#solisdraco

          peace isn’t something that knows how to stay around, flighty and unpredictable as it is. though, he would have preferred if it waited just a bit longer before everything had to go to hell. just what was the cause of this anomaly? from what he’s been told, the weather had played a part in it... but no one had expected it to descend into this kind of madness at such a rate. 

          he doesn’t have time to question it right now, especially when all hands are on deck in attempts to stave off this impeding threat. it’s just been one after the other, over and over and over again. he doesn’t know how many he’s had to fight off. he’s tired, but not tired enough to forgive himself if he turned his head away from this chaos.

          it’s easy enough to kick the creature away once he’s gotten a good enough foothold to force them away, the wizard landing deftly on his feet next to his companion. 

          “ my apologies for interrupting. “ ozpin says slowly, spinning the grip of his cane so that the end is facing outwards. “ are you alright, miss xiao long? “ with a sickening crack, the whistle slumps back into place, rising from the snow with a guttural moan. he can’t help but draw his eyebrows together at the sight-- how disgusting. just like home, right? 

          “ i have to ask for your strength, just for now. “ already the noise has drawn another creature closer, uninjured and breathing out a cruel tone. “ if i manage to give you an opening, could you finish them off? “

amber hues continue to fixate onto the scenery ahead, barren and filled with white - Blake finds herself sat on a log, neatly perched with a pad an pencil in hand sketching out the local wildlife, in particular, a few jackalopes had congregated around some strategically placed food. if it wasn’t so cold this would be almost serene.

   though she resigns to the fact the cold will always creep up on her here in the form of casual shivers and numbing fingertips, the Faunus finds comfort in the peace that surrounds this place and almost becomes lost in thought, her hand working on autopilot from sketching out jackalopes to doing a brief outline of the blonde that happened to walk into the scene.

emphasis on the almost -

ears are quick to perk up and eyes narrow in suspicion, though all the more quickly to widen on the realization on who it is -

     “ ... Yang? “ of course the tone holds a degree of surprise, still remaining quiet and soft despite her excitement - she really didn’t want to scare of her models after all. but here her partner was, after everything, she was still here and the instant relief that encompassed Blake was overwhelming, to say the least -

     ─ a bunkhouse change? in any other scenario, weiss would view this as a pain. she's grown used to her own bunkhouse and her little bed was starting to slowly feel like her own. but when the notice comes, weiss feels nothing akin to annoyance. instead, she's eager for the change ─ it means she can finally share a bunkhouse with someone familiar. while she spends most of her time in one of their bunks outside of sleep anyway, it will be nice to officially occupy the same space and bring more of a homey feel to the area.

   it didn't take long for weiss to gather her things into a bag. eagerly, she makes her way to her new bunkhouse, letting herself in. she doesn't have to look around to know who she's ended up with ─ it's a bunkhouse she's visited before and knows well. weiss walks in with a grin, making her way to the bunk belonging to the one and only yang xiao long.

     upon taking his next step forward, his foot suddenly gets caught on something - a gnarled root. axel visibly startles, exclaiming a cry of “noooo!” as he flops over into the snow. the firewood falls around him unceremoniously. 

     axel lies there in the snow, completely silent as he thinks about all of the events of his life which lead to this moment. in fact, he’s so busy sulking that he doesn’t care if anyone else witnessed that whole ordeal... not even as he hears the sound of footsteps approaching him.

Welcome to Eidolon, traveler. Wishes have brought you far, and we know they will only bring you further.

You will find your residence in Bunkhouse #5, and though it is rather empty for now, we hope you feel at home. A lone gauntlet, Ember Celica, sits on your mattress… about your arm? Oh, don’t even worry about it, Diaidem is kind and merciful, after all!

Search, seek, persist. Take heart in your heart.