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So I hate doing this but.
Would any of you be interested in joining my RP server?Â
Tumblrâs been really irritating as of late, but I still want to RP.
So, yeah.Â
scythesandwhiskeyâ:
âIâm hardly one to be judging a thousands-year old body hopping wizard, but it would be really nice to know everything going on behind the scenes so I have the best possible idea what to look for and what to avoid. How your dad managed to learn all this is beyond me, but it might be better if Ozpin didnât find out about that. At Best, everyone in your family would be inducted into Ozpinâs Inner Circle and itâd be better not speculate on what his Worst Case would be. Hell, I still donât know why you and Taiyang werenât inducted-that was always something nagging at the back of my mind back when we were still Team STRQ.â
âOzpin might have also thought about bringing Ruby and Yang into the Inner Circle, though the context behind that specific mess, Iâd prefer to explain in his office, with him present. Iâm already telling you a lot more than Taiyang knows and a lot more than anyone in the Circle should ever be saying out loud and Iâm trusting you not to say anything to any of them, much as Iâd love to bring you both to Oz and drop the ceremonies so I stop feeling like Iâm going behind someoneâs back by opening my mouth.â As much as Qrow wanted to bare his soul to Summer, as much as he trusted her, it was clear he was still loyal to Ozpin through all the deceit and the omitted truths.
âWao. Never took you for a guy who valued authority so much, Qrow. But Iâm not gonna pry much if youâre not comfortable with sharing more secrets.âÂ
She let herself relax in the chair again.Â
âEither way, the new school semester starts soon. Letâs hope it doesnât get too chaotic. Last thing we need is Ruby and Yang getting into the same kind of trouble we used to.âÂ
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qrowbadluckcharmâ:
âYou are still hurt, so you canât blame yourself for not helping. I donât think anyone else would want you getting hurtâŚâ
His lips thinned a bit as he pulled out his flask, taking a small sip from it. He tried to keep the past behind them, but knew it was hard to do when it was the reason she was recovering.
âAt least you didnât have to experience itâŚâ He mumbled a bit as he glanced to her. âIt would be best coming from you, honestlyâŚâ He placed a hand on her shoulder in an effort to comfort her.Â
She gazed up at the ceiling, the last day and a half having taken a lot out of her. Frankly, all she wanted to do was curl up in bed and sleep the year away. But she knew that such actions wouldnât fix anything, in fact theyâd probably make them worse.Â
She reached down and pet Zwei, who was currently curled up on her lap.Â
âIâm tiredâ she mumbled. âTired of forcing our problems on our kids. As much as I want to just lay around, I want to get out in the field even more.âÂ
âI think . . . Iâll take Ruby to meet her grandparents.âÂ
She realized just then that she likely dropped a huge bombshell on Qrow.
âYeah, She has grandparents. My mom is even a Silver Eyed Warrior herself, and unlike me, sheâs mastered them entirely. If anyone can help explain them to Ruby, itâs her. I didnât bring them up before because I . . . kinda ran away from home to be a Huntress. I didnât like their idea of remaining neutral. So uh, I never finished my training.âÂ
She sheepishly glanced to the side, a bead of sweat running down her face.
âDadâs gonna kill me.â

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qrowbadluckcharmâ:
Qrow looked down a bit when she looked away, eyes closing to force the tears back. He had lost it again. Brothers, he didnât want to do that again. Yet his rage of seeing what happened - as well as partly knowing who knew - he just lost it. He had let himself go. Was he not strong enough anymore?
He looked back up to her, eyes glassy as his hands shook on the handle of Harbinger. He took a small breath, trying to calm himself.
He couldnât help but chuckle a bit, a rogue tear falling from his cheek. âTrust meâŚI wonât let that happenâŚand you touch my alcohol, expect all your capes to become pink.â
He scrunched his nose a bit at her joke. Brothers, he had missed her sass.
He raised a brow and shook his head, hooking his bloodied sword to his back. Heâll clean it at home. âNoâŚdonât apologize, Summer.â He bent down a bit to pick her up, holding her close to him. âI was already planning on carrying you anyway. You donât look in any shape to travel home.â
Looking down to her his lips thinned, smile fading. âIâŚItâs beenâŚabout ten years since we last saw youâŚâ Her casual tone kind of stung him a bit. How much had she been hurt? Who else was behind this? Whoever it was, just thinking of more being possibly out there brought a new wave of rage, his eyes filling with hints of it.
