#revoltelle

    Right. Yang said she needs time, but how long would that entail? It’s been a week since their reunion, and the more she thought about time the more she grew impatient. And she couldn’t help it but replay every single part of it in her head, wondering what she should’ve done or said instead... How obsessive. But if anything, knowing the Faunus might be in the same situation is somewhat comforting.

    Lilac hues gazed at the digits and the contact’s information. If her time back in Patch had taught her anything is that stalling for too long can’t be the best solution. Sometimes you just have to do things quickly, like ripping a band-aid off.

FROM: yang xiao long TO: blake belladonna

[txt] hey [txt] there’s this place in lily district called carnation cafe [txt] been there before and they have good tea [txt] i’ll be there in one hour if you want to hang out

how does my muse feel about yours?

accepting !!

Weiss couldn’t believe that all this time, she had been right next door. Okay, it hadn’t actually been that long, but still... Weiss prepared two cups of tea and a tray and knocked on the door next to hers, waiting for her (former?) teammate to answer...

When Blake opened the door, she held up the tray somewhat sheepishly. “Um, Yang told me you were here... I can’t believe she had to, since I live right next door.” She laughed, the laughter trailing off as her shoulders slumped slightly. Yep, this was definitely awkward.

“I brought tea. Can I come in?”

2B's observed the young woman passively for quite awhile - being a particular oddity herself has left her mostly unwilling to comment on others, but there's something about the other that draws her focus and holds it there. Luckily, with the visor, her line of sight is hard to figure out, and they're of a similar height so that she neither has to look too far up nor down, to give it away.

She confers with her Pod - a quiet murmur of her own voice and the Pod's more obviously synthetic, deeper one - for a bit, before making her way over. Her voice is curious and matter of fact, but not mocking; just serious, when she speaks, and perhaps even a bit earnest.

"Are ears like that useful in a combat situation?" They seemed like they might be - they seemed like they'd be useful in pinpointing the source of sounds, able to pivot like 2B’s seen.

  Falling asleep outside of her own room? Unheard of!

  With the ever-present threat of Monokuma’s wrath coming down on her for breaking the his rules, napping outside of her room had been a far off dream.

  Now here she was, waking up in the library at who knows what time. Chiaki shifts herself into an upright position, one hand lazily rubbing at her eyes as she stands up. If she hadn’t been awakened earlier, that must mean the people running this place either allow naps or they simply don’t care enough to stop someone.

  A few steps brought another person into her line of sight, Chiaki blinking before an almost embarrassed expression covers her face. No one else seemed to be around and, if anything, she owed the worker an apology.

i’ll miss my pussy

blake has been dropped for you, thanks for playing them as you did you absolute angel, maybe one day we’ll meet…. anyain

ok i’ll go now