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( ooc: anything with emojis are staff-edited. same with her little intro comment on the ntwk. )

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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

[schmisse]

I've seen some other players here with cat ears and a tail.

[ 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. ]

[belialedge]

Same. Master though is just...practically an overgrown housecat. [ A beat. ] If he ever DOES show up, don't tell him I said that. It's just true.

[ 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 ]

[schmisse]

I can't believe you would talk like that about your Master! Show some respect.

[ 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. ]

[belialedge]

You sound just like him. 'Cept you're not hurtling a freakin log at me.

[ 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. ]

[schmisse]

[ No, Ragna shouldn't apologise for anything. Weiss doesn't have to explain anything or apologise, either. She does though, because she doesn't want to make Ragna upset. The thought of it is already making her anxious, even if there's a voice in her head that's telling her that no, there's no need to be. Ragna's always been understanding.

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. ]

[belialedge]

[ It's not about benevolence...this was something personal for him. She was somebody that was personal for him. Being the one whose had to watch others extend their hand to him, especially when he was younger, there was a part of him that understood. That was uncertain and wanted to close others off because the best person to rely on was yourself. But it wasn't a weakness. It was how one got stronger. Taking his hand? Was just another step for her, he can hope. So by the time she reaches for his hand, relief washes over him around the same time she surprises him. Their arms loop together, his eyes widen once more but instead of asking or questioning it, it's her name that falls past his lips like a gentle breath. ]

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. ]

[schmisse]

It's okay. I just want to be close.

[ Ragna can make it up to her later when they're alone or when they're having lunch somewhere.

She supposes wanting to be close doesn't need an explanation as to why, either. Like this, it doesn't take long for her to feel better, either. So off they go to the actual store they planned on visiting today. Up the elevator, they can't exactly stay side by side and all, so she lets go of him so he can go on ahead first. ]

If we end up buying too much stuff, do you just want to ask a staff member to bring the bags up to the suite so we can keep going around some more?

[belialedge]

Oh, yeah, [ Hop! Up the escalator he goes first this time. He won't go tumbling head over ass himself. Lead by example! Watch and learn, Miss Weiss Schnee. ] With any luck, they'll actually listen to me if they know where it's going.

Especially since I've got my own guest access now.

[ ...Hrmm. That's got him thinking now, arms partially crossed whilst holding their bag. ]

If I didn't, the staff would probably accuse me of some stupid crap.

[ Like being a stalker. Or something else reputation-tampering because he was still a "feeble" 3. ]

[schmisse]

It's okay, I can do it if you think they won't listen.

[ She didn't mean to make him do something like that! She only asked to see if he thought it was a good idea, too. Either way though, if he drops her name, the staff would probably begrudgingly follow him lest they face the wrath of the bratty queen. ]

I'll try not to get too many things.

[ Though... this does beg the question. He said it's okay to get anything, right? She looks so innocent as she asks, like her sugar daddy Ragna's approval really is the detrimental factor to her purchases today. ]

What if I find shoes that are over a thousand chips worth? Can I still get those?

[belialedge]

Nah, it's no big deal. If they don't take it from me, you can tell 'em.

[ Besides, he's no submissive little punk to these guys! Though, given that even the paintings in the elevators thought ill of him now, it should be expected by now out of him. God help the staff if they are forced to treat him with real decency when he does rank up. Weiss bringing up that she won't get too many things does get him to set a hand on his hip and tilt his head confusedly at her. ]

Why not? I already toldja you're getting spoiled.

[ Does...this whole sugar daddy spoiling thing work if he says it outright? They are quite literally working with 9000 chips here. ...Not counting what extra they made having sex to become WINNER!s ]

If you find a pair of shoes worth that much, you can have them. 'Cause there is NO freakin way they make them that expensive.

[ Ah! He looks over his shoulder. They're near the top. He steps off and waits for Weiss to hop after him. Love Dove is just down the way from here! ]

[schmisse]

Huh?

[ ... sorry, Ragna. She isn't judging or anything but she's definitely taken aback by that last statement because it sounds... uhh.

They really have been living in two different worlds, huh? ]

I... hate to break it to you, Wagna, but some shoes can be that expensive. Bags, necklaces, dresses, and just about everything else, too.

[ Slowly, carefully, gently. . . ]

A lot of the things I wore back home cost that much.

[belialedge]

Huh?! What are these shoes, diamond and gold-crusted?!

[ No. Sometimes they're regular ass (albeit still well made) shoes, Ragna. ]

Look, I didn't care to try and convert otherworldly currencies and crap, but my boots back home prolly cost around...what, prolly a few hundred chips at most???