No. Donât lose it again, Qrow. You canât. Not again. You just got her back after years of looking. You canât risk it again.
Summerâs heart shattered.Â
âT-Ten years?â she croaked. âI-Itâs been ten years?âÂ
He looked older, sure. But, had she really been a prisoner for ten years? Confined in that dark cell, given only minimal food while being beaten every day if she didnât comply? Had she really become so numb that ten years had passed so easily?Â
She gripped his shirt, almost like she didnât believe any of this was real.Â
âT-They took . . . ten years from me. I-I didnât . . . get to see my baby girls grow up. They . . . didnât have a mom.â
She had been holding it together, trying her best to remain strong. But she couldnât anymore. This revelation was too much. The waterworks had begun and she covered her face with her hand spare him the sight of her looking so weak.Â
âItâs my fault . . . If I hadnât trusted them . . . If I hadnât been so fucking naive!âÂ
âIâm a failure! A pathetic failure!âÂ
She wasnât making much sense, but when you had gone through what she did, it was to be expected. All of the pent up emotions of the last ten years were spilling out and she couldnât do anything to stop them.
âI hated it, Qrow! Every waking moment! I was seen as an exotic pet because of my silver eyes! These cursed eyes! I hate them! I hate this legacy! I never asked for it!âÂ
Her fist was clenched so hard that it drew blood.
âI should just claw my eyes out! Iâd rather be blind!âÂ
The memories of her captivity were painfully clear in her mind.Â
âLook!â she screamed as she yanked up both sleeves, revealing all the scars that had been left on her. âLook what they did to me because of my eyes! And you havenât even seen my back!âÂ
She bit her lip, trying to get her emotions under control, but it was a fruitless endeavor.Â
âA-And now . . . my daughter has the same curse.âÂ
She said nothing more after that, choosing to bury her face in Qrowâs chest, the only noise being her muffled sobs.Â
The bandits that kidnapped Summer were associated with the Branwen tribe. They werenât members of it, but they could be considered a branch of it and because of this, Raven knew full well that Summer was alive for the past ten years but didnât tell a soul. Her loyalty is to her tribe, not to Summer or anyone else. She couldnât care less if Summer was being used some kind of trophy.Â
Summer doesnât know this yet and she likely never will, not if Qrow has anything to say about it.Â
qrowbadluckcharmâ:
Qrow looked to the camp as well. Some of the tents were aflame, bodies everywhere. He honestly didnât remember anything that had happened. All he remembered was finding Summer in this camp and a Grimm, but after that was all a blur.Â
Looking at his sword he saw the blood streaking it, his hand beginning to shake. He had sworn not to kill anyone anymore, butâŚhe just lost it. It reminded him too much of how he was before graduating Beacon. He knew he had missed Summer dearly, but he knew what he had just done was the fault of those who had harmed her.
Glancing over to her he felt the gravity of what had happened hit him. Tears began to sting his eyes as she spoke. âIâŚIâm sorry, SummerâŚI-I justâŚI donât know what happenedâŚâ
He walked over to her and hesitantly reached to her, hand resting on her arm. Even if he had just did what he had, he knew he had to get her home.
âThen letâs get you homeâŚâ
She averted her eyes for a moment, not wanting to look at him. It wasnât as if she thought lesser of him for what he did, no. She fully understood why he did what he did. And it was because of her that he had to go so far. That he had to sully his hands with blood once more. She hadnât been strong enough.
She finally turned to face him, doing her best to steel her nerves as she did so.
âI wonât blame you for what you did. But if you ever do something like that in front of Ruby or Yang, Iâm taking your alcohol away forever.âÂ
At least she was well enough to joke.Â
She then extended her arms.Â
âI donât want to seem like deadweight, but I kind of smashed my right knee real bad. And Iâm still wearing this stupid aura cancelling ankle bracelet. So if you could, you know, carry me, thatâd be great and stuff.âÂ
âFirst things first, though. How long has it been, Qrow? I kind of . . . lost track in between the torture sessions.âÂ
She said that so casually, like she was numb to it. How bad had it been?Â
Naming themes
Faustus Rose gets his name from Faust, the man who made a demon deal with Mephisto Pheles.
