Silver Legacy

Guidelines 

Biography

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Alpha, the man, the myth, the legend. We’ve known eachother for what? 8 years now? How time flies. You’re one of my best friends and someone I can always count on to have my back, no matter how stupid my escapades end up being.

We may not get much time to roleplay or game together, given that we’re both cranky working adults, but the time we do get is always memorable. 

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We haven’t talked much, but from what I can see, you’re one adorable little nugget. You can be endearingly awkward at times, but you’re also remarkably friendly, not to mention immensely passionate about your muses. Sometimes seeing you reply motivates me to get off my butt and do replies myself. What can I say? I love passionate people and they inspire me to be passionate myself.

[ ♛ ] ⚊ “That bitch is the whole reason as to why I’m in this situation!” He tightened his grip on his cup, keeping his voice down to a low level despite being filled with rage at the sound of the woman’s name. “She gave me an offer I couldn’t refuse. If I had refused, I’d have lost everything.” Not like he had much going on for him anyway.. without Neo, he was lost. Roman drank quietly, wishing that he had some wine about now.

“A world of good, huh? I’m not sure about that.”

“Then wouldn’t this be considered a blessing? You’ll have a shot at getting back at her now. I mean, think about it, Torchwick. Your collar thing makes it so you can’t lie right? But it has no settings that would stop you from beating Cinder to a pulp.” 

The way she said that so easily was almost frightening. But that’s because Summer had her own bone to pick with Cinder. Like her being the damn sponsor of the slavery ring that tormented her for ten years. Or, y’know, her killing Pyrrha, one of Ruby’s friends.

Or her killing Amber, one of her friends.

There was a whole list really.

“Well is that any way to greet an old friend Sienna.” Odysseus said taking a seat keeping his hoodie on looking across  the table with a glass of the villages whiskey in his hand taking a sip of it. “How are things with the White Fang or the biggest question of it all is who is running it since you have retired from the role of High Leader?” The ibex faunus asked with an inquisitive look in his eyes. 

“Who’s running it? Have you been living under a rock, old man? It’s Adam. Y’know, the same prick who put a sword through my chest and left me for dead at the side of the road.”

It’s clear that this was a sore spot for her. 

[ ♛ ] ⚊ He said nothing for a moment, staring down at his drink as she spoke. “Well, I suppose that would be it..” Though, hearing her speak of how her family disowned her and how she flunked school, Roman just smiled. “At least you had a chance to go to school. I didn’t have that luxury.” The memory of snow. Endless snow. Silence hushing over everything. He ran and ran, never looking back.

There was nothing to help him find his way. A single child making it through the wilderness just to find an unforgiving world.. It was absolute nonsense.

“I’m not that special, either. Just a so-called convict. A murderer. A devil.”

“I don’t think you’re a devil, Torchwick. I just think you’re a victim of circumstance. Had things gone differently, I might have ended up no different than you.” 

She leaned back into her chair.

[ ♛ ] ⚊ Oh, if looks could kill. Roman became flustered, walking ahead of her as he limped with his cane as quickly as he could muster. “You’re pushin’ it, Red.” He snapped lightly. “You wanted to go to Haven, right? Then let’s get going. I’m sure the Head Master will be happy to see you. Not like I have any business. I’m just back up at this rate.” Roman scoffed a little as he waved a hand in disregard to himself. With the way these kids were going, he wasn’t going to be surprised one bit if things went south.

“Neo can’t speak. She can laugh, but it’d sound more like a soft giggle in her case. That’s about all she can do vocally.”

Ruby grinned. “Now there’s the Torchwick I know and love!” 

It was so strange seeing him all somber and introspective, she much preferred her rival to his rude and bombastic self. It certainly livened things up at least. Especially with even Nora being more quiet lately. 

She let herself fall into step beside him, hands clasp behind her back. One would think she’d be more on edge, but the encouraging talk she had with her mom before leaving really helped motivate her. She was going to get this mission done no matter what! 

“So, strange question but. Do you have any contacts in Mistral? From back when you were a criminal, that is. Cause if ya do, we might be able to figure out what’s going on there before we waltz in blindly.”