[ Given the inflection of his voice, he's not even mad. Just. Bewildered. Befuddled. Dumbfounded. This outfit Monika bought for him that was suspiciously close to his designs back home was absurdly expensive too! But...it was as a whole ensemble! Though he also realizes how this must sound, so he's just as quick to follow up after. ]

I'm fine with you picking anything you want still by the way. I'm just. Uh.

Damn.

[ Two different worlds. Colour him impressed(?) ]

[schmisse]

Some might be. But most items that are priced that way are usually by designer or luxury brands. They're expensive because owning one or two or a bunch makes a statement.

[ So... having then Balenciaga boots? You can brag all you like. ]

Wait- really? It's okay?

[ :D!!! Ragna, you just made her day???? She's practically rocking back and forth in excitement now. As soon as they're both off the elevator, he's going to get hugged. ]

You can even wrap the box and give it to me like a gift!

[ Wagna, you're really getting into boyfriend territory now. ]

[belialedge]

A statement that you're loaded as hell...

[ He mutters. FDSALKJ ]

Of course it's okay. We got a lotta chips to burn and—

[ The instant they're both off, she's suddenly hugging him. Before? He would have been shocked and warned people not to get so close. Even months later, that kind of physical touch had felt so foreign to him when his Azure Grimoire practically indiscriminately stole energy from others. But he doesn't push her away. Complete opposite of that as his free hand not holding a bag comes back down and gently rests along the back of her shoulder. Not the top to move her. But to keep her against him for just a little longer. ]

WHOA there. Don't get too excited now.

[ It's too late. The tiny Schnee is reaching orbit with the liftoff she's achieved. ]

But, alright. I'll wrap it up real good for you.

[ And by that, he means that he'll do the sensible thing and place ribbons on it in a simple and clean way. ]

[schmisse]

[ Tiny Schnee is pleased!! She isn't going to let go until he does. 😌 ]

And you'll write me a card?

[belialedge]

Heh. How 'bout that?

[ Even as others pass them by from the escalator, Weiss is his sole focus. He couldn't give a damn who sees right now. Something he learned about himself was that whilst others crying triggered his empathy (whining, on the other hand, was different and annoying jklafsd), seeing her shrink away the way she did earlier left his heart feeling heavier. Before, he'd gruffly sigh as if he was irritated by that behaviour. Or that it was a pain in his ass to step up and deal with.

But that was when the world around him was on the brink of turning a new page of chaos any second. When "relax" really wasn't on the table for a guy like him.

Now...

Huh. He really did care a lot more than he ever would have let on in his own world, didn't he? ]

I've got these fancy new pens and everything.

[ Pens he can use to write on a card for her. ]

[schmisse]

Yeah! The new pens are going to be put to good use.

[ It's gonna be great, Wagna! She's so excited. More cards and notes to keep, treasures she'll never tell anybody about. Even Ragna.

Weiss at least finally loosens her hold of him just so she can take his arm and they can start walking again. He's got a present to get her, after all! And they better strike early before someone else gets the best shoes out there. ]

Hmm... maybe I can get you something too? With my share of the chips, anyway.

[belialedge]

[ Maybe this was about the time where he should work on his signature. ...out of boredom, really. Whose gonna get autographs from him? He sure as shit wasn't handing them out. Cinching her arm in his, he gives a little flex before they start walking again. With the Love Dove right around the corner, he's equal parts curious and also mildly concerned as to just HOW expensive shoes can get. But, at the end of the day? ]

We got a shitload to burn through, so, why not?

[ As busy as it typically is at the Love Dove, it looks like they've since caught a small lull in business that it wasn't positively teeming with NPCs. At least, that's how it looks from the outside as they approach. ]

Let's settle your wardrobe first though.

[schmisse]

[ Once they get inside the Love Dove, Weiss just passes through all the lingerie up for sale and heads on to another floor with Ragna where it's non-delicates that are up for sale. At first, Weiss still shows him what she's thinking of getting, asking if this is cute or if this isn't too much... There's a bunch that she ends up showing Ragna, wanting to get his opinion and where he thinks she might wear it. The movies? A date? The gym? All that stuff! For now, she hands him a bunch of decently priced dresses to him to hold onto, so she can try it all at once.

By the time he's got ten dresses hanging off him, it's the only time one of the staff members greets them. It looks like no one saw Weiss enter since she was just as tall as the racks... It was just Ragna they could see since he was peeking out from the items on display and they were about to scold him until they saw her.

