#madeunbreakable

“No you’re not, and I wouldn’t place money on that.” Leo would have liked to handle the General’s pride and desire for privacy with a gentler hand, but he’d learned long ago that a good chunk of the inner circle would die before admitting that they needed help. 

Thus, offered the wet rag he’d quickly gathered when James had began to get sick. 

One would think that his position would make him an expert at how to handle such calls. Any one of them. For if there was any person on this planet that could claim to know death and tragedy most intimately, it would be him. 

However, the fear and pain never went away. 

His heart still dropped, and his hands still shook, when he’d gotten the call, and he’d only managed to stumble halfway through his explanation before Glynda had told him that she could handle things at Beacon. 

Thankfully, the air ship ride gave him time to collect himself, and when he arrived at the hospital, flowers and small bag of candies in hand, his own fear for his friend had been carefully tucked away for the time being. 

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“You broke it?!” Clover gasps.

A gloved hand comes up to cover his mouth, disbelief and horror in mint eyes at seeing James’ favorite coffee mug in pieces scattered across the floor. Clover’s hand moves from his mouth to run through his hair in genuine fear.

          “not to sound cliche james, but...” what a wonderful weight in his hand, cold metal against his skin, gold  g l e a m i n g  in the otherworldly light of the arena’s environment. he slides his hand along the cylinder, spinning the ammunition inside, and points it for james’ head.

          “...i won’t be going down without a  f i g h t . ”  laughable, the idea that he would go down at all. the worst case scenario leaves both sides without their fighter. he can accept that.

The holidays weren’t exactly a time of year Winter enjoyed. She would rather ignore them and stay home where it was nice and quiet, but the invitation to spend it with Qrow’s family--and everyone else invited by extension--was one she would have felt guilty declining.

So here she was.

Winter had been assured that everything would go fine and that she would have an opportunity to strategically leave if necessary. With hasty greetings out of the way once they entered, as it seemed everyone was busy with other tasks, Winter felt awkwardly out of place. The teams were talking eagerly among themselves, occasionally shouting over another conversation another group was having to catch the attention of someone else, and it made her ears ring. Taiyang had gone off to the kitchen, she thought there was mention of keeping an eye on something on the stove. A quick glance around and she realized Qrow had been roped into something with the girls. By the looks of it, it seemed they were setting up a video game.

She was on her own. For a moment she thought of catching her sister’s attention, but it seemed she was busy with a conversation with one of her friends. Not wanting to interrupt, Winter chose to head into the kitchen.

Maybe there was less chaos there.

She would have thought that was the case until she realized it wasn’t only Taiyang the kitchen, but her boss as well. That was unexpected.