* MOSAICKED BEAUTY.

     it was definitely not what he should have focused on, but he couldn’t help but marvel at just how small the heiress was. even standing on the tips of her toes to tell him off, she barely rose to eye level. sun would have found it cute hadn’t those piercings blue eyes of hers been drilling holes into him. clearly he had agitated her, though he supposed he expected such a reaction. even her own team seemed to have some difficulty getting through to weiss at times.

     still, upon observing team rwby, sun knew that weiss could be… well, more sociable than she was allowing herself to be now. perhaps being a faunus (a faunus that had sneaked aboard a vale ship and proceeded to flee and taunt the police) wasn’t helping his chances.

fair enough.

     in spite of the odds being far out of his reach, sun simply shrugged and continued on his way, following the heiress. he made sure to maintain some distance between them, just as he had done for blake in the past, but never did he lose sight of her–not that it would be easy to lose someone like weiss schnee in a crowd. with long, flowing hair that seemed to glow like falling snow, and the distinct elegance she carried–no, he could spot her in a crowd of thousands with ease.

     of course, he knew it was much better to turn the other way; give her the space she demanded. sun knew this would only turn her mood even more foul, possibly give her a reason to actively despise him, but when did he ever know what was good for him? Or rather, when did he ever listen to that little voice inside his head screaming, ‘don’t do it you stupid fuck’. the answer? never. “That’s cool,” he says, rather nonchalantly. “I like cafes, but don’t worry. I won’t bother you or nothin’. It’s just nice to get some decent food for once, y’know?”

            alone , terrible loneliness crept from all angles. yet , sun wukong had batted them away without even caring about the teeth that gnashed or the claws that threatened to rip apart security. was there no way to shake him , scare him away to scurry after another victim for his amusement ? clearly not ! not with the way he followed at her heels. whatever possessed him to be interested in the snow maiden , she desired to bring it to an end. she stopped on the sidewalk , waiting for sneakers to catch up to her. ❛     fine ! fine. you may accompany me but no funny business. the verdict is still out on what i think of you.     ❜ wukong would soon find she was drab enough &. go back to blake , perhaps find joy in tutting about with someone else. there was a reason why she was always … alone. she wondered how long it would take him to realize. they fell into step side by side , silent. blue eyes could see the coffee shop sign above , metal sign swaying in the wind.

           ‘  well  don’t  you  look  …    chilly .  ’          SUN  SHADOWED  GAZE  TRAVELS  HER  FORM    —————-    something  twinkling  in  the  depths  of  icy  sea ,          ‘  i  like  that . ’ 

@fractaele          /          starter  call .

         There    isn’t    much    sound    in    the    airship,    aside    from    the   gentle    buzzing    and    whirring    through    the   sky    and    occasional    conversation    between     Maria    and    the    group    aboard.    Morale    seemed    low    but    HOPEFUL,    which    was    okay    enough    for    the    leader,    as    she    reflected.    Most    of    the    group    was    either    asleep    by    now    or    keeping     to    themselves.    Her    eyes     met     every     member    with     passing    glance    until    they    met    with    Weiss,    who    was    still    awake.    Her    brows    knit    as    she    lightly     patted    the    seat    next    to    her:    an    offering.    She    tries    a    smile    and    it’s    genuine,    but    tired.

                  “Wanna     talk?    It’s    getting     pretty    quiet     here,    and    I    think    we    could    both    probably    use    the    company…”

              When   Ruby    thought    of    all    her    friend    and    teammate    had    to    go    through    during    the    past    couple    of    months    alone,    it’d    occurred    to    her     how    little    she    sat    down    and    TALKED    with    her.    It    would    be    nice    to   catch    up,    with    the    downtime    they    had     now,    until    they’d    be    back    at    it    again.

               Besides,    Ruby    HATES    being    left    alone    with    her    OWN    thoughts.

              @fractaele​      plotted!

            staring out the airship window ,  déjà vu settled within. - hovering outside of atlas escaping it only a few months before - , she remembered the sunset , bright &. hopeful. however , the canvas before her only struck a low note , a warning for what was to come as pyres caused by grimm burned below. leaning against chilly metal , she saw clouds drift over star studded sky , beautiful sight for the prelude to a dirge. a calm before the storm , heels quiet clacked soft on floor … palms buried into her skirt as she took steady breaths. all was quiet , peace tried to sooth her soul to rest but there was an itch. adjusting her velveteen gloves to sit just right , pads passed over garnet stone.  ———  a reminder to her own legacy she desired to leave. do not forget , star child. glancing over the slumbering group who had been worn to exhaustion , azures fell upon her leader , silver eyed heroine who trudged forth into war clinging to far - flung hope. the heavy crowned girl settled beside her. tonality feather light , drifting , distant reverberated. ❛     what … what do you want to talk about ?     ❜

