no one else is gonna be as batshit about 27 as i am so fuck it im gonna ramble. spoilers below, including spoilers about things that are not as yet explicit to the narrative/from a different POV–
nora is nothing but consistent. can you imagine. weiss, training with her team. they're out on a dinky overgrown field way back behind the dorms, flirting with the cliffsedge and drop into the emerald forest. they hear the aurox roaring in the distance. they pause, look out over the forest. resume training when they don't hear anything more. then they go for another couple of minutes. they hear more and more roaring and in the distance, a tree falls. and if weiss tilts her head juuuuuust right... is that screaming?
weiss tries to get them to stop and investigate. yang is of the opinion that as long as it stays down there, they can go get it later. ruby agrees, she's down to kill anything. blake protests lightly, if only because thats an unnecessary fight before the school week begins. weiss watches trees shaking and birds taking flight as the grimm gets closer and closer.
she motions for them to shut up, grabs ruby by the cape before she can get too far away. wait, she demands. she drags ruby over to the cliffs edge, looking down and sweeping the terrain for something out of the ordinary –
when a strange grimm bursts out of the treeline with none other than nora fucking valkyrie riding it like a rodeo bull. ruby is immediately enraptured and impressed by the