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My Grimm!Ren. TRY TO DECIDE ON HIM
character: hate them | don’t really care | like them | LOVE them | THEY ARE MY PRECIOUS
ship with: Ship with........... the real Ren o 3o ! Rencest XD
brotp: Totes with Adam meow o 3o
general opinions: ONII-CHAANNNN -GLOMPS AND CLINGS- O 3O ... Anyway adorable little Grimm!Ren would like to know more about him BY ROLEPLAYING WITH THE MUN MORE WITH THIS MUSE :U .
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((You only live once. Sending this as my Cannon Ren, MisterLotus.)) Pretty please (meme)
26. My muse loses everything to yours in a poker game.
"Well this is new. I could have sworn I was better at poker than this..."
Sitting by the fountain in the courtyard, Haytham found himself clawing at his forearm, waiting for something to happen, someone to find him. It was dark and late at night, so no one was supposed to be out, but he was sure that some guards, or perhaps Ozpin or Glynda themselves would make rounds to assure the security of the School... They'd get some form of alert if a Grimm was near, right..? Ah... This was going to be useless, wasn't it? "... Come find me, damn it... I'm right here...!"
Ozpin most certainly was aware of the Grimm sitting literally inside his school, and had he not silenced the alarm the creature would likely be little more than a cooling corpse on the ground by this point. Thankfully for all parties he'd recognized this one. This also happened to be the reason he was out of his office at this time of night, approaching the fountain with an appropriate amount of wariness.
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Hi, Xuunies. I'm contacting you because I wanted to use your Lie Ren and Nora Future Deisgns in some fanart; You of course will get credit for the designs! ^^~ Let me know if this is okay, or if you don't want the designs used at all.
of course go ahead
(Not so) Common colds (Closed with Taintedlotus)
There was an epidemic making its way through Beacon, students were falling ill one after the other with some strange disease. The symptoms seemed tame enough at first, but even so the sheer number of students succumbing to it was worrying enough. That the school nurse couldn't identify the disease with any sort of surety just added another trouble to the ever-growing list.
This wasn't, however, to say that the strange disease would keep him from doing his job. Even with roughly ten percent of his students bedridden he would still make sure this Academy was running smoothly.
However ten percent of the students also meant that a good number of his staff were otherwise indisposed. Which meant that in a shocking display of motivation (Glynda's hand had been ominously close to her riding crop) even the headmaster himself was walking the grounds this evening, making sure that the students were all doing what they were supposed to do.
Thus far it had been a relatively peaceful walk, he had yet to find anyone skulking about where they shouldn't be or anything out of the ordinary. Next on his route was the first year's dorms though, and it was in the hallway between the doors leading to the rooms of teams RWBY and JNPR that he finally came to a stop. Ozpin cocked his head to the side as he listened intently, and his efforts were rewarded when the sound of a muffled crack reached him, emanating from the door to team JNPR's room. The headmaster's eyes narrowed in thought, and with a soft hum he moved to stand before the door, rapping his knuckles solidly against the wood to knock.