She had been hoping her past wouldn’t find a way to catch up with her, that if she kept moving, it would never find her. But she knew that was naïve thinking. She was the former high leader of the White Fang. There was no way that she could run forever.

And so, with a heavy sigh, she looked up from her meal and leveled her gaze with the tall man who stood across the table from her.

She was currently enjoying a meal at a local eatery that was located in a village not on many maps. She wouldn’t dare go to any cities. That was just asking for trouble. But if there was anyone who could find her, it was him.

Life has a funny way of treating you. One moment you’re on top of the world and the next you’re laying in a ditch. Unfortunately, that’s exactly what the former high leader known as Sienna experienced when a certain upstart turned his blade against her.

For all intends and purposes, she should have been dead. But thanks to the good graces of a local villager who found her body discarded at the side of a road, she escaped her demise. 

Though it should be known that this event did not leave her unscathed. Her wounded pride aside, she has developed mild PTSD when it comes to Adam and the White Fang in general. She never wanted things to go this far. She would never judge all of humanity for the sins of one human, not like him. That’d be the same as wanting to kill all Faunus just because one was rude to her. She was just impatient. She wanted equality more than anything and because of that, she allowed the White Fang to get more violent than she should have.

Adam’s extreme actions proved to her that she had taken the wrong path and because of that, she no longer wants anything to do with them. It seemed that Ghira may have been right after all . . . 

So now she aimlessly wanders Mistral, seeking a new purpose. She doesn’t know what purpose that is, but she feels that it’ll show itself to her eventual.

[ ♛ ] ⚊ Woah! OK. Not what he expected! The girl was practically jumping with excitement over that one tidbit of information. He took a step back in embarrassment (if that’s what you’d call it) and gripped his cane instinctively as if he were about to defend himself. It was a kneejerk reaction at best.

“E-er.. thanks? I guess?” Roman was stunned to say the least. He hadn’t really thought anyone would say such a thing about him. “Never really discovered it, so.. I just made do without it. Neo made up for what I lacked.” Jaune, Ren and Nora looked to one another, genuinely confused as to how this man was a threat without a semblance. But, at least it made him a little easier to deal with. Then again, he could hardly tap into whatever aura he even had. Sometimes it was a fluke.. other times he could get to it like the snap of a finger.

“I don’t think I deserve that, Red.”

“I dunno about that, Roman. If anything, your reaction just know told me a lot about you.” 

She was a bit more relaxed now, simply rocking back on forth on her heels instead of jumping for joy. Her right hand was stroking her chin thoughtfully. It was moments like this that she really resembled her mother.

“Cause like, if you were some big shot villain, you’d have relished in the compliment and proclaimed yourself as being the best without hesitation. But you didn’t do that. You didn’t even entertain the thought.”

She kept quiet for a moment, as if wondering how to say the next part correctly.

“I think it’s because you don’t think much of yourself without Neo being by your side. And because of that-” 

She performed an action that would seem unthinkable from her. She bowed.

“-I’m sorry. And I promise you, I will help you reunite with Neo. Though-”

She couldn’t help but slip in some playful teasing.

[ ♛ ] ⚊ Despite the slight startled jump he gave when she knocked his forehead, the ex-con sat there quietly before sighing in defeat. Yeah. The man he was going to be in the future, huh..? He lowered his gaze to the table as his coffee had arrived. Black. Just like my soul! He jokingly thought.

“So you really are Red’s mother. Somehow, you’re.. not what I envisioned from what I’ve been told.” Blame Qrow for the information.

“Let me guess. The picture of perfection. The super mom. The slayer of monsters and baker of cookies. That about sum it up?” she asked before taking a sip of her own drinking, holding it in her hands to enjoy the warmth it brought her. “Because if so, then that was just their way of honoring me. Cause, y’know, they thought I kicked the bucket.” 

“But the truth is, I’m not as special as they paint me out to be. I’m just someone who tries her best to make it in this crazy world. I mean, maybe before my whole ordeal I may have been blindly optimistic, but now? Now I’m just a realist who does her best. Heck, I flunked school. And my parents disowned me. I’m no one special.”