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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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Nope. I mean, not outside, anyway. I would look up at the sky from my room, though it's not a view that's as nice as this.
[ Sure, the Schnee manor was big and no doubt the gardens would provide a nice view of the night sky, but that meant having a servant watch over her or something like that, when her father wanted control over all her actions. She really was only ever alone in her room. It was both peaceful and lonely. ]
It wasn't always clear, though. There would be airships that would pass by every so often.
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[ A thoughtful hum settles in his throat as he gives her body a little squeeze in his arms out of reflex as he takes in their surroundings. ]
Wanna lie here and stargaze with me for a bit?
[ It's not the real sky, but...it's close. And this is a pretty lucky spot where there's no framing to get in the way of this section of the glass ceiling. ]
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[ Though she's really only familiar with Kuchinashi because it's a city that the Argus Limited would stop at. She's never been there! ]
Yeah, I'd like that. We can stay out here for as long as you like.
[ It's something she's never done before! And she also wants to see Ragna at his most relaxed, too.
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[ Yet...he doesn't understand the full state of the world she comes from now. And how it's practically a nightmare too. Or at least, it's steadily becoming one. Be that as it may, the same thing could be said for his own planet. Weiss already got a history lesson on the worst of it, and how the Dark War influenced the rest of history moving forward.
...
All the more reason to shove aside all the wanton sex this world thrusts upon them and see this little space he's found as something precious and worth protecting. Something far more peaceful than what awaits them back home. A reprieve he didn't even know how badly he needed until he came here...or more importantly, ]
Just don't go falling asleep on me now.
[ It wasn't the resort that became his reprieve. But the girl in his arms that he gently lowers to her feet so that they can both make their way down to the ground. The grass is still well-kept in here— slightly taller than the rest of the conservatory, but it only makes it softer on their backs as he starts by laying on his side. If Weiss needs help coming down softly, he's there for her too as he sighs with relief. ]
You really do make anything look good on you, dontcha?
[ It's just that red coat...and the truth. ]
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[ Interesting, she means. Weiss loves her home and is so committed to protecting everything in it. And with that love comes a wish to be able to talk about it more, to show Ragna what it's like in Remnant, but without her Scroll, she wouldn't really be able to show him any pictures. ]
And please, like I would fall asleep on a date.
[ Relaxing or not, that would just be rude! Once she's set back down on the ground, she makes sure to get rid of the creases and folds on her outfit before proceeding to sit down on the grass. Ragna helping out is appreciated, and once she's settled on the grass, she's careful when she looks to the side at him, just so her hairpin doesn't end up digging into her scalp. ]
You're supposed to be looking up at the sky and not me, silly.
[ That's so Wagna of him to say something like that. But it's not unwelcome to be said either. She likes hearing compliments. Rather than say thank you verbally though, she pushes herself up a little just so she can inch closer to him, her pinky reaching for his own to loop around hers. ]
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[ Ragna is quick to note how cheesy that was too, shaking his head despite his smile as he adds: ]
Okay, okay. I'm done being corny.
[ That doesn't mean he's going to stop giving her compliments, warmth spreading through him in sheer contentment as Weiss pushes herself up and scoots just a little closer. The moment their pinkies are linked, he blinks at it curiously, curling his around hers a little more as he lies down more comfortably on his side as their eyes meet. He'll lie on his back and stargaze with her momentarily. Promise. ]
Is this the part where we make a promise?
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[ Corny, cheesy, gross... Weiss can go on and on, but all she does is roll her eyes and scoff jokingly at the whole thing.
Then he asks if they're supposed to make a promise. Because of their pinkies, is it? Weiss keeps an open mind to it all, even if she doesn't really know what the two of them would promise each other, anyway. ]
What? Like how kids would? I just wanted to hold onto you still... but. . . [ A beat, and she rolls to her side again, letting the grass brush against her legs when she moves. ] what kind of promise would we make?