Instead of yelling Ragna to stop touching their items for sale, they instead offer Weiss a basket. It can't possibly fit everything she wants to try fitting, so maybe it's time to choose which ones she likes and which ones she doesn't. ]

I should go fit them. Do you want to come with me, or do you want to look around on your own, too?

[ Of course, he won't be asked to go inside the dressing room with her. this is not the thread for that She's just thinking if he wants to see her try each one on and help her judge if they should get it or not! ]

[belialedge]

[ If she had stopped by the lingerie, he would have stood by and minded his own business, really. What the hell was he going to do? Pick something out and put her on the spot by saying she'd look sexy in it? ...when done right, yes? Instead, the Grim Reaper is selected and manifests as a makeshift coat hanger for the former heiress. Some of the dresses she picks seem a little...outlandish? Excessive? Maybe he's really gotten so used to her wearing simpler but cute designs, that the extravagant get-ups were a shock. Some of the price tags were really damn impressive too. One dress in particular stands out to him; however, he doesn't make a big deal of it, only mentioning the deep blue, night sky-like dress definitely works as a date or movie dress.

Surprisingly, he's got a lot to say! But when the staff arrive in a bid to reprimand him for getting handsy with so many dresses and other fabrics that have since been draped over his arms that he looks like a walking wardrobe, his scowl ebbs away when they pay attention to Weiss instead.

Yeah, that's right. You go and give her customer service, dammit. Including a basket so that it was easier to have everything neatly folded. Not all of them were going to fit in that basket. Which...means his services are still going to be required. If only for a little longer. ]

I'll just come with ya. Whose gonna rate your style?

[ Besides...after the staff kind of marched up on him earlier before they went heart-eyed over their Queen, he doesn't feel like he'll get a lot of productive shopping done on his own. At least, not here at the Love Dove. ]

[schmisse]

[ The staff doesn't get to run off scott-free after handing Weiss the basket. Just like how Ragna gets offended when other people treat Weiss with disrespect, she finds the need to say something about it. Unfortunately (or fortunately), she'd discovered the best way to get staff to listen to these sorts of requests. Ragna gets to hear it... how Weiss would just get SO HORNY if they treated Ragna like he was a royal too. Weiss would just really, really find that SO hot!

Thanks for all the life lessons you've shared, Nami.

Once that's done and it might seem like Weiss and Ragna just got themselves someone watching over them constantly in hopes of catching the queen in Action, Weiss shrugs Ragna's way and heads on over to where the dressing rooms are. They aren't being followed, but they certainly are being watched.

There's a lounge chair by the line of dressing rooms, for boyfriends companions of those fitting to sit down, relax, and wait. Of course, that's where Ragna sits after he agreed to accompany he to fit. Weiss intends to bring two dresses at a time into the dressing room since the clothes hanger might not be able to hold all of them at the same time. ]

Just hold onto these for me first, okay? I'll try not to take too long so you don't wait too much.

[ But off she goes with two dresses first! Shuffling noises, heels clicking, and a bunch of rustling. Weiss has to take off her outfit to be able to put on one dress. The curtain rings hit each other when Weiss slides it to one side to show him what she's trying on. He's approved the dress, but not on her, so his opinion might change! It's the one that reminds Ragna of the night sky that she tries on first, the blue and purple hues looking so bright and bold in contrast with her pale skin and her light-coloured hair. Weiss isn't new to wearing darker shades now since her new combat outfit in Atlas were darker, so she looks pretty okay! ]

What do you think? [ She tries to twist her braid into a bun, holding it up without letting go just yet as she adds: ] I feel like this would be really nice if I did my hair up like this.

[belialedge]

[ For once? Ragna was preparing himself to let it all go. The less trouble and shit he stirs for Weiss while they're out and about, the better. It's not like she's the one getting the poor treatment anymore. Things might have been different if she were still a 5 rank, just a step or two above where he was thanks to her. Though really, the only reason he can actually say he lives comfortably here (3 or royal suite alike) was because of the tiny Schnee at his side. So when she proudly declares how GODDAMN HORNY she'd get if they treated him like royalty too? His initial shock and bristling reaction was fleeting at best, as he knows exactly why she's doing it.

She's trying to make things easier for him too.

...It doesn't make the staff begrudgingly calling him 'Lord Bloodedge' any less weird. ...Lowkey? Kind of a badass name when it's put like that. Not a turn-on so don't call him that Weiss please but ljkFADS ]

I mean, [ He shrugs as he's practically used as a human coathanger (at least this time it's not her towel hanging off his dick?) for her various ensembles. ] knock yourself out, Weiss. What am I gonna do?

