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♡ starter for: @soaringstill ( riku ).
❝ how much longer are we gonna do this whole coming and going thing? ❞ she’s tired. not of him, but, well... she’s tired, simply put. it doesn’t stop her from leaning into riku, arms winding around his middle. ❝ i just... i miss you, you know? we don’t have to stop and stay put for forever, but maybe more than a day or two here and there? ❞
Returning to Storybrooke has also been like slipping into a different skin, in its own way. There's a loss to it this time, the pull of the wolf calling her back to where she had a chance of finding family beneath the moon's pale light.
Right now, though... the need for distance from all the reminders of Peter buried back in the Enchanted Forest easily eclipses the need for pack. Mulan returning with her had made it so much easier, too, the warrior's presence a steady comfort even in a world she still doesn't fully understand.
No one can fully understand what had happened to her this time, though. Not Mulan, not Granny, not even Snow. To see Peter, only to lose him all over again... There were scars his peace had healed over, some of which she hadn't even realized were still there, but so many others that had been ripped right back open.
There is one person, however, that had been there. That does this sort of thing all the time. Summoning them hadn't been hard: two candles lit, a line or two of Latin that Belle had helped make sure she got right, and then -
"Hi, Warren. Thanks for coming," Ruby says once they appear, her smile genuine before it quickly begins to falter. "I don't mean to bother you, but I... everything with Peter, it's all just been... a lot, to process. I guess you saw that coming, though," she adds with a self-deprecating laugh. Warren had been the one to give her their card first, after all. "Would it be okay to just... talk, a little?" // @auras3ye + plotted starter!
"I'm not here to impale you, Regina," Ruby sighs, crossing her arms over her chest. Of them all, that was never her place. She may have never stooped anywhere close to the former Evil Queen's level, but her hands were still far from clean enough of innocent blood to play the role of righteous leader. "No pitchforks, no mob. Just me. But can you really blame people for being wary?" Twenty-eight years of deception - nevermind all the years of her reign of terror in the Enchanted Forest before it - was a long time to come back from.
Wolf. Ruby's nails bite into her own skin at the name, but she doesn't take the bait. Instead, she watches as Regina rises, keen eyes tracking her around the length of her desk. "Whoever's doing all of this, then - they've been targeting creatures. First it was just me. We thought maybe it could be someone who still bought King George's frame job, and I can handle myself just fine, but..." Maybe she alone would have deserved it, too, but that's a thought best kept to herself given her current company. "The rest of them, they're all innocent. None of them deserve this." / @starclvster + cont.
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♡ starter for: @godscends ( weiss ).
❝ i wish i knew where the heck we were... ❞ her stomach rumbles, and she flops down on the ground, desperate to ignore it. but, better the growling of her stomach than unfamiliar beasts ( especially when she doesn’t know where crescent rose is ). she lifts her head up, but is unable to muster her usual optimistic smile. ❝ but the important thing is that we’re together, right? ❞
@loerchik sent from qrow, for ruby:
i don’t think you have a choice, kiddo.
❝ no! why does everyone else think that they get to decide whether i have a choice or not? ❞ arms cross and she fixes stubborn gaze on qrow. there’s a part of her that wants to stamp her foot and just storm off; childish, yes, but also so tired of the adults in her life dictating what choice means for her. she resists and stands her ground, refusing to turn her gaze away from qrow’s face. ❝ haven’t enough choices been made for me? when was the last time i was allowed to make a decision for myself that didn’t involve someone else’s input? ❞ now, she does stamp her foot. just a little. just enough to stir up dust beneath her boot. ❝ you don’t have to like the choices i make, but you have to respect them.. i think you owe me that much after every choice you and dad made for me. ❞
♡ starter for: @loerchik ( qrow ).
❝ ya know, i still don’t think it’s fair that your weapon gets to be cooler than mine. iiiisn’t part of training the ‘ younger generation ’ letting them one - up you in terms of coolness? awesome - weapon...ness? i’m gonna beat your butt-ness? ❞