Cassandra Rose gets her name from Cassandra, the woman in the Greek myth who could see the future.Â
Edward Rose gets his name from Edward Teach (Blackbeard), who has basically reached semi-mythical status in the modern era.Â
Edward Rose is the older brother of Summer Rose and a pirate by trade. Leaving home a few years before Summer, he turned to a life of piracy after hearing about how the huntsmen system had failed his younger sister. Embittered by her supposed death, he began to plunder Atlas ships at sea and became feared as the White Warlord of the Sea, as he had donned a white cloak much like his younger sisterâs.
While heâs on the opposite side of the law, he is more than willing to cooperate with the authorities when it comes to apprehending those far more villainous than himself. Heâs a pirate, not a monster.
Upon hearing of Summerâs survival, heâs ceased his pillaging of Atlas ships, but still claims to be a pirate and is often found sailing the seas in search of adventure. Thereâs a bounty on his head, but so far none have been able to capture him.
This is because of his semblance: Good Fortune. (Disclaimer: Edward was created before Clover was even a thing.)Â
One could say heâs the exact opposite of Qrow in this regard, as heâs been blessed with a near endless amount of fortune. No matter what the situation, things always seem to go his way. If he needs to escape, nature itself tends to bend backward to make things easier for him.
But because his semblance only affects himself and not those around him, it almost seems like heâs spreading bad luck to other people while itâs more that his absurd luck just makes them look unlucky by comparison.
His weapon of choice is a cutlass attached to a chain. He uses it both as a sword and a grappling hook. Be it to grapple to objects to swing away or to grapple people in the midst of combat to make them easier to strike down. He calls it a Grapple-Sword and has named it White Dawn due to its silver color.

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Cassandra Rose is the mother of Summer Rose and a Silver-Eyed Warrior herself. Sheâs a very soft spoken woman who gets uncomfortable in social situations very easily and thus leaves most of the talking to her husband, Faustus. Donât underestimate her just because sheâs shy though, sheâs a force to be reckoned with and will quickly snap if you dare mess with her family.
When Summer was presumed dead, she had to be stopped from laying waste to Vale for failing to protect her and when she heard Summer was alive, she still had to be stopped from laying waste to Vale for failing to find her for all those years.
Besides her Silver Eyes, which she has proven to be a master of, her semblance is Speed, something that her granddaughter inherited. The color of her rose petals is blue, no doubt an extension of her timid personality.
Cassandra rarely fights, but when she does she uses throwing knives infused with various different kinds of dust. Her aim is impeccable and she was once able to knock a cigarette out of Faustusâ mouth from over 50 feet away without harming anything other than his ego which was injured when he screamed like a little girl.
What can she say? Sheâs not a fan of tobacco.
Faustus Rose is the father of Summer Rose and the one who taught her everything she knows about combat. Heâs always been overprotective of her and when he found out that she had inherited the silver eyes from his wife, he became even more vigilant. He told her that the silver eyes are not to be taken lightly and that they should never fight for one side over another, always remaining impartial to the laws of the land.
Unfortunately she didnât see it that way and left him behind. The next thing he knows, sheâs apparently dead and his other child has ran off to become a pirate. Can you blame him for turning to alcohol?
If it wasnât for the support from his loving wife, he might have just broken down entirely.
That said, now that heâs heard Summer is alive, he refuses to go see her. Call it pride, but he wants her to return home and apologize first. Even if he does want nothing more than to hug the stuffing out of her.
His semblance is Hellfire and he uses it to great effect. Be it something as simple as lighting a candle or something as big as starting a forest fire, he can do it as naturally as one breathes. He claims his fire powers are even stronger than the Fall Maidenâs, but itâs unknown if thatâs just his ego talking or if he really does have the bite to back up his rather loud bark.
