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{ OF HOPE }:

          HER   expression immediately causes Ruby to give pause; inky hair aside, it was the spitting image of Yang. It’s instinctive, but her posture slackens somewhat… Even if her foot is still poised to turn on a dime. Trepidation gives way to a sort of assured wariness — a ‘just in case’ as opposed to ‘flight or fight’. She assures her it ‘wasn’t personal’ back at Haven… and Ruby isn’t sure if that’s better or worse. 

          Still, at least she’s talking to her this time — which is, in truth, all she’d really wanted initially. If her scuffle with Ruby and the others wasn’t personal, then was her affiliation with Cinder equally impersonal ?  Was it born out of necessity, like Torchwick had alluded to ? If so… Maybe coming to this place really was a stroke of luck for her; which, in turn, meant one less unknown to deal with in a city that included Adam Taurus — and, somewhere in the shadows, Neo.

             ❛   Nothing personal, huh… ?  So, in that case, being there with Cinder at all is a better… Reflection, magnet-wise. Right ?   ❜

      Despite scarcely interfacing with the doughty juvenile, she's already begun to become accustomed to her astuteness. Conversing with someone so percipient ensures that she's unswerving in remaining conscious of every utterance to depart from her taciturn lips. She bears no intention of endeavoring to deceive the inquisitive youth, but she's not a voluble individual. Especially when it comes to divulging information of considerable value. ❝ My presence there was a reflection of me being a COMPLICATION MAGNET. No matter where I go or what I do, I seem to attract complicated problems. ❞ The admission is as veracious as it is inconsequential. It's an incontrovertible truth that needn't be withheld as it cannot be used against her.

     However, it's then that she deliberately becomes cryptic. Not in the slightest one bespeaking contentment, an ephemeral smile forms upon her lips. It's one entirely indicative of the jaundice that she harbors within. ❝ Sometimes, powerful people  can be backed into a corner. There's always someone with GREATER POWER around to remind them of that. HAVEN was my reminder. ❞

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{ OF CONSCIENTIOUSNESS }:

     there is a feeling of FAILURE that carves itself in her heart when it came to thinking of her team and what became of it. they were not perfect, not by any means. they had their flaws but they were still a team, still people she cared for. she can’t help but feel responsible for the cracks that ultimately tore their team apart– no matter how many times Taiyang or Qrow said it wasn’t her fault. but they didn’t know, they didn’t understand that as the leader, she had a RESPONSIBILITY to do everything she could for them. sometimes, she had wondered if it was right for her to even be their leader. of course, Summer never let these doubts be known, always kept them tucked safe and away behind a smile. but it was there and only took a greater hold once Raven had left.

         Summer wonders if the gods are playing some cruel joke– having two polar opposites meet once more in a land they could never truly call a home, not when their responsibilities lay so far away.how long had it been since the Huntress had laid eyes on the other Branwen twin? Since she had spoken one word to her? such things seem so far away as if they were nothing more than a hazy dream that always slips through her grasp like smoke. 

        bright silver stare into burning red as melancholy took hold of her features. she is frozen in her spot, neither moving forwards nor retreating back. though the distance between the two can easily be crossed, it feels as if there is a endless chasm separating them. what should she say? what should she do? Summer knows not and though her voice is steady, uncertainty lies within it.

                   “ Raven. “

     @reusmaters – s.c.

         Though execrated initially, the beneficence that thrives within the maternal paragon of OPTIMISM has proven capable of thawing her aloofness. It's capable of begetting sentiments far too soft within a heart already coarsened by abiding embitterment. Trained as an adolescent to shroud exploitable vulnerabilities and forswear the hindrance of sentimentality, the bandit queen still finds that she's not entirely comfortable with granting such saccharine feelings access to her involuted heart.

     There's that and other factors such as lingering contrition engendered by the mere possibility of her irrevocable departure so long ago having wounded her erstwhile leader in some capacity. That same possibility is what compelled her not to forewarn her altruistic teammate of that impending event back then. Perhaps all of this is why when unexpectedly faced with the conscientious huntress, she feels impelled to FLEE. 

       It's pure cowardice - a sudden and damnable absence of grit - that implores her to do so, which is precisely why she abhors that urge. As enticing as the notion of eluding this infelicitous reunion is, the thought of capitulating to pusillanimity is absolutely unnerving. Even if only to avoid surrendering to it, she'd sooner engage the ROSE.