[ Besides sit here in a lounge chair with his leg crossed over his lap casually, tapping his foot to a nonexistent beat while she shuffles off and steps behind the curtain to get changed. As Weiss works between dresses, whilst they're being watched, one of the staff members does happen over before the Queen can emerge from her dressing room, drawing Ragna's attention. Sure enough,

"Would you like for your purchases to be safely stowed in Queen Weiss' suite when you're finished, Lord Bloodedge?" ]



Ugh, I take it back, it's weird as hell....

[ Muttered to himself. But also, ]

Sure. Saves us the hassle.

[ "Very good then!" ]

... .... You can leave now.

[ Dot. Dot. Dot. But they wish to witness their SO HORNY Queen step out now that they're begrudgingly treating Ragna like a royal too— ]



Leave now.

[ Y-Yes! Of course. Right away. Grumble mumble stupidass fake royalty...we'll be watching. Ragna is just in time to be by his lonesome once more when Weiss slides the curtain to one side and shows off the dress he approved of earlier. But it wasn't just good on its own...no. Oh no. ]



Damn. [ Quickest beat. ] I-I mean wow?

[ Another rapid beat, quickly readjusting his hold on the dresses in his arms so that they don't slip or fall to the floor in his daze. ]

That looks pretty damn good on you. Hair up, hair down, you uh...

[ Oh Weiss. Was this the reaction you were hoping for? Because he kind of underestimated how good it'd look on her despite the fact she practically kills every look she tries. His otherwise fair complexion was reddening as he realizes how stupid he's being. So he clears his throat, sucks it the hell up and...

You don't have to wax poetic, Ragna. Just say it properly. ]



That looks beautiful on you.

[schmisse]

[ Wagna, you're speechless already? Weiss covers her mouth as she laughs, shaking her head slowly. Sometimes, she just doesn't know what to do with this guy... Though she's certainly forgotten already about him teasing her a bit too much at the stationery store earlier. ]

You know I'm just on the first dress, right? I'll take that as a "yes", though.

[ He's already this flustered! It's really cute and very Wagna. He'll at least have something good going for him, because— ]

The rest are a little more casual, at least.

[ Back in she goes, and it becomes a cycle of stripping, getting dressed, showing him what she's wearing and what she thinks of it before asking him what he thinks. ]

[belialedge]

[ Weiss can't help covering her mouth as she laughs, but if it were anybody else? He might have bristled up and growled out of embarrassment. Instead, he grumbles and blushes a little harder when she teases him for his reaction. Did he lose track of the reins on his emotions that easily with her?

"I'll take that as a 'yes', though." ]



Yes.

[ Even if the remainder of her clothes and wardrobe were supposed to be on the more casual side though, before she can slip back in, he makes it a point that he'll be more upfront about what she's wearing from now on! No more bumbling like some idiot, genuine as the reaction to how gorgeous it was on her had been. Clapping his cheeks and focusing up, he patiently waits as she cycles outfits, stripping down and up for him over and over again as she emerges with new outfits.

See, he's supposed to be critical. But there's one problem. Every. Single. Goddamn. Outfit. Looked. Good? On?? Her!?!

And yet. True to his word, whether it was some extravagant dress fit for a ballroom dance, or something frillier yet lighter... He's composed. He tells her exactly what he's thinking every time. ]

Freakin gorgeous. [ Next one. ] Cute as hell. [ And the next one that shows a little more cleavage and a skirt that's not scandalously short but shows off some leg? ] You look sexy.

[ Rinse and repeat... ]

Cute. [ . . . ] Pretty cute. [ . . . ] That looks hot on you.

[ DANGER! DANGER! YOU ARE REACHING MAXIMUM PRAISE KINK CAPACITY! ]

[schmisse]

[ The dress that looks hot on her? A little black dress that she found that was just absolutely cute. Cute and demure despite how short it is, but a party at the back. Ragna would have a difficult time figuring out where to put his hands, because there's a lot of skin for him to cover.

Weiss doesn't even care that they're in public right now. The staff aren't around and nobody else seems to be here but Ragna. He's so comfortable on the couch as he waits, and he's been so good, giving her his input and what he thinks. Fortunately or unfortunately for him, they're getting them all. Especially this one.

Plop! She's now seated on his lap like he's about to ask her what she wants for Christmas. Though with the ribbon that keeps her dress together, she might be the present here. ]

Should we find you an outfit later that matches this? What's something fun we can do while I'm in this?

[ Is she hinting at something? No way, she couldn't be! Not in the way that she's batting her eyelashes at him. Here, kitty kitty...

This is what he gets for all those compliments. . . ]