this right here is THE bag. i've had it long before our careers took off, have used it since i was a teenager and it drives my husband crazy because he wants to replace it with one that's more lavish. but i'm loyal so she stays until she breaks!!

TOP LEFT : everyday items.

⋆ rosebud salve. a lifesaver that's in everyone's evening purse. (couldn't find good photos of what it looked like in the early 20th century so let's appreciate the 50's packaging instead)

⋆ a gold pocket watch. a wedding gift from a friend in the industry. i was very emotional when i received this from him ahh it's just SO beautiful and dainty, only about an inch in diameter, and i keep it on a lovely gold chain. would actually bite somebody's hand off if they tried to swipe this from me.

⋆ a hand-painted matchbox holder. "peach" is my stage name so whenever i see something with the fruit on it my neurons activate suddenly. i don't smoke but my husband does, and he likes it when i light his cigs.

⋆ a compact with a floral enamel design. the bits attached to the chain are a ring (slip your finger through it so you don't accidentally drop the compact during use) and a little lipstick tube. the mirror also houses a powder & puff. also a brow pencil! the compact is sterling silver so it has a satisfying weight in the hand.

BOTTOM LEFT : for travel or long days out.

⋆ a porcelain, dutch-made perfume bottle. this was a surprise gift. my husband's sister is always buying shit (and bragging about it) and as a result he is very aware of the trends... what's "in" with high class ladies right now is swiss, french, and scandinavian finery. he told me this was an easy buy because he could effortlessly imagine me smiling as i receive it.

⋆ a sewing kit with brass-accented tools. an extra picture to show the lovely lacquer and floral design. one of those things that's not entirely necessary to carry until it suddenly is. (because it's actually so awkward to have to ask a random woman if she has needle and thread when you're in a pinch)

RIGHT : if i'm not wearing it in my hair.

⋆ MY FOREVER COMB... if you're thinking "that looks like a bridal comb" then you're absolutely right. it should probably be put up for display in our home or tucked away somewhere buuut i'm a firm believer that things appreciate being used. i could rake this through my hair for HOURS. i feel like royalty just having it near, so it's like a good luck charm in a way.

     BY NOW, SOCIAL MEDIA IN REGIONS WITH POWER are abuzz. Who was the strange signal coming from? Where did they live? What did they want? Why were they trying to scare people?

                        THE TV CHANGES TO A NEW MESSAGE.

     WHAT DID IT MEAN? ANY OF IT? Faster than they could theorize, social media sites scrubbed posts entailing the mysterious interference. Televisions were going off faster and faster and faster--radio towers abandoned and telephone poles intentionally sabotaged. Why? Why? Why couldn’t they be allowed to hear what the person wished?

      Nobody had heard from anyone in Humilau for hours, strangely enough.

                                   THE TV CHANGES AGAIN.

     UNOVA. Near Humilau. In the atmosphere. The mind can only recall one place with a strange atmospheric pressure and an already sordid history when thinking of Unova and catastrophe--Unova and death. Unova and destruction.

                                              Giant Chasm.

family background info: kora’s family ( minus her step dad at times ) lives in the sector 7 slums and have lived there since she was a child, all of them are involved in avalanche activity, her step father is a shinra official which he uses to gain info to pass onto the group. kora’s mom is an ancient and by extension; so is kora and her brother, rorie. sorry gamers! 

while kora and her brother are part cetra, they both have no clue as their mother kept it from them for a majority of their life. while they both have their suspicions that something is different about themselves, it isn’t until the capture and subsequent rescue of aerith that things fall into place.

on that note: kora has almost no connection to the planet. she can’t “hear” it like how other ancients could. she is, however, deeply connected to the people that inhabit the world and can feel their suffering. this mainly comes into play during advent children w/ the geostigma but i just think it’s important to note.

anyway! in her free time aka before the game starts / between missions, kora can be found helping tifa out around the bar. she also watches marlene when the other can’t and brings over her little sister so the two can play together. once a week she goes to sector 5 to visit the orphan with her mother and sister and whoever else wants to go with her. she’s fond of reading to them...

as a member of avalanche ( specifically jessie’s group...she has a red ribbon and everything! ) kora’s main function is as an infiltrator / scouter. she’s adept in sneaking in to and out of shinra facilities ( and really anywhere tbh ) in order to secure and map out routes for the others to safely use. secondarily, she supports others through healing materia and general medicinal know-how.

doesn’t get a weapons upgrade in atlas bc i hc’d that her mother was a master weaponsmaker. milo and akouo were fixed back in argus. ( EDIT: this is a hc i developed with @ryoshan‘s yang a long time ago, that yang made blueprints for updated versions of milo and akouo while she was recovering from her own injury in patch. yang sent the blueprints to pyrrha in a letter and pyrrha showed them to her mother, who was impressed and remade them herself with minor adjustments. an early version of milo featured a sword version as well, which yang figure out how to add in there. so now milo is like, a huge swiss army knife LOL ).

politically, pyrrha agrees with robyn, but understands that ironwood is trying to do the best thing. 

she feels an immense guilt that makes her shut down emotionally around penny, even though she’s alive.

pyrrha has a very hard time acknowledging ironwood in a friendly manner, however, due to her trauma post beacon. he was one of the people who, alongside ozpin, glynda, and qrow, asked her to be the maiden and essentially make her feel like they had no other option to save the world but her.

pyrrha goes to the rally with ruby, ren, + nora.

during the training montages, pyrrha works the upper limits of her semblance in order to strengthen it.

          “ hmm.  i suppose this isn’t the first time we’ve shared living quarters, ” cinder mentions with an attempt at a wink ( ah, even now sometimes they forget they’ve only one eye, so hopefully neo doesn’t think it’s blinking ).  they scan the room, golden gaze floating from the barren table in the corner to the clinical - looking bed pushed against the opposite wall, but the main spectacle is the massive window where all of atlas is laid out to see.  cinder turns back to her then, smirking as their heel clicks.  “ a terribly gorgeous view, don’t you think? ” 

          her eyes are blown wide.  everything in the streets are cluttered in chaos, grimm, screaming people, and more than anything she’s desperate to find her teammates.  anything to not be separated again.  when she spots a flash of red whizzing by, the girl adorned in shadow isn’t far behind.  “ ruby! ” she cries out, desperation prominent in her vocals.  when she finally catches up, gambol shroud’s ribbons slinging her across the streets, belladonna attempts to catch a breath.  she looks over ren, nora, and marrow before glancing back to ruby.  “ what happened?  are you okay?! ”