winter has come.

[albaiin]

@thonia

          ❛ i don’t ask to be saddled with wandering whelps, and yet here we stand, ❜  she grumbles.  ❛ have you misplaced your parents, little one, or are you just here to bother me? ❜

[albaiin]

salem’s lackey.

seems clear that he won’t get anything out of her, won’t manage to get the response his boss so dearly wants, but he can’t say he expected anything more. someone doesn’t live for this long in the middle of a war by swapping sides at the tiniest coaxing.

      ❛ i don’t take food from cranky old ladies living in the wood, don’t you worry. i was just hoping we could have a polite conversation. ❜   like he’d ever been polite in his damn life without the wrath of someone more powerful hanging over his head.   ❛ salem sent me. sure you know the spiel by now, or do you want a refresher? ❜ 

     she doesn’t have the time or energy to get upset about his ‘cranky old lady’ comment. even still, salem’s name seems far more important to the conversation.

          ❛ at least she sent something other than  g r i m m  this time, ❜  she mutters.  ❛ my answer is the same: i’m not joining her or ozpin until they can give me something concrete. i didn’t get this old as a maiden by choosing sides at random. this war can wage on without me as far as i’m concerned. ❜

[albaiin]

stranger.

well, he could admire a healthy skepticism. especially when he was, as she suspected, up to something.

      ❛ maybe i am. do i look like someone who sends a lot of time in forests, ma’am? ❜   mock respect, as if he thinks he still has any hope of salvaging this plan, but he knows full well he doesn’t. she’s too suspicious and he isn’t good at this, isn’t good at persuasion and sweet talk. it should be emerald here, but she’s too valuable.

          ❛ don’t waste my time, boy. i’m an old woman, not a charity; who sent you? ❜

     her arms cross firmly over her chest as she glares at him. her eye, dark and singular, still manages to  b u r n  holes through him. he has something he wants to say, she can tell.

          ❛ don’t tell me you’re one of those kids who won’t talk until i feed you. do we really need to go through those motions? there’s a book i’d desperately like to finish waiting on my bedside table. ❜

[albaiin]

starter call

[albaiin]

@jolisorciere

          ❛ so the man in green has sent someone other than qrow to try and convert me back to a life of subjugation and imprisonment? ❜  she snorts.  ❛ you get the  s a m e  answer as he did: get off my land. ❜

[albaiin]

@talariia

          ❛ might i ask just why a young man like yourself is so far in the woods--alone? ❜  her tone is dry, lacking emotion. despite the patch over her eye and the scarves covering a fair amount of her face, her blank expression is far too obvious.

          ❛ let me guess: you’re lost. ❜

[albaiin]

starter call

[albaiin]

                                                       mirror, mirror                                                 tell me  s o m e t h i n g                                              𝔴𝔥𝔬'𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔞𝔩𝔩?

                                                   indie winter maiden oc.                                                       written by ade.                                 sideblog -- follows will come from @tyriannical​