#verseunknown

@ducknotinarow​ (Robyn) sent:  “Don’t tilt your head back, you’ll make your nosebleed worse!”

Pinching his nose, mahogany eyes fixed as best as they could on her. It was everything he had not to get blood all over himself and the floor. Damn this fucking Solitas cold and chapping the hell out of EVERYTHING.

golden eyes peered at jay from across the room. head tilting to the side in a sign of interest. he’d been quiet for a while now and emmett disliked the feeling. he knew what it was like to be a brother --- funny how he had been the oldest of all his siblings; two younger brothers and a sister. funny how he couldn’t reach out to them like a big brother should. it was funny how immature he acted compared to his status. always the rowdy scottish-irish nature of his --- picking fights, drinking, womanizing. one might not expect that but not everyone knew his past except for edward and rose. jasper picked up on his mood swings but never said anything. 

feeling his lips turning up he shoved his hands in his pockets before letting his loud voice echo from across the room, his hands clapping together loudly.

@ducknotinarow​ (Raven) sent: “I’ll survive. Somehow I always do.”

“Of course you do...” 

Qrow looked less than amused at his sister. That was always her ‘line’... survival. It was the excuse she always seemed to fall back on. Of course his response held an unintended tone, at least mostly unintended one. He didn’t wish ill on Raven by any means, but from the way he said it... well one might think he did.

In all honesty, he was just tired of this same conversation. It felt like he was just beating his head against a wall trying to get her to understand there was more to life than just ‘surviving’. 

@ducknotinarow​ (Summer) sent: “I am someone who did not die when they should of.”

What? Where was this coming from? This... it wasn’t like Summer at all, at least not the one he’d known. He wasn’t the same either though. Time, it did things. Qrow knew this probably better than most. Honestly, that sentiment was one he’d wrestled with so many times. So many times he should have died... but hadn’t.

Reaching out, he took Summer’s hands in his trying to keep the pain out of his eyes that she thought this way. 

@hollrvaldr​ sent: “I’ve seen you in the news...”

Oh yay, exactly what he wanted, a ‘fan’. Keeping his attention to the glass in front of him as he sat at his usual stool at the bar, he shrugged.

“Yeah and?” he replied, taking that glass up to his lips and indulging in a long pull of the bitter, bottom shelf whiskey inside. “Look kid, I don’t do autographs if that’s what you’re looking for.”