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“Who are you.” Marrow pulled Fetch from his back, aiming it at the other. “Tell me your name.”

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@halfgrimm
“Who are you.” Marrow pulled Fetch from his back, aiming it at the other. “Tell me your name.”

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Looking for a Rematch? || Winter and Cinder
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Winter was recovering in a hospital bed, but given the extent of her injuries, it was taking far longer than it would if she had just been injured while fighting Grimm or an opponent without maiden powers. The medical staff said she was lucky to be alive. She didn’t feel lucky.
She was staring at the ceiling, but looked up when she heard someone come in, and immediately she tensed.
It was Cinder.
Her heart jumped into her throat. “Come to finish the job?” She asked dryly. Despite her poker face, she was absolutely terrified. Because she didn’t even have Penny here to look out for her now. Nor did she have enough Aura to not be affected by damage. Besides, even if she did have enough, Cinder could just break her Aura like it was nothing.
Send "´͈ ᵕ `͈" for my muse's reaction to yours suddenly holding their hand. | accepting.
@halfgrimm said:´͈ ᵕ `͈ — grimm hand tho. ;D
Gold tinted emeralds slowly shift downwards to stare at the .... monstrous hand holding hers. Oh dear, she doesn’t like it ... sweat is beading upon her forehead but she doesn’t pull back ... because that would be rude.
And it probably isn’t even her fault her hand looks like that..... nobody is perfect... everyone has their flaws...
even monster flaws.... (help her...)
tfw you see your daughter talking to your murderer.
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❝ i do hope whatever it is it’s important enough to wake me up in the middle of the night . ❞

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“Hmm. That’s quite the gift she’s given you. It’s very... fitting.”
This was probably the nicest thing Watts had said to Cinder since they’d met. And he WAS trying to be less awful to her, as much as she deserved his ire. But her arm was... well. It was certainly a thing of beauty. Oh sure, he didn’t have the same morbid tastes as TYRIAN. But he could appreciate the craftsmanship behind her new... weapon.
The Plan
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Leo still couldn’t believe what Her Grace’s plan was. Did she really believe that she could assault Beacon Academy? Let alone first? He understood the strategic necessity of it, of course. Ozpin had to be removed from the playing field as soon as possible to continue to sow discord in the kingdoms. He had been handling his part in haven and it would be simple to stoke the fires in Vacuo and Atlas once their tensions ramped up. But this painted a huge initial target on his back. For his part, all he had to do was allow a few “students” to enroll, make sure they were selected for the Vytal Festival, and do nothing else. There was almost no way he could be implicated unless someone else talked.
He was to meet with one of them today. Cinder Fall was her name if he remembered correctly. She was also supposed to take the powers of whatever maidens they could find, which would allow Her Grace access to the relics.
Then the gods would judge them all. He still wondered what Salem was thinking with this. It had to be some plan she had and likely one only she would benefit from. He held out a small bit of hope that she might actually reward him at the end of all this, but at this point all Leo wanted was to be rid all this nonsense of maidens and Grimm and relics.
The door finally opened and the professor breathed a heavy sigh of relief. The waiting and anticipation was causing his hands to sweat and he’d already messed up his handkerchief twenty minutes ago. “Miss Fall? You’re late.” He had no real authority in Salem’s inner circle, but here in Haven Academy he was headmaster. Whether or not that was going to be respected was another matter entirely.
@halfgrimm: “I’m not going to break that easy.”
torture sentence starters
“If I wanted you to break, I don’t think I’d be doing the civil approach of talking, now would I? It’s the worst way to break someone, well, unless you’ve got the psychological advantage.”