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Indie RP blog for a Kill La Kill-based Weiss Schnee | Written by Lys | Avatar Art by sunnypoppy on deviantart

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xanican-exile‌:

“I don’t see how that’s any of your business.” As a matter of fact it had only been two days since he had last bathed, but he didn’t see any need to share that information with her.

“Why does everyone always ask that….” He muttered.

“Oh yes, I do wonder. Perhaps it could be because you smell. But that is just my hypothetical guess.” You could taste the dripping sarcasm in her voice. “And it’s part of my business insofar as you called me a “spoiled rich girl” without knowing anything about me. Turnabout is fair play.”

[xanican-exile]

“You’re the one who approached me,” Venix was quick to point out. “Not the other way ‘round.” He crossed his arms. ”And you still have the attitude of one.”

“Who even are you?”

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"Yes, and I made a joke--at your expense, I admit--that I believed would make you laugh." Weiss huffed, more annoyed at his second remark than anything.

At least he probably didn't know who her family was. "Weiss Schnee," she hummed with all the tone of a very rehearsed line, "he--ex-heiress to the Schnee Dust Company. Pleasure to meet you...I think."

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xanican-exile‌:

“I don’t see how that’s any of your business.” As a matter of fact it had only been two days since he had last bathed, but he didn’t see any need to share that information with her.

“Why does everyone always ask that….” He muttered.

“Oh yes, I do wonder. Perhaps it could be because you smell. But that is just my hypothetical guess.” You could taste the dripping sarcasm in her voice. “And it’s part of my business insofar as you called me a “spoiled rich girl” without knowing anything about me. Turnabout is fair play.”

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xanican-exile‌:

For someone he just met, this girl was being surprisingly open about her life story.

“I don’t know who that is.” Perhaps that wasn’t entirely true. The name Ragyo sounded familiar, something he was sure he had overheard in passing at least a few times, but not one he truly recognized.

Seeing her scar did make him pause. “No,” He finally said. “No, I guess not.”

“Yes you do, even if you don’t think you do.” Weiss muttered that, but her gaze remained fixed on Venix. “...When was the last time you showered?” She could smell him from a mile away. She put her hand down, though her face quickly took on a look of concern.

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xanican-exile‌:

Aren’t you just fun to be around?

“Look, if you’re just gonna try and be sassy and annoying, you may as well leave, I don’t wanna hear it from some spoiled rich girl.” At least, he assumed she was rich. Her clothes looked well made and expensive.

“Cute. I haven’t had access to my family’s money since miss Ragyo Kiryuin decided to buy us out. As for being spoiled...” She let her hand move to her eye, moving her hair aside. “Would a spoiled girl be subject to this from her own father, I wonder?”

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@xanican-exile continued from here.

“I was being sarcastic, dear. You’re not dumb, keep up.”

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coldcessor‌:

“ Perhaps you are correct, you already look far more unique then most the rabble I come across.”

Her hands upon his a surprise to be certain. What boldness this woman had, was it born of confidence or perhaps fear? Either way, she had piqued the emperor’s interest.  Such a lovely face she had, one void of a single blemish from battle or time save for a single scar adorning her eye. Perhaps this would change in the near future?

“ No, I won’t be laying a hand on you today, not unless you aspire to give me a reason. You’ve come before me in good faith and I see no reason in betraying your trust.”

Frieza motioned towards on of his subjects. “Bring me and Ms. Schnee a glass won’t you?” Turning back to his company, the frost demon’s grin ever present as the wine was poured before them. 

“ Now, madam Schnee. I do hope you can make good on your promise to entertain me, if not might I suggest you take your leave now before I grow irritated.”

If Weiss didn’t think it’d just annoy him, she’d have said something along the lines of ‘do have some patience.’

“I do my best, my lord,” Weiss hummed, bowing her head, before raising both it and a hand, above which floated six dust crystals. “Now then; while I am most assuredly a proponent that entertainment does not need to be purely visual...I present you, the Dust for which my company is so aptly named.”

With a smirk, Weiss snapped her fingers, and the white dust crystal turned, and fired into a nearby wall--exploding into a chilling cluster of exploding ice crystals. “That,” Weiss explains, “Was frost dust. Typically, each crystal is representative of one of the four elements, and contains that energy within itself, only being activated upon contact with the aura of sentient creatures.”

“Of course,” Weiss grinned, “We wouldn’t be the Schnee Dust Company if we stopped at crystals. The amplified version, powdered dust....” she procured a vial of burn powder, “Is just here.”

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sabeleis‌:

Weiss spotted the momentary pause and smirked at his response.

“I’d have been awfully disappointed if a mere sentence made you lose your composure, lord Frieza.” Even in saying that, Weiss bowed her head. “It does you great credit to know you’ve adopted such a philosophy.”

