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Raven’s Song [Closed RP with nightmare-fantasia]

The Fall of Beacon had hit just about everyone hard, it seemed.

Chrom sat down in that small little tavern, in that small port town with a good chunk of Lien in his pocket...but going to Atlas to find his teammates was of high priority, and while there was plenty of food in the galley of the ship he’d be riding in, the price of admission to get on was a bit much.

...The solution, it seemed, was a bit closer in reach than he thought.

The town’s mayor wanted Huntsmen and Huntresses to gather in that tavern specifically to organize a defense...and while he spoke on about the importance of defending the port town (something most everyone knew; after the fall of Vale, it was the next biggest city, the next method of escape from Grimm infested lands...), Chrom’s eyes wandered the tables.

Getting organized meant finding a partner to take half the night shift.

Now...who to go for.

#Raven's Song #nightmare-fantasia #Chrom Sharp #I'm so sorry for the wait.

Interrogation [Closed RP with xgorgaux]

Continued from here.

The gent was quick to remove his suit jacket, neatly hanging it up before turning to face...wait. Daughter?

Oh, Dust this is Lady Euryale’s mom.

His expression remained calm as he gave a respectful bow; Mistrali mannerisms hadn’t quite left him yet, even after the years had gone by. “My apologies; I don’t believe I’ve introduced myself...my name is Chrom Sharp.” He raises from the bow, making sure not to look the woman in the eyes; bad manners, right?

“I was here yesterday for your daughter, and I wanted to speak to you in private regarding something important...” He could feel his heart skip a few beats as he slipped his hands in his pants pockets...he was what, 24 and he felt like a freshman at Beacon again! It was an important topic, perhaps, but he could feel cold sweat run down his hands, and his mouth was getting dry...

He just had to last a few words. It would be fine.

#Interrogation #xgorgaux #Chrom Sharp

Bonds (Closed RP with ms-belladone)

The studious Huntsman could often be found roaming the library, plucking out books to rent, doing research, or just reading (or napping depending on the hour) on a beanbag chair...but today, he was doing none of those things.

At least, he was currently doing none of those things. Was just minding his own business until he saw a certain girl holding a rather elusive book. He’d peeked at her even after he was done with his research paper (eight pages, by Dust), looking at the book...

She was flipping through those rather long pages awfully fast...a fellow book enthusiast, no doubt. And for such a good novel, too! His curiosity overwrote his manners, and he shrunk his Scroll down and slid it into his pocket, walking up to the black bowed girl.

“Pardon me, is that A Bond of Fire and Ice?” There was energy to his voice, subdued as it was, as he sat down beside her.

#Bonds #ms-belladone #Chrom Sharp

A Tune for Two (Closed RP with like-a-hummingbird)

Sounds like it could use more.

Chrom sat in the dining hall, eyes shut as he listened to the girl near him hum the same tune...it was something strange, alright. She’d been humming it now and again as he was eating, and it wasn’t quite grating as it was...hollow. It felt empty without anything underneath the melody, like walking on a tightrope or climbing a mountain without a harness.

Let’s see if I can do anything about that.

Whipping out his Scroll, he began to compose underneath the humming...and while it took a while (she was just about to leave by the time he was done), the musician turned around, giving her a gentle poke on the shoulder.

“Pardon me? I...” He flipped his Scroll, feeling a nervousness build in his chest like an arpeggiated chord. “I heard you humming. I know this is going to sound weird, but it wasn’t leaving my head, so...” Opening up his scroll, he offered his earbuds to the lady before him.

“If it’s not too bizarre, I wrote something underneath it.”

#A Tune for Two #like-a-hummingbird #Chrom Sharp

Desperation [Closed RP with amiitola]

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Russet eyes seemed to glow vibrant red as his grip on the faunus tightened, glaring directly into her eyes...such a light in her eyes, such fire.

...How would that look snuffed out?

