#toflame

“ I’ve never seen a Grimm like that before, ”  she says,  swinging her legs quietly on the tiny cot put in the corner of Terra’s home office.  She and Weiss had already elected to share the living room together,  so the bag set next to her doesn’t belong to her,  but...  With the rest of the team scattered,  she hadn’t missed out on a chance to selfishly flutter to the shelter of her sister’s side,  no matter how else she tries to disguise it.  A debriefing?  A chat?  It doesn’t matter  ---  except possibly to her.  “ I don’t think I’ve ever heard of one with special powers...  Did...  Did Dad ever mention something like that to you? ”

“ Yang!  Not the hair! ”  Ruby sharply groans,  batting her sister’s hand away as she wriggles out of her grasp.  A tongue is stuck out over her shoulder as she skips a few steps ahead of her,  before turning around and prancing backwards as if to keep an eye on her in case she went in for another attack on her poor,  poor spikes.  “ I’m fine,  jeez!  Don’t be such a Dad. ”  Still,  there’s a familiar shine of affection in silver eyes,  gratitude that she even has her sister here to be annoying and protective,  gratitude that she continues to ask even if Ruby can never quite answer her.  Even at their lowest,  that shine has never quite disappeared.  

@toflame​

hey siri, i’m feeling threatened —

❛   imagine  such  power.   do  y’  think  he  physically  picked  them  up  ‘n’  threw  them  off  the  stage,   too   ?   ❜