「condensed calamity」

[deces-tarragon-blog]

   “Don’t play that innocent game with me– hey!” The paper that she had taken was out of his hands. She really was a nosy one. Taking back the paper, his eyes only narrowed at her pout. “Hands off my work.”

[parasolitism]

          Ooh, she was quivering in her boots. What a glare he had on him; one glower could very well place the nails in her coffin. Unfortunately, he was of no real threat to her. For now, she merely took great joy in driving him mad. “If I were you, I’d be more worried about the spies I had just... disposed of outside your door than little ol’ me.”

[solisaei]

“WHOA!”

     sun immediately turns around, pulling his tail out of the woman’s grip, “that’s kinda mine there, buddy. as in…attached to me.”

[parasolitism]

          Tilting her head to the side and wearing an asymmetrical grin, she moves her hands behind her to indicate her lack of interest in pursuing his tail again. Faunus were such interesting little curiosities, and despite working around the White Fang, she had never really approached one up close and personal. A bow of the head, hopefully to portray how truly sorry she was (laughable).

[deces-tarragon-blog]

   He’s just going to stare her down. Really? Must she be a pest?

[parasolitism]

          Looks back at him innocently before propping herself up on his desk and reading over his work. What sorts of diabolic, corrupt emperor-y things was he up to? ... Sorting out taxes? That’s no fun at all. A pout plasters itself upon her visage.

[parasolitism]

@jubxlent​ should know better than to wear a cape

          Leans over and tugs on the end of her cape. Come and play with the wolf, little red!

[parasolitism]

@stxrmflxwer​ just won his team match

          Staying in a disguise was quite taxing, and her emerald eyes had been fading in and out all day due to her consistent use of her semblance. Surely Cinder wouldn’t mind, seeing as the few who would recognize her weren’t in the area, and the Vytal festival was always teeming with people.

          Another catches her eye, quite possibly due to the pink streak. That was one of Neo’s favorite colors after all. Approaching with a smile, she picks a flower off the ground and walks over to the newly declared victor. Team JNPR was a group she would have to keep her eye on.

          The flower is extended towards him as she curtsies.

[drcgonfire-blog]

   To see this woman’s face among all when entering her dorm left her in silence but it didn’t mean her temper wasn’t already ticking. She could still remember their brawl on the train and the want to pound her face in was there yet here she stood without an action to make as she knew not as to why Neo of all people were here and judging by that damn smile on her face, she was waiting just for her.     How fucking lovely.     “What do you want? Or does cat got your tongue?”

[parasolitism]

          Miss Yellow was a ticking time bomb, and she had started the clock. Tick tick tick. So much for ‘mellow yellow.’ Even so, it was noted how the other stayed her hand rather than immediately going in for the kill. That was a decision she would soon regret making, but at least it was evidence of maturity. How long would that patience last when purposely worn thin? Neo slides off the sill she was perched on and meanders over to where the girl stood. Canting her head, she looks up and smiles.

          Unfinished business. That’s what she was here for. Earlier, she had been interrupted and forced to flee. But of course she wouldn’t be telling Yang that. The only prowling lioness here was her. Yang was the prey.

          “... tee hee!”

[parasolitism]

@apexxprimate​ is in her way

          Tentatively reaches out and tugs on his tail.

[parasolitism]

@deces-tarragon​ works too hard and too long

          Casually re-opens and re-closes her parasol multiple times to create enough of a wind to rustle the papers upon his desk.

[parasolitism]

@strenuiigni​ is all bark and no bite

          It was always a pleasure to see familiar faces. Especially the faces of those were responsible for putting Torchwick behind bars. Of course, it wasn’t a surprise that eventually one of them would show up around here, considering she was sitting upon Team RWBY’s dorm windowsill. Lying in wait in plain sight. When Yellow walks in, she raises a hand in greeting, an amiable smile plastered upon her face.

[antagcnism-deactivated20170105]

        “Whoa, whoa, you don’t just touch my wand, and not say anything!” His hand is pulled back as the wand gets poked at, and a look of irritation creeps onto his features soon afterwards.

[parasolitism]

          Taken slightly aback, but all in stride, she releases the other’s wand from her touch and regards him with a tilt of her head. So this man didn’t like his stuff being touched. Duly noted. Neo offers a nod of acknowledgement before brandishing her parasol. A trick up her sleeve; she retracts a concealed blade from within the parasol and holds it out. Ta-da! It was only fair to show him her own toys in return for seeing his.

[parasolitism]

Midget. B(

          How does it feel to lose to a ‘midget’? Neo wouldn’t know; she’s never lost a fight.

[parasolitism]

Stares at :l

          Stares back, but 10x as gorgeous ♥

[zhengfuzhe]

┃ ┄ ┅ HER ODDLY COLORED hair and mismatched eyes are but one focal point of Kouen’s attention. He stops in front of her and inspects her. There is an odd presence about her, but he doesn’t make it known he noticed. 

             “My Lady, that is no place for you.” ─ ━ ♚ │

[parasolitism]

          There is no indication she heard him, as she remains firmly planted within his royal chair. Legs cross in a minor act of defiance, yet no hostility could be found upon her countenance. She notices how he inspects her, gaze sweeping and oh so intimidating. She chuckles before placing a hand upon the emperor’s belt, tracing the star pattern.

          ”.... hm?” How polite. Being called a lady.

[parasolitism]

@pumpupblonde​ should step up her game

          An infectious giggle before she taps the end of her parasol on the blonde’s nose.

[parasolitism]

@misdiirection​ is getting soaked

          Sheets of rain enveloped the city streets, and while most ran for cover, few wandered about in spite of the unpredictable weather. Neo simply approaches another — a drenched pup, poor thing — and holds out her umbrella above him with a charming smile.

[parasolitism]

@antagcnism‘s wand looks delightful

          How curious... How exactly did that wand work? Neo ponders the possibilities as she fingers at the magical item.

[parasolitism]

@conquistaador​ needs to turn that frown upside down

          Quietly sits upon his throne with a grin worming its way across her maw.