Little Miss Schneeit Lord

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“I mean….as far as I know? You’d be surprised. With the right movement, you can get the drop on more than just Grimm.” Silas continues to watch over, taking note of not only where they are, but also the possibility of other Grimm that may be watching them.

It’s also a matter of Silas is, more or less, responsible for Weiss’s well-being. If anything happens to her, he wouldn’t be able to leave Atlas, warm or cold. 

“If you wanna take a crack at it, princess, go for it.”

“Humans, sure.” Perhaps there was something to be said about the shortness of that response. Best not to overthink though.

“I’m pretty sure if there were Grimm here, things wouldn’t be so calm.” As things were right now, her main priority was getting back to her team.

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To him, it made pretty concrete sense. 

“I mean bullets are just really, really fast bits of metal. I’m sure you can hurl that thing fast enough where the Grimm would drop without noticing.” His shoulders come up into a shrug. “But there’s a thing called a surprise attack though.”

“Except bullets are actually designed for aerodynamics. A stone... isn’t.” Rough hewn and ultimately random. She’s probably put a little too much thought into all this.

“Are there many chances to get the drop on a Grimm before though?” Given that the huntsman and huntresses were more of a response team than an action one on many different accounts when it came to Grimm.

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@fumusdamnatorum

“Do you suppose if I flung this stone with enough velocity I could shatter a grimm’s skull without it noticing?”

If an actual grimm was here, she probably would have tried it already.

[naughtyandnicerpmemes]

Reblog if I'm allowed to send you in character asks even if we have never talked before.

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winter’s VA is literally like “lol idk, she’s a fucking poser who dyes her eyebrows i guess??” asdfkjkjalk

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[buldrokkastee]

“Yes, the bonds of family will be with you for the rest of your life. Whether you want them or not.” He knew something of having a powerful name. His might not be spoken so reverently as Schnee, but it was whispered all the same by those who knew it. 

He had carved his legend into it with his own hands though, which made for an admittedly different life than being born into power. 

“Whatever you choose to do, know that you have my support.” He smiled back at her, and if his was fake as hers was, it was impossible to tell. “It would be a shame to lose such a promising young woman.”

Her explanation brought a quiet chuckle to the headmaster’s face, and he shook his head. When he spoke, his voie was tinged with his amusement. “I can imagine they might be more reserved if you told them what it was made of.”

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It was reassuring to hear those words. She had a feeling that there would one day be a time when she would have to fall back to the support of those around her. No matter how much her pride might reject the idea, it was simply a fact she must learn to accept.

“Well, either that or Yang will start making ridiculous jokes about it.” For all that though, the sisters would mean well. It probably wouldn’t even be all even an afterthought to them. Well other than perhaps Yang being more than a little bit more protective about the whole hallow bones, even if it wasn’t necessary.

It was simply... There was a certain pride that she had. That carried not just from family, but herself. She had given her word after all. Estranged to the other party or not at the moment.

“I suppose... Eventually they will find out. Or I will be able to tell them. They’re all... nice people. Which I suppose makes it worse in a way.”

[buldrokkastee]

“I can’t tell you what you should do in regards to your family, that is something you’ll have to decide on your own.” He could offer advice on many things, but family situations were all so different that it would be impossible to to advise on without without an enormous amount of context and trust. And Ozpin just did not have the time to sit his students down for that much information.

The headmaster kept his posture relaxed and inviting, the girl seemed nervous enough without him looming for the entire conversation. At her words his gaze dropped once more to the pillow in question, and he had already made the connections that needed to be made. 

“So then that’s…?” He gestured vaguely at the item in question, a curious glint in his eyes. “I suppose that’s as good a way as any to hide the evidence. It certainly explains why your team would fight over the thing.”

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Family, now there was the crux of the matter. She was born into the Schnee name, and never let it be said that she held it in disdain. Perhaps, it was the opposite of such. She was a Schnee. It was merely a name. Merely a word even. Yet it was the name. Pride, love and honor that wrapped up within just the sound of it.

Perhaps that was what made everything so very much more painful.

“I suppose in that regards, I have already made a decision. It’s simply a little... difficult to carry through. He is my father, no matter what our disagreements might be.” The smile wasn’t forced, but it certainly wasn’t happy. At least... not completely.

She did laugh, a little, as she held up the pillow by a margin. “However much it started as a school standard, it certainly isn’t now. Ruby keeps asking me to get some for her and Yang...” Her eyes narrowed, just by the slightest, “Well it would be nice if she would ask first.”

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[buldrokkastee]

“Well I can hardly fault you for planning ahead.” He nodded, his curiosity sated for the moment. His gaze moved instead to Weiss herself now, giving her a cursory inspection where she sat across from him.

She seemed nervous, not that anyone less perceptive than him would have noticed. That was understandable though, this situation was far from the norm, and even further from what anyone would assume of a Schnee. He smiled gently, trying his best to comfort her.