Weiss knew better than anyone; defeat, it…humbled you. Although, she did feel like she could have gone without the metaphor.

“ Composure? If you think I give the slightest care for your opinion of me perhaps I should silence you after all.” He chuckled, the scarlet energy at the tip of his finger glistening like wine. Perhaps a single bolt through the femur would get his point across.

The beam dissipated almost as quickly as it had formed, it was simply too soon to harm her. For all he knew she could make a worthy thrall or an interesting adversary. “ I wonder though, what is your name, madam? Are you perhaps someone of significance?”

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"Hah, Go right ahead," Weiss chuckled, "beat me and torture me all you like, but you won't find anyone more entertaining, I'm afraid." A hum as she stepped around him, stone-faced and smirking.

"Oh, you would be able to find another person to entertain you, don't get me wrong. You are lord Frieza, after all. But, ah..." She moves to lower Frieza's finger, "they wouldn't be me."

Clearing her throat and standing straight, "Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee Dust Company." She was already anticipating a hostage situation.

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sabeleis‌:

So, not only had her father gone ahead and decided to strike a deal with this woman without Weiss’ knowledge nor her consideration, not only did he agree to give up what was basically Weiss’ inheritence to someone neither of them even knew…

…But now that woman was now holding that same inheritence over Weiss’ head.

“…You know, miss Kiryuin,” Weiss’s tongue flicked, “last I checked, the dictionary and encyclopedia both refer to “negotiation” and “conquering” as two distinctly different terminologies.“ She stood, not even paying the woman attention as the heiress practically skulked towards the window. "I would ask that you not confuse them in the future.”

It took Weiss a fair few moments to recover emotionally from such news being broken to her so suddenly, but when she did, it was quiet and poised. She took one look at those fibers, however, and all she saw was another version of Dust. “I…see.” She snorted, “And you would see me come into possession of these fibers? Whynot simply refine and sell them to the general public? You’d make more money that way.” She bowed her head, squeezing her eyes shut and trying to fight back tears.

“Cute. But even a victor must be gracious in front of someone who already belongs to me. I just figure I make your situation a bit more pleasant. Try to correct me can only help you so much.” Ragyo frowned just slightly before pulling her gaze back to her while she is speaking. She doesn’t like it when people avert their gaze from her very visage. To her she considers that an insult but she is a gracious if not overly gracious towards those below her.

Although she still disliked what she said however.

“You don;t seem impressed..” The life fibers in her hand only to shaped itself into various shapes before grasping at the girls’ arm as melding it red fiber like strains as if it were made flesh but not before reverting back to its ball state. What Weiss would soon fell in that arm is a linger increase in strength and a rush of adrenaline coursing into her veins. Despite how momentary the life fiber ball had bonded with her body. Weiss would feel something more that not even Dust could ever possibly do. Especially when it comes to the very humans that wield it.

“Don’t you think we already have? Life fibers are refined into our clothing brand already. In fact more than ninety person of humans here are wearing. Whenever or not you are wearing even strand of it in your dress would indicate just how influencial we actually are. However..”

Brushing away those tears with a single hand did she continue to speak. “I intend to go even further with the dust within the SDC. The evolution of all things begins at clothing and evolves with clothing. You need to understand…how important the life fibers must succeed here. There are grand plans being made here. No many people like your family will to get receive the opportunity placed upon them as you are now.”

“Do you understand?”

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"Oh, don't I seem impressed?" Weiss sighed, turning away from Ragyo and ignoring the strength pumping into her body. "Don't...please. I'm not...my mental state isn't at its best right now. I don't care what they do right now. If you want to talk dust, fine, but what will happen to me?"

She sighs, gritting her teeth and sighing before sitting down and shaking her head. "...At first, I thought you were just another greedy businesswoman. Like father. But you..." You're batshit insane, she wanted to say, but all that came out was, "...you're nothing like him, are you?"

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@coldcessor continued from here.

Weiss spotted the momentary pause and smirked at his response.

"I'd have been awfully disappointed if a mere sentence made you lose your composure, lord Frieza." Even in saying that, Weiss bowed her head. "It does you great credit to know you've adopted such a philosophy."

Weiss knew better than anyone; defeat, it...humbled you. Although, she did feel like she could have gone without the metaphor.

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"Such a regal visage. It truly is becoming of you."

"Oh?" Weiss came to a stop, hand gently on the butt of Myrtenaster's pommel. Her back stiffened, and she refused to let the welling, unnatural fear overtake her. "How do you figure? My physique is wanting, my face is childish, and I do not wear my father's..." She touched her scar, "lessons well."

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sabeleis‌:

Ragyo is more than amused to see her become so taken aback by the sudden proposal to acquire the SDC. Of course Ragyo has her own plans for the mystic dust but involves weaponizing it to something that not even the schnee family would be able to harness compared to REVOCS.