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[ It's all the more reason as to why Ragna simply leaves it at that! He had his fun. And now that the night was settling towards the tail end, he was all the more aware of what he was doing with the former heiress at his side on a physical level. He's the one who flexed his pinkie a little more strongly in hers. ]
Yeah yeah, kids stuff. But, whatever, I'll make an exception.
[ "-what kind of promise would we make?" ]
I dunno... Frankly, since I met you, there's been a couple promises I've thought of making.
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[ Since they met, huh? Are these promises to himself or ones that he wants to make to her? ]
I promise... to always make sure my knees are clean and smooth. Is that one?
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Tch, get outta my freakin head, you.
[ At this point, Ragna rolls onto his back, mindful to keep himself nice and close so he was never out of Weiss' reach and her pinky, as he places one hand behind his head and looks up as the sky slowly begins to change from the twilight into a starry sky. ]
When this is all over...I wanna go see your world.
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[ She and her teammates were... gone, after all. Who knows who much time has passed since?
With Ragna now on his back though, she inches even closer, lacing their fingers together now and not just keeping their pinkies linked. Weiss doesn't climb on Ragna just yet, but she's certainly a few steps away from getting there. ]
If you did, though... you could finally challenge Yang.
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[ Just because he's damn good at fighting, causing destruction and property damage, and being a thorn in the side of the world's authority, didn't mean he got some sick and twisted pleasure out of all the carnage. ...He's GOOD at it. But. There's a difference! Feeling the former heiress' hand shuffle and shift until their fingers are laced together, he once more gives it a gentle squeeze as he glances back to her with a tilt of his head. ]
Because THAT'S what I'm most looking forward to. [ ...Okay jokes aside, he WILL challenge her to an arm wrestle if it meant having everyone have fun and unwind. It sounds like Weiss and her teammates very much need that. ] Then...that's one of my promises then.
That I'll make my way to you and your world when everything's said and done.
[ Both here, and his world. ]
Even if the world's going to hell in a hand basket by the time I get there, I'll help.
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He says he'll make his way to her when everything's said and done, but... thinking he'd be staying solely for her would be too much, right? ]
Well... I just hope that everything's settled by then. When you get there, I mean. The less fighting you have to do, the better.
[ They were just kidding around earlier, but Weiss' expression turns a bit more solemn now. She's still smiling, but she also looks and sounds serious at the same time. ]
I don't know what to promise you. [ She gives his hand a squeeze as she looks at their joined hands (or what she can see of it from this angle) for second, before looking back at him. ] I mean... I'm not really sure what it would be like in Remnant. I don't have a home to show you around in, either.
I promise to make you the best bowl of tendondama udon ever? [ :D?? ] Does that count?
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[ At the same time, his mismatched gaze settles on their entwined fingers, letting the weight of her words sink in. Atlas was gone. She didn't have a home to call her own...and they were only just getting ready to go back from where they fell. What a coincidence, then, that her Crimson Calamity didn't have a true home to call his own anymore either. ]
But if you think of one? Pass it my way, yeah?
[ Like the one that she just makes up for him now about making the best bowl of udon ever. How was it pronounced again, Miss Weiss Schnee? Because he can't help cracking a smile, his expression softening as he hums. Not a laugh by any means, but enough that he's going to lean in now that they're a breath away from one another.
And it starts with a kiss. Just a simple, slow but meaningful one as he fleetingly closes his eyes. Only to draw back and open them to say: ]
Tentama, Angel.
But, it counts.
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[ Promises are commitments, though. The only commitment she's made to someone in this place was to Kazuya, because he might not be able to survive in this place and stay sane at the same time without her Aura. It's a transaction yet again. With Ragna, she feels any sort of promise would and should come from the heart.
But when she doesn't even know what her world is like and with everything so uncertain, she just can't commit anything. She can't make a promise and disappoint him in the end. So... she has to think of something. Something that has equal weight and value. It may not be now, but she'll come up with it and let him now. For now, she just smiles at him in silent agreement. If she does think of one, she'll pass it his way.