His weapon is a black and red scythe that heâs deemed Hell Fang. The blade is patterned after a flame and he used metal that could withstand absurdly high temperatures to forge it. This allows him to wreathe his weapon in flames, creating an incredibly destructive fighting style. His weapon doesnât transform because he claims that he who relies on multiple forms rather than just mastering one will always be at a disadvantage.
Just goes to show that Rubyâs love of scythes is in her blood.
scythesandwhiskeyâ:
âThereâs a lot of things Ozpin hides from me. If weâre being cynical, it could be that heâs keeping the Silver Eyes close to his chest, it could be he wanted leverage on me he didnât have before, but Iâm pretty sure he just saw the potential Ruby has. We were Top Shelf Huntsmen and Huntresses-in fact Taiyang and I are still ranked best of the best and Yang was accepted on her own merits. It wouldnât be any surprise if Team RWBY had graduated at the top of their class either. Thereâs also⌠something else he may be looking at them for.â He reached for his flask, again stopping himself and again clasping his hand. She could read him well enough to know this time he wasnât reaching out of habit, but he was still trying his best to ween off of the habit.
âSummer, do you know the Tale of Seasons?â He waited for her answer. If she didnât know, heâs recall it-with less finesse than Ozpin would say it, but the story wouldnât change much. If not, heâd continue. âWell, itâs a tale all right, and truth. Magic exists, and four women in the world have power that even makes Silver Eyes look like one of Atlasâ walkers⌠threatening, but nowhere near what an experienced Huntsman is capable of. Ozpin is the old man in that tale, and an immortal, body-hopping wizard that gave me and Raven the ability to change into birds. All of that is nothing compared to the reality that all of that exists⌠because the Grimm are lead by the Baddest Bitch Death has ever Spurned, complete with Literal Immortality.â
For a moment, Summer was a little girl again, listening to her father ramble on about the stupidity of the world and how it wasnât their place to meddle.
How some old wizard caused a lot of trouble for people because he and his ex-wife were having a fit. But she wrote it off as his drunken ramblings.
But as Qrow began to tell his story, she realized that maybe her dad wasnât entirely wrong. Maybe he was right.
To her own surprise, and maybe Qrowâs, she accepted this as truth.
âI always thought something was off about him, like he was hiding something from us. My dad would often ramble about things like magic and a cranky old wizard, but I blew him off. Guess he knew more than most would.â
She wondered, for a minute, if her father having such knowledge would make him a target of interest for Ozpin.
âSecrets breed distrust, Qrow. Though I donât agree with her, I can certainly see why Rae Rae was always so cynical toward Ozpin. The man should be more honest with his allies.â
She suddenly didnât feel all that confident in his ability to keep Ruby and Yang safe.
âAnd as for there being a leader of Grimm. That was something my dad talked about as well. Though once again, I wrote it off as him just rambling.âÂ
Summer is rescued during the small break between Volumeâs 2 and 3. So most threads regarding her injured self will take place during the beginning of Volume 3.Â
scythesandwhiskeyâ:
Qrow came to the porch, looking to Summer with his flask in hand. He takes a single drink, then corks the cap back on and puts it away to sit. He had taken a shower in the evening, so the smell of alcohol was faint. He may have drunk during the evening it seemed, but he was definitely restraining himself with her around. The smile on his face seemed to be the reason why.
âPeople say you donât know what you have until itâs gone, but even when I dreamed of you walking through those doors, the reunion wasnât near as happy in the dreams as it is now, even with you putting everyone in their own time outs.â Qrow chuckled, certain she had her own kind of punishment planned for him. He didnât even want to imagine it, but now that he knew this was real, he didnât want to imagine what it would have been like if there wasnât a punishment for his drinking. âIâm not buying more alcohol for this flask though, promise. Iâll ween out on what whiskey stores I have left, and then the only alcohol Iâll buy is at a bar.â He held out his balled hand, the pinky sticking out. Seemed like Ruby rubbed off on him if he was willing to do pinky swears.
âYour cookingâs a lot better than I remember by the way, might just be the old man talking but I remember a time when your cooking left the bathroom perpetually occupied. Iâm glad that memory was either fake or aged poorly.â He said, looking out to the forest, deep in thought. âThereâs⌠a lot of things Ozpin didnât tell you two about. We donât have to talk about them right now, but we will have to eventually. I did promise to catch you up, so where do you want to start?â
After making a pinky promise with him, she couldnât help but scowl at him saying that her cooking used to be bad.