“Funny you should say that. Your father and I are under consideration of talking about it. But I wanted to let you know, it would rude to leave you out of the loop. Although the offer is not finalized. You are too late in trying to outright refuse me therefore I am willing to compromise your position in all of this. Not to mention, granting you power like you wouldn’t believe..”

Ragyo would bring herself over just as a single hand would grace her cheek just as the woman leans over towards her. Her vermilion hues glowed while staring onto those eyes once again. Her rainbow hue glowed just a little more.

“I do wonder….are you aware of a most wonderful substance called Life Fibers? I am curious to see if you do~”

“It is a most…wonderful gift of evolution..”

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So, not only had her father gone ahead and decided to strike a deal with this woman without Weiss' knowledge nor her consideration, not only did he agree to give up what was basically Weiss' inheritence to someone neither of them even knew...

...But now that woman was now holding that same inheritence over Weiss' head.

"...You know, miss Kiryuin," Weiss's tongue flicked, "last I checked, the dictionary and encyclopedia both refer to "negotiation" and "conquering" as two distinctly different terminologies." She stood, not even paying the woman attention as the heiress practically skulked towards the window. "I would ask that you not confuse them in the future."

It took Weiss a fair few moments to recover emotionally from such news being broken to her so suddenly, but when she did, it was quiet and poised. She took one look at those fibers, however, and all she saw was another version of Dust. "I...see." She snorted, "And you would see me come into possession of these fibers? Whynot simply refine and sell them to the general public? You'd make more money that way." She bowed her head, squeezing her eyes shut and trying to fight back tears.

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@dominitusfibre continued from here.

Weiss, albeit very uncomfortably, took a seat and tried to avert her eyes from the shining rainbow lights before her. Was it always this bright whenever this woman did anything...?

"Ah, you'll have to attribute that success to my father, I'm afraid," Weiss lied; she had become good at that, selling her father's nonexistent credentials. One of Weiss's brows did rise at the word, however. "An...arrangement? You'll...have to be more specific, I'm afraid."

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sabeleis‌:

@dominitusfibre continued from here.

Weiss, albeit very uncomfortably, took a seat and tried to avert her eyes from the shining rainbow lights before her. Was it always this bright whenever this woman did anything…?

“Ah, you’ll have to attribute that success to my father, I’m afraid,” Weiss lied; she had become good at that, selling her father’s nonexistent credentials. One of Weiss’s brows did rise at the word, however. “An…arrangement? You’ll…have to be more specific, I’m afraid.”

“Are you not capable if not more capable then him? No need to discredit yourself. My dear. You of all people seem to have a better grasp of dust than you appear. As lovely as you are.” Ragyo chuckled when she turned around and towards her. The bright lights are dimming now that her face has turned to her. She knew the girl is lying but she did so with more tac and subtly.

“An arrangement of shared ideas and technologies...more of a mutual acquisition so to say. I want Schnee Dust Company to become a part of REVOCS and in turn The schnee family would have more resources and prestige than they know what to do with it. But of course I am more than willing to....Negotiate..”

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dominitusfibre‌:

sabeleis‌:

@dominitusfibre continued from here.

Weiss, albeit very uncomfortably, took a seat and tried to avert her eyes from the shining rainbow lights before her. Was it always this bright whenever this woman did anything…?

“Ah, you’ll have to attribute that success to my father, I’m afraid,” Weiss lied; she had become good at that, selling her father’s nonexistent credentials. One of Weiss’s brows did rise at the word, however. “An…arrangement? You’ll…have to be more specific, I’m afraid.”

“Are you not capable if not more capable then him? No need to discredit yourself. My dear. You of all people seem to have a better grasp of dust than you appear. As lovely as you are.” Ragyo chuckled when she turned around and towards her. The bright lights are dimming now that her face has turned to her. She knew the girl is lying but she did so with more tac and subtly.

“An arrangement of shared ideas and technologies…more of a mutual acquisition so to say. I want Schnee Dust Company to become a part of REVOCS and in turn The schnee family would have more resources and prestige than they know what to do with it. But of course I am more than willing to….Negotiate..”

Weiss’s eyes narrowed at the remark--something about the way Ragyo stared her down made little Weiss deeply uncomfortable. And now Ragyo wanted to buy the SDC? What was going on inside this woman’s head...?

“...And if our company does not wish to be bought by you?” Ignoring the fact that her Father was the one holding all the power as far as Weiss knew...this was certainly an interesting turn of affairs. Was this woman testing her? If so, what in the gods’ names for?

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@dominitusfibre continued from here.

Weiss, albeit very uncomfortably, took a seat and tried to avert her eyes from the shining rainbow lights before her. Was it always this bright whenever this woman did anything...?