“Your father has not yet deigned to call me personally no, but I have received more than a few inquiring messages.” That there had been any at all would come as a surprise to many of those who disapproved of the Schnee CEO. Still, Ozpin was a discreet enough man to get through any communication without suspicion.

“Have  there been any… complications?” He cast a knowing glance at her, eyes resting on the curve of her shoulder.

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“Well, certainly it would help to prevent future discomfort.” That slightly quirk of her lips, an almost smile that tugged there. It wasn’t really funny after all, but there was a certain humor in the entire situation.

She laced her fingers together, stopping their shaking. The soft surface of cloth beneath them as she allows that smile to show. “I haven’t exactly been answering his calls myself. I’m not quite sure I’m quite prepared for the questions he has about my choices.” Well, an interrogation was more accurate. Still, this was her father. Family was still family, in the end.

The slightest sigh that slipped from her as she shook her head. “There are no new complications that have cropped up. At least, nothing that can’t be covered up with a jacket and some concealing.” She tapped lightly upon the pillow, a soft laugh accompanying her next words. “Well basically why I can’t leave this thing in the room right now.”

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He paused, taking in that sentence for a long moment. Then his shoulders sagged in relief, and he gestured to the chair that had been placed in front of his desk. 

“That’s certainly relieving.” Ozpin leaned forward, clasping his hands in front of his face as he glanced over his student. She seemed well enough, but then again she was quite the expert at hiding her hurts from others. “Please, have a seat.”

How many of these little meetings had they had thus far? Quite a few if his memory served him correctly. But if anyone needed it, it was Weiss Schnee.

“Should I ask about the pillow?” He raised an eyebrow alongside the sentence, glancing at the object in question.

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Fingers brushing along the line of the back of the chair, a slight trembling to them as she took in a slow deep breath.

Let it not be said that Weiss was not graceful. Sweeping about to seat herself on the chair in one smooth motion. Her hands folded neatly over the pillow now placed upon her lap. The very pillow now being inquired about.

The smile that tugged upon her lips. That hint of amusement as she patted the white cloth, not much paler than her own skin. Her tone collected regardless as she answered. "I was not sure just what to expect tonight. So I bought it along, just in case."

There was a potent pause here. Not awkward, but certain tinged with a sort of discomfort before she continued on. "I don't suppose my father has spoken to you about any of this? I can't imagine he would be very pleased."

Well, of course he wouldn't have approved.

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Codename

>> Send me “Codename” and my muse will tell you if you’re:

“Been there done that.”A pause.“Well maybe ‘Currently Doing That’.”

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The sound of knocking brought the headmaster’s gaze up from his work, dozen’s of holographic projections winking out of existence in the blink of an eye. It seemed it was time for his next appointment.

The door slid open by itself, showing him none other than Weiss Schnee standing outside his office. And… was that a pillow she was carrying? Curiouser and curiouser.

“Come in, Ms. Schnee.” He gestured with one hand, leaning back in his seat with a kind smile. “How have you been?”

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The quiet sliding of the door sounded far too loud within her ears, but a Schnee didn’t flinch. A Schnee didn’t show weakness. Not in front of others. Not a proper Schnee.

Her head held high as she stepped in, threading lightly, far too lightly, over to the desk. Her land placed feather light against the back of the chair opposing Opzin’s own as she took a breath.

The door behind slide close as she spoke. A reply of surface things the way she always did when asked such a question.

“I’m doing well. I’ve kept up my grades.” Ozpin would already know that. “I’m on top of my work.” He would know that too. A pause here, her grip on her pillow tightening before she continued.

“Nobody has found out yet, and I believe they don’t suspect anything.”

[the-hoodless-oriole]

Send me “Codename” and my muse will tell you if you’re:

Been there done that, Currently Doing That, It Happened Once In A Dream, If I Had To Pick A Dude, or Eagle #2

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@professor-ozpin

It had been laughably simple to slip away from the rest of the team. If she had been the sort to find amusement in such situations.

None of it had been a lie in the strictest sense of the word. She really had gone to speak to a professor. It just so happened that said professor was the headmaster. Not quite about school work, but it certainly still was academically related.

It just wasn’t the complete truth. That was all.

A pillow tucked beneath an arm, she raised her hand to knock upon the surface of the door.

[buldrokkastee]

"Professor. I don't have to return you your pants now do I? Winter insists I should. However, I'm sure we can come to an agreement we all find amicable."

“I do probably need them back at some point yes. Though I suppose I’m willing to hear out your offer, if only because you were the only one to ask nicely.”

[snowfeld]

“Well, I did promise you coffee did I not? I’m sure you can find another pair of pants somewhere. I simply wanted these to add to my collection. Speaking of, pay no attention to the pantsless masses outside the window.”