For now, this promise of getting better at cooking and making him the best tamtena udon he's ever had is priority. He kisses her for it, and it gets her to move even closer, until her other hand is clinging to the sleeve of his shirt, until her chin is resting on the side of his shoulder. ]
It'll be better. Better than what you can make on your own.
[ She lets out a soft laugh then. They're big words, but she'll really work hard to be able to get that sort of praise from Ragna. ]
Wait for it, okay?
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[ And he doesn't. Not when Weiss' little smile in silent agreement has his own heart swelling. She really was so relaxing to be around. Therapeutic, even. Not since he was still a boy and under the protection of the Sister did he feel this level of peace. With her chin resting on the side of his shoulder, his hand on the other side moves over to tenderly rest against the back of her head for support. They could be stargazing right now...and they will. But he's more keen on living in the warmth that the former heiress brings him instead. Her promise to make a bowl of tentama udon that's better than anything he could ever conjure up nets her a hum of approval. ]
Helluva lofty goal, Weiss.
But...if anyone can do it, leave it to the overachiever.
[ "Wait for it, okay?" ]
Yeah... [ A tilt her way to leave a kiss on the side of her head. ] As long as it takes.
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Right now though, instead of look up at the stars like what they set to do, she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath in. She takes in the moment, plays everything that happened today in her head, and lets out a content sigh. The smile on her face hasn't left, nor is she keen on opening her eyes. Whatever Ragna might be doing now, whether he's looking back up at the sky or still at her, Weiss won't say anything about it.
If he's relaxed like this with her next to him, so is she because of him. Because right now, it sinks in that they aren't in the Golden Peacock. They're in a completely different place, just like where they said they would be when they go on their dates. Though... she really might just fall asleep like this. She's far too at peace. ]
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If only because of the fact he really was transported to a whole other place. Another world. Not his planet. Not Remnant. Not the Golden Peacock. But a halcyon space they can call their own...if only for the next ten, fifteen...maybe twenty minutes? Mindful so as to not jostle Weiss too much as he settles comfortably on his back, he holds Weiss comfortably against his side so that she can rest with the softness of the grass acting as their bed. The stars that kiss the night sky above them couldn't be any more fake, but that still wasn't going to stop him from finally letting his mind relax. Finally setting himself free...if only because a certain angel gave him the wings to do so. ]
... Weiss?
[ No "Angel" nickname this time. Their day wasn't over quite yet, and despite his words making it feel like as such...he just really needed her to know, with a smile on his face and warmth spreading through his heart...
It might not be the words they need to truly say from the core of their souls to one another, but it was still just as meaningful. ]
Thanks. [ A beat. ] For everything today. And everything right now.
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She wonders how this day would have gone if they hadn't agreed to go on a date today. Probably not like this. They would probably have just gone back to her suite after lunch, but it's really all just speculation. In an alternate universe, that's what probably happened. Right now though, Ragna's date finally lets go of his arm if only so that she can push herself up some and maneuver his arm to wrap around her as she tucks herself in closer to him. As soon as she's comfortable and laying back down, she kisses him on the cheek before nuzzling into his side again, as if the distance between them could not get any more close. ]
It's 2-0 now, Wagna. I've asked you out on two dates, and we haven't even gone on one where you asked me out. Someone's slacking.
[ Everything right now, though... She's grateful to him, too. Everything he's done for her, the happiness he's made her feel... it's ridiculous. Weiss wouldn't have thought that she would have felt this way because of him nor towards him. But it's these sorts of bonds that take you by surprise that become the unbreakable ones, don't they? She certainly didn't think she'd be friends with Ruby, and yet... ]
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Really now? [ Well in that case, this slacker needs to step things up. Properly. Just like she taught him from early on in this friendship. A friendship that's budded into something far stronger. He couldn't deny it anymore. Neither of them could anymore, could they? ] Third time's the charm, Angel.
[ Because when the time comes for him to ask her out first? Something tells him that nothing was going to be the same. Even further beyond how they treated one another now. ]
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[ Who's they?
They're not important. Weiss couldn't really care less. And she doesn't really mind it, truly, if she was the one who kept asking him out. She knows that there's a big chance of him saying yes, so shooting her shot will likely yield good results. She'd stop if she was faced with rejection, but so far so good. ]
Today was fun, though. So... thank you, too. [ For today. For everything until now... Weiss takes a deep breath and breathes out through her nose, a little hum of contentment and yearning accompanying it. ] It's back to playing the game when this date ends.
[ She rolls onto her back so that she can look up at the sky too. It's not to observe the twinkling stars or anything, but just so that she can try and say the things she wants to say without looking at him. She'd be too embarrassed to say it to his face. ]
It kind of feels like time moved a little too quickly. It's unfair.
[ It would be nice if he could be her date for a little longer, and she was the only person that mattered to him. She can't keep him all to herself though. And even with the events of the Hearts game making her accept that she can't, it doesn't mean that she likes it. It doesn't mean that it's any less painful now that it was then. ]
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[ What did the writer JUST say, Ragna? They're not important. 😡 As Weiss rolls onto her back when she reminds them how it's back to playing Game 52 among other 'events', his own mismatched gaze turns to her as she looks up at the "sky". The look of surprise on his face is mild, but in his heart...it starts to feel a little bit heavier when she says that. ]
Yeah...guess so, huh.
[ "It kind of feels like time moved a little too quickly. It's unfair." ]
[ It's not a very long pause on his end, but his expression does become pensive for the moment as his gaze returns to the sea of stars that start to become all the more brighter above them. It's subtle; so very subtle...but he finds himself shimmying in just a little bit closer to her despite the fact she was already resting comfortably at his side. ]
We did start our date halfway through... [ But whether it was a full one or half of one or not, that still didn't meant the weight in his chest feel any less heavy. Taking a breath in and out through his nose in turn, Ragna's pensive expression finally starts to ebb away as a trace of a smile comes back. ] Hey.
I thought of another promise just now.
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[ She has a feeling that she'd still feel the same way if they started the day as a date, though. The day would still fly by.
What they'd have done would still be the same thing, really.
Come to think of it, they often act like they're on dates even if they aren't on one. What's the difference between a regular day between them and a date? Nothing, and Weiss hasn't realised it yet. Putting a label on it and calling their activities for the day a "date" feels different though. Like they have the freedom to show and want affection from the other. ]
Another one? [ Shoving her frustrations out of the way when she turns to look at him again, there's now a small smile forming on her lips. This better be good, Ragna. ] I still don't have one for you!
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Yeah. [ One that just cropped up freshly in his mind. And he wants to cast it out there for both of them to hear. Because if she was lamenting the short-lived time they spent pretending this wasn't some haunted sex resort that had them returning to "playing"...than he felt the same way. It just meant that everything he said before held all the more meaning. How he really was grateful for everything she's shown him and given him. He won't go so far as to say out loud that she's given him everything he could never have. Not yet. But, above all else... ] I promise...
[ Still watching the stars, his smile is as warm and gentle as it's ever been. ]
Promise to cherish the time I get with you. No matter how fast or slow it goes.
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[ Jii... Answer properly, Ragna.
Though her pout doesn't last long. She gets what he means. More importantly, she appreciates him saying that. So much so that she rolls to her side, pushes herself up on an elbow ass he leans on him. With her arm now over his chest, she gets to look at him "from above". Sure, she's obscuring the view, but he's still really staring at the heavens when looking at his angel.
It sounds like she's about to tell him something serious, but she shows him her fist now, pinky out. She promises, so since they're doing something childish? Why not make it a pinky promise? ]
Me too.
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