    So, after a moment of irresolution - of vacillating 'tween disparate options, the abstruse woman gives a churlish scoff. ❝ If you're expecting me to be surprised, you and your DAUGHTER have a habit of holding unrealistic expectations. ❞ Despite the disdain impetuously woven 'tween each coherent word, the utterance lacks the trenchant nature it would have undoubtedly been accompanied by otherwise. ❝ What happened to you? ❞

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Now that the weekend is here, I’ve got some time today to do things here. I’ll be getting to some replies throughout the day & night. As I’ve currently got a fair amount to get to, I’ll be holding off on starting new threads for a moment.

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{ OF BOOKISHNESS ·}:

   when it comes to the relatives of her team members, blake has only ever met one personally–ruby’s uncle, qrow branwen. but she knew of him and of his team, of the unknown fate that befell their leader and how the team was scattered. and upon reuniting with her team after the almost destruction of haven, she was informed of yang & weiss’s encounter with the final one and of the part she played that night. blake wasn’t expecting to find her trapped here with the rest of them and a part of her wonders: do the others know?

        she has nothing AGAINST the woman, but raven is not the only one being cautious. blake knows little on her and the last thing the faunus wants is to make an enemy where it wasn’t warranted. “ Maybe the illusion is that this place isn’t meant to seem like a trap. You’re less likely to be on guard when everything seems fine around you. “

     The vainglorious personage cants her head for a moment of perfunctory contemplation. After a measly minute passes, she releases an irreverent scoff. ❝ Anyone SMART would know to be suspicious when everything almost seems too perfect, but the word GULLIBLE wouldn't exist if there weren't some AIRHEADS capable of falling for it. ❞ Unabashedly, she rolls her vermillion eyes at the particular thought. Even if she's ineffably gratified by her appearance in a world uncontaminated by the preternatural maleficence that she's eluded for so long, she finds certain hindrances too obvious to genuinely believe that anyone views this world as a flawless paradise. For instance, the deprivation of indispensable belongings such as weapons. How she misses the security found in bearing her trusty sword.

      Although determined not to think of violet eyes and untamed tresses of gold, her resolve falters. Given the air of neutrality and equanimity accompanying the FAUNUS at present, she deems it somewhat safe to pursue enlightenment. Naturally, the canny woman is indirect in enquiring about her teenage antithesis. ❝ How MANY of your teammates were brought here? ❞

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{ OF OPTIMISM ·}:

             ❛   Yeah, I, uh… I hear that a lot.  ❜    TREPIDATION   is practically radiating off her in waves; fingers are tense near her waist, one leg poised carefully behind the other — voice too cautious to even allow for nervous laughter. Ruby isn’t entirely sure what to make of the woman; she knows of her, of course — but her first and last encounter… Well, it was memorable to say the least, for all the wrong reasons. As disinterested as she seems in a fight… Ruby can’t take her lightly — not if she still poses any kind of threat to her team. 

              ❛   But you’re here too — so what kind of magnet are you ?  ❜

❝            Good question. Considering being brought here was mostly  GOOD LUCK for me despite all of the ANNOYANCES, I'd say being here isn't a reflection of the type of magnet I am. ❞

      Faced with timorousness rather than the vexation that she's prudently braced herself for, the rigidity of her own posture subsides. Although she remains chary to a degree, her alabaster visage now exhibits an impudent smirk. Unworldly as the doughty huntress certainly seems, she possesses mettle as evinced by the thought-provoking query that she's posed. At present, it's just..constrained. How entertaining  this could prove to be. What might happen if she assuages the girl's obvious apprehension? Would unfettered valiance be shown then?

❝ You know, my involvement at HAVEN wasn't personal. Unlike Cinder and her underlings, I wasn't determined to stop you and your little group of naive kids from succeeding. So, if you're waiting for me to attack you, you'll be sorely  DISAPPOINTED. ❞

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{ OF HUMOR ·}:

         the fact that the other managed to correctly determine his species was no doubt… surprising to sun. people here possessing animal traits weren’t all faunus nor all originated from remnant. learning about the similarities and differences between the other’s and his races was fun and made for interesting conversation. so to hear the word ‘faunus’ from someone other his friends, he has to raise a concerned brow. 

         ❛ well… people do say that i’m out of this world funny – ❜ he pauses to gauge her reaction. ❛ but a faunus, that i am! looks like you’re from remnant too then. where’re you from? ❜

     Not some incandescent and benign thing that magnetizes others, her sense of humor is an acquired taste fueled by sardonicism. It's why rather than solicit the genial smile it might've affixed to someone more personable - someone utterly devoid of the cynicism that's festered within her, his claim prompts the formation of a complacent smirk upon scarlet lips. ❝ You realize that could be taken as a good thing OR a bad thing, don’t you? ❞

     ❝ ANIMA . As for where exactly, that  hardly matters. Especially in a place like this. ❞ Offhandedly, the reticent woman gestures to unfamiliar environs. ❝ With people being dragged here from all kinds of places, where a person is from isn't as important as what they decide to do HERE it seems. ❞

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Tfw your muse was like 'screw the consequences' and is now 'damn looks like another day of netflix and avoid consequences'.