"Ah, you'll have to attribute that success to my father, I'm afraid," Weiss lied; she had become good at that, selling her father's nonexistent credentials. One of Weiss's brows did rise at the word, however. "An...arrangement? You'll...have to be more specific, I'm afraid."

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STARTER CALL I

If you’re unsure about approaching me and are a mutual of mine (or you just have no ideas for how we should interact), give this post a like and I’ll type us up a starter, just like that!

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@sabeleis

"Thoth, I understand that I'm here out of courtesy, but you of all people should-" Juniper started, her normally monotone and chilled voice hinted with worry and unease. This is one of the few times the patient goddess lost her composure. All over w formal gathering for one of his business ventures.

"Yes I do, Juniper but Lucida was preoccupied with the harvest, Gaia doesn't have the temper, and no one else is in contact." The God of Knowledge replied as the moved their way through the crowd of investors. "This will be brief. For now find an isolated place if you feel that uncomfortable. You know I wouldn't do this without reason."

"Indeed. You owe me one for this, Thoth." She replied as she parted from the other god to go find a silent corner to relax in while the other went to go talk up business with the other participants.

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That wording was something Juniper was not fond of. It sounded more like reluctant obedience. "Then it seems we are the only people here that are captive." She replied as she decided to find a place to have a seat, facing the crowds.

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expanding-infinity‌:

That wording was something Juniper was not fond of. It sounded more like reluctant obedience. “Then it seems we are the only people here that are captive.” She replied as she decided to find a place to have a seat, facing the crowds.

“So it would seem,” Weiss breathed, “...Then again, who isn’t a captive to Ragyo Kiryuin? I envy those who are capable of escaping her, truthfully.” Another sip of her drink--contrary to everyone’s thoughts, it was water with a lime peel curled around the sides of the glass.

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"I don't know her. From what you say I'll take it as a blessing." She said, weary gaze shifting to the other, then to the glass. She let out a sigh, though it was more of a deliberate breath on her part. A wave of chilled air seemed to shift through the air as Juniper chilled the heiresses glass.

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expanding-infinity‌:

“I don’t know her. From what you say I’ll take it as a blessing.” She said, weary gaze shifting to the other, then to the glass. She let out a sigh, though it was more of a deliberate breath on her part. A wave of chilled air seemed to shift through the air as Juniper chilled the heiresses glass.

“You should,” Weiss mutters, “She’s likely to buy out you, your family, and everyone you’ve ever cared about.” The girl took note of the chill in the air, but made no comment. Perhaps it was a kind of dust? The SDC was selling more product than ever, after all...

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strykingback‌:

“You got it, I’ll keep that as a reminder. From your favorite idiot that at least tries to make you laugh: Well Me of course. J-Just.. be safe ok.” He said with a bit of hesitation in his voice just seeing that sad look on her face it was just.. so sad to see her like this. 

“Y-Yeah… o-once again, sorry about what I did earlier…” He said taking a sip of his milkshake looking at her. 

“Don’t worry,” Weiss breathed, “About the incident, I mean. I explained what happened, and the others seemed to brush it off as a fool bumping into me, nothing more.” A mischievous smirk came to her face. “...I can’t say I disagree with that assessment~”

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teamlarl‌:

What did she tell the woman? That would make her scamper off so urgently. A warning, perhaps? There was little point in her running away. His hand was already played, but alas, this was Atlas. Her child trafficking ring meant nothing in this den of high class debauchery. So long as she never made the mistake of journeying to Mistral. Not that his home turf was any better, much to his chagrin, but at least he had a semblance of control there.

But that was really besides the point. The woman was meant as an example, one that his companion seemed so eager to brush aside. Why was that? Sympathy for the devil, perhaps? Technically speaking, Weiss was part of this corrupt cabal. But Renatus was not so eager to play the sins of the father card. He himself had a lot to answer for in that regard. It would be awfully hypocritical of him to assume.

“When one desires to better the world and do right by the people we are sworn to serve, one must be willing to do anything to achieve this. Will the people thank you for sticking to your code while you fail them? Of course not. History teaches us many things, Miss Schnee. It teaches us that it is made by those with the resolve to make a difference.”

Renatus stood from his seat and bowed his head politely. “But I shall take my leave, as requested. Thank you for the conversation. I found it… stimulating, as is your company. I apologize if that feeling is not mutual.” He shot her a polite smile before turning to walk away. “If you’re ever in Mistral, by all means, feel free to continue this debate.”

“The line of someone who’s too cowardly to let his enemies have a choice,” Weiss countered, bowing her head as he stood to leave. She had to admit, she found it odd that he would say such a thing after their encounter. Perhaps she had misjudged him?

“...Hm. We shall just have to see, mister Renatus. Good evening to you.”

...Yes, perhaps.