@msclr​​. unprompted. status : always accepting. 

           do monsters find joy in playing with their prey ? the villain hovered over her , all muscle with eye deformity on display with pride. she had one to match , but it several times less severe. funny how fate can mirror. her willowy frame leaned against trunk of tree , bark digging into spine. open book upon her lap , arctic blues paid no heed to the constant prodding from rough finger. dotting the constellations of her cheeks made the surface grow rosy. lashes blinked as she gently grasped the large finger. this was a dangerous game she had begun. knowledge of his crimes , blood saturated his hands. yet there was a shred of humanity left , for he had spared her. focus fell to him beside her. cherry blossom petals fluttered around , cover fresh grass &. dirt with a coating of pale pink &. white. the scraps of the florets , tangled in her silken strands , they obscured the ink upon pages she held , playing around with the wind. 

   ❝ W-Weiss ?! ❞ Snappy  fast  words  meet  the  girl’s  calm  words , surprise  clear  on  the  young  man’s  face , low  tones  stretch  to  the  panic . His  head  whips  around  quickly  to  meet  the  young  woman’s figure , body  quick  to  match  the  harsh  movement  previously made . The  young  man  hadn’t  been  expecting  to  see  Weiss  in  these  parts , and  he especially  didn’t  expect  her  to  seek  him  out . They’d  never  been  close , but  he  felt  the  understanding  between  them  after  what  happened  at  Haven Academy . ( You  say  nothing  and  neither  will I )

   ❝ Sorry , I  was  in  my  own  world . Please  continue . ❞ Jaune  eggs  her  to  continue  on , something  clearly  on  the  girls  mind . Hesitation  was  more  of  a  Jaune  thing, and  it  was  something  he’d  rarely  ever  seen  Weiss do  since  he’d  met  her . - ‘ Did  I  do  something  wrong ? ’  The  words  ring  in  his  head  over  and  over , truly  shocked  that  this  is  what  she  seemed  so  upset  over . Of  course  she  hadn’t  done  anything  wrong , it  wasn’t  her  fault  that  every  time  he  saw  her , he  immediately  thought  of  her  on  her  back  gasping  for  air as  blood  filled  her  lungs .

❝ Weiss… No - No ! I  promise  you  didn’t  do  anything . ❞ He  is  quick  to  reassure  Weiss , though  still  forever  hesitant  to  actually  give  an  answer  as  to  why  he’d  been  avoiding  her  like  the  plague . He  was  selfish , he  knew  this , he  just  wasn’t  able  to  handle  the  crippling  guilt  of  what  he’d  done  to  her . It  was  honestly  hard  to  look  at  any  of  team  RWBY  without  feeling  sorry . But  he’d  never  thought  Weiss  would  get  so  hung  up  on  the  absence  of  his  company , obviously  a  bit  of  an  oversight  .

❝ First  that , and  now  this … I’m  such  a  terrible  friend , Weiss , I’m  so  sorry . ❞

            down came the tower by one little brick out of place. his ' chill ' façade was nothing but cracked stone &. mortar beneath his shaken face. was she surprised ?  ———  no , for it didn't take a genius to realize that his eyes diverted every time she came into the room. his nervous side glances , misplaced laughs , &. that tick … that tick of his where he scratched behind his head  nonchalant as if the action could erase all suspicion.

            conversation staled as it always did between them , filled with awkward phrases &. verbal pause but then piercing blues snap up to gaze at him. apologies ? now ? there was nothing to apologize for. ❛     what do you mean you've been a terrible friend ?     ❜ hand dropped from where it clenched at the crook of her elbow , heels tapped as she drew closer. examining him , she saw the invisible leaden guilt crush at him , holding his words for ransom. ❛     first what ? then … ?     ❜ vocals raise , singsong quality held as voice trailed off. curiosity entangled through thoughts pulling at strands of ideas why. realization hit her , blindsided her. no longer meek like a doe exploring new forest grounds , she stood up with true purpose. shoulders drew back. disbelief nestled. 

@fractaele​    /    one word sc.

“ tea? “

` YOU KNOW … i never could figure out why you think you’re so much better than me, princess. `

‘   what do you mean this isn’t appropriate first - date attire   ?   ’   he’s in fairly normal clothing. jeans and a t - shirt that actually fit him properly for once. it’s easy to see when he glides by.   ‘   ah, do you think the heelies are a little much   ?   ’