"Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you. You wouldn't happen to have seen anything like this around, have you?" The photo is held up; it looks like a thick and chonky coin with a diamond in the middle.

Atlas , schnee’s home as if place in fairy tale . the actual power struggle Yang only heard about ; now witnessed . amidst all Weiss lived . she doesn’t need to imagine , as it painted on her features .

the burden of the kingdom , people lives , her family . overwhelmed Weiss in particular . yang had seen her own silent grapple & there’s an owe she has to return . stood before the middle sister’s door .

knocks ,

knocks

chapped lips part for a moment. then close.

his silence says more than words ever could.

Toro's attention snaps up from whatever he'd been attempting to read, his brows pinched together as he processes the words Bucky's said to him. He shifts a bit. Then shrugs a shoulder. “ Why would I be mad at you? ” He asks back in lieu of answering.

@minimultimuse sent:

" how long have you been sick for? and don't lie. " (From Dick)

CARING FOR THE SICK PROMPTS.

🦇—-;; The concern he understands, even if he feels it's unnecessary. He can still do his job, and likely would have kept it hidden if he hadn't had to stop with the sudden dizzy spell that had him holding onto a nearby wall to keep from falling, brought on by a mix of things. He's fine though, nothing he can't handle. He knows damn well where he should be, he should be in bed, resting until this passes, but no, instead he's three days in to fighting pneumonia, still feverish and uncomfortable.

He huffs, about to give the standard response, that he's fine when he's cut off by a harsh cough, turning his head slightly. Hand to his chest as he attempts to settle the discomfort. His jaw tightens a little and he huffs. "It doesn't matter." He says, "I'm fine." And he is, but he is definitely not doing his health any favours either.