âIt was never bad, Qrow. I purposely made it bad that one time because you broke my favorite piggy bank while celebrating your birthday with Tai. So I got a little payback. But we can talk more about petty revenges later, you said you wanted to help me catch up? Then you can start with the elephant in the room.â
âWhy did Ozpin let Ruby into Beacon? I know sheâs skilled, but thereâs more it than that, isnât there? Something tells me itâs because heâs trying to keep the silver eyes on his side.âÂ

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scythesandwhiskeyâ:
Qrow brought both of his hands together and rested his chin on them when Summer began recalling her past. The muscles in them tensed and clenched as she went on, describing depravities no creature save Man/Faunas was capable of. He came from a Bandit Clan, he of all people would know just how far humans could slink, but even that didnât match what he was hearing.
âYouâre right about one thing⌠if I knew anything about those bastards Iâd hunt them down to the last, but I get the impression even if I did know, chances are Iâd be finding graves instead of perpetrators. You misinterpreted me though⌠I didnât ask for the reason why you were gone, I just said I need time to process this. Ten years is a long time to be gone Summer, especially considering you were the adhesive keeping us all together. Iâm not asking you to leave, I just need to accept this new reality that youâre here. You of all people know Iâve got plenty of skeletons in my closet and some of them like to try clawing their way out to drag me with them. Give me a day, then we can catch up on everything, including the stuff Oz didnât want to tell you.â
Over the next day, several things happened. One was that Summer immediately broke her promise and started working in the kitchen despite her injuries. She said something about wanting to make sure she wasnât rusty and if the reactions of Ruby and Yang were any indication, then her food was definitely a step up from Taiâs despite the years of inactivity.Â
Then she got mad at Tai for neglecting the girls for a few years, even if he had a valid reason to do so. She didnât slap him or anything. She just banished him to the couch for a few nights.
And then there was the time she got furious at her crutch for tripping her and aggravating her right leg even more. She would have snapped the thing in two if it hadnât been for Ruby calming her down.
And now? Now she sat on the porch in the morning, sipping a cup of coffee. It had been a long time since sheâd enjoyed a calm morning like this and she was going to make the most of it. Even if it was difficult to get on there swinging bench while only having the use of one leg.
âHeya, Qrow,â she said without turning in his direction, having pretty much memorized the sound of his footsteps. âYou enjoying the beautiful morning as well?âÂ
solar-pxweredâ:
     A few friends is sometimes better than having mountains of them, especially if the few you have are loyal and true. Nothing, in Sunâs experience, was much worse than finding yourself stabbed in the back by someone you put your trust in.
     But Ruby would never have to worry about that from him, at least.
      âWell, she should be attached to her weapon,â he reasoned with a shrug, feeling a little proud of himself. âWe both know your weapon can be your best friend out there.â
     And he DID know. Growing up on the dangerous streets of Vacuo, the broomstick he wielded had saved his hide and the hides of his street rat companions on many occasion. It was what had inspired the staff form of Ruyi and Jingu Bang, feeling familiar in his hands once heâd been sent to the Academy.Â
      âLearning to fight with your weapon without relying on it over yourself is important. Balance is everything, you have to be a weapon yourself. Rubyâs small but sheâs fast and she can use that to her advantage.â
âAnd hopefully with your teachings, sheâll be able to reach her true potential. After all, a staff is closer to a scythe than my twin axes are.âÂ
She leaned against the wall behind her and let out a sigh.Â
âCan you do me a favor, Sun? Can you make sure Ruby doesnât overwork herself? Sheâs always been determined to live up to her expectations and because sheâs younger, she pushes herself twice as hard as anyone else. There have been nights where she called me at 3 am because she had questions about her weapon. And itâs just, Iâm worried about her.â
âI feel like sheâs so focused on getting stronger that sheâs failed to remember an important aspect to training. Rest. Because overexerting yourself can be detrimental in the long run and while Iâd tell herself, I feel like sheâd take it more seriously if a friend intervened instead. After all, a mother always worries.âÂ