was remembering right.
He almost wants to gently pull her towards the closest bench to just, sit down. They don't even have to talk. But just to sit with her leaning on him like this. The rest of the world fades away in the moment— uncaring as to who could see them or overhear them. He knows he said before that he wasn't the sappy type...and he wasn't about to go waxing poetic or professing his unbridled feelings so outlandish out here. But with his hand idly swinging the bag of stationary goodies, it's also being occupied right now.
A minor complaint! ]
I'd have my hand over your arm right about now if I weren't carrying this.
[ It's not an invitation for her to carry it since she was already wrapped around his arm. But what he'd want to do anyway. ]
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