“White Fang...” A gutteral growl came from Chrom’s throat as he pinned himself against the faunus, right hand moving to draw his gauntlet sword from it’s sheath.

“You killed my friend...! You took my home, hurt so many innocent people!” His entire body shook as his eyes shut. “Tell me you have an answer...!” Tears fell as he gripped onto the weapon tighter, the blade scraping against the wall behind his adversary...

#Chrom Sharp #amiitola

Purrsonal Displays of Affection [Closed RP with littlesuncat]

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“Lady Blake!” Chrom’s heart skipped a beat as the faunus bolted up to him, a giddy smile on his face. “Just the person I was looking for. I’d like—”

Well, whatever Chrom would have liked to say was immediately cut off, as she’d flung her arms around him and pressed her lips against his, Chrom losing his balance and falling to the hard concrete beneath them. Dazed and confused, he slowly got to his feet, his cheeks burning a deep red shade as he averted his gaze from his feline-esque friend.

“I-I...well...that was...”

Words, Chrom! You have them! Use them!

“What was that for...?” There was only confusion in that deep voice of his (though that deep voice wasn’t so deep anymore; it shot up a few octaves and squeaked a bit thanks to a sore throat).

#Purrsonal Displays of Affection #littlesuncat #Chrom Sharp

Peripeteia [Closed RP with littlesuncat]

“You shouldn’t do this...you know that.” Her voice seemed so distant, but she was standing right next to him...the only thing clear in a haze of red.

“And why shouldn’t I?” The mask on the faunus’ face seemed to encompass her entire face: the damn masks were fitting. They wanted to be equal. They became equal to the Grimm they embodied.

“I know how you feel.”

Chrom’s focus shifted immediately toward his feline friend, eyes wide.

“I’ve been in your position before...and I know that you have it in you to do the right thing. You shouldn’t—”

Everything else was fuzzy. He couldn’t hear anything but his own thoughts, roaring at him.

I trusted you...! You...you were with them?! For how long?! You were in her position, holding robberies at gunpoint?! I poured my heart out to you, swore that I would make this world better with your help, and you just...

“—om? Chrom!”

Her touch brought him back to his senses, just for a little bit: the tea shop had been cleared out. No robbery had taken place, he could deduce that much: in fact, the Faunus seemed to have left the mask on the table.

...But his relief gave way to the anger he harbored inside, and in what seemed like an instant, Chrom slammed his hands against Blake’s shoulders, gripping them tightly as he stared right into her eyes.

“Why did you side with them?!” His low voice shot up a few octaves, his entire body shaking along with his voice, tears falling down his face. “How long...how long were you with them...?!” His breathing was ragged as he pressed his body against hers: no escape. Answers. Now.

#Chrom Sharp #Peripetia #littlesuncat

Reunion (Closed RP from Starter Call for jaune-refaire-arc)

It’s about damn time.

There was quite a bit of hassle getting into Atlas: questions, so many questions, asked about what they were doing and how long they were planning to stay.

If Undina were there, maybe she could have mentioned the Fall a little more clearly, as opposed to the tired, broken ramblings of the duo. If Tittania were there, she probably would have foregone security and made a scene!

...Well, at least her intentions would be good.

It was only by luck they’d managed to get by; that and mentioning that they were Beacon survivors looking for other Beacon survivors didn’t hurt. In any case, they were finally there: while the Scrolls weren’t functioning, it wasn’t too difficult to find Tittania Lumen just by asking around.

What Chrom wouldn’t have expected was on an airship.

An airship of colossal magnitude, embellished with streaks of gold and white, it was as if it were a ship to the sun itself. It was dwarfed only by the size of the gigantic estate next to it, stretching for at least half a mile...all this on a mountain. “Her family...they’re certainly subtle, aren’t they?” Chrom glanced over to Jaune, a small chuckle on his lips; the poor man had been distraught for nearly the entire trip...and the lack of information on Undina’s whereabouts didn’t help, either.

#jaune-refaire-arc #Chrom Sharp