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( @vereisten )

     Conveying unadulterated exasperation, she expels an audible sigh. ❝ Dealing with KIDS  is a nightmare. How in the WORLD do you manage? ❞ Ordinarily disinclined to unveil vulnerabilities, the uncongenial bandit permits herself to do so to a degree in the presence of her trustworthy confidant. If only the sophisticated and diplomatic SCHNEE could converse with youths on her behalf.

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( atonings ) ♥ ( X )

      ❝ There has to be a VAULT around here. A place where the scientists stored people's belongings. ❞ The discernible frown adorning her lips is one of pensiveness. With peace - however fragile - present here, the involuntary sacrifice of her preternatural capabilities is a bearable inconvenience. However, without her weapon, she feels egregiously bereft. It's unacceptable. She's not content to sit idly by without attempting to procure it. ❝ Have you seen anything like that? ❞

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( @sivvang ) ♥ ( X )

      ❝ Depending on who uses it, MAGIC can be despicable. It didn't belong in my world. Though, I suppose ANY source of power can become a problem depending on the user.  MAGIC is just much more..problematic. ❞ She doesn't endeavor to conceal her unfeigned detestation. Revulsion thickly coats her tone, and the corrosive sentiment is further bespoken by the bitter smirk upon her lips. It's nothing personal, but this feeling cannot be conveniently veiled by cordiality. ❝ What did you use yours for? ❞

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( @seithrveined ) ♥ ( X )

      ❝ You know what they say. When the world BURNS, grab POPCORN.  ❞ An insouciant tone accompanies facetious utterances. No, she's not heard anyone use that particular phrase, but it holds a certain appeal. ❝ This world might not be collapsing, but it's still a good answer to any problem. ❞

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( @ribellaione ) ♥ ( X )

        Misfortune certainly seems to have a nettlesome penchant for befalling her here. Though she tends to find juveniles in general vexing, she's especially antipathetic to the notion of interacting with those comprising a certain team. She bears them no ill will and yet, she must prevent an audible sigh of exasperation from escaping upon crossing paths with a third huntress.

       She's ne'er spoken with this one - the solitary feline among the motley group, but she'll not delude herself into presuming that the teen is completely unaware of who she is. It's precisely the reason why although the elder seems equanimous, she ensures to practice caution in regarding the youth.  ❝ For a trap, this place doesn't seem like HELL. Or is this all some sort of an illusion? ❞ 

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( @einsamkalte ) ♥ ( X )

       There's an unmistakable gelidity to garnet eyes as they scrutinize a familiar visage. Though to the adolescent's companionable elder she's already expressed contrition, an inherent obstinacy prevents her from apologizing outright to the intrepid huntress. Seldom does she voice words of penitence, and she's disinclined to make this one of those rare occasions.

       Would an apology - however concise - be of any value in the eyes of the SCHNEE? Or would it simply be spurned? Regardless, the aloof realist shelves such thoughts and focuses on something else. ❝ Your sister. Where is she? Considering how much you idolize her, you must be CLOSE ENOUGH to know. ❞ 

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( @sunips ) ♥ ( X )

           The conspicuous swooshing of his tail is mildly intriguing. Mostly because it affords her an opportunity to determine whether more individuals from her perilous world have been stolen. Though it might seem to be a minute detail at present - utterly incapable of proving extraordinarily valuable, it may come in handy later on.  ❝ You're a FAUNUS, aren't you? Unless you're not from REMNANT and you're from an entirely different world. ❞ 

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( @petaltrail ) ♥ ( X )

        As scarlet eyes descry familiar features, something 'tween an ambivalent frown and a tetchy scowl plagues her countenance. She's averse to speaking with the doughty ROSE and those comprising her ragtag group of idealists. Not unequivocally averse apparently as she still begrudgingly acknowledges the teen's presence.

       Her tone is wholly devoid of warmth and yet, it lacks its usual BITE. Though she's circumspect and she anticipates ire from the conscientious youth, she herself does not seek to instigate a spat. ❝ Figures you'd wind up somewhere like this. After all, you're practically a magnet for chaos. ❞ Rather than a derisive insult, it's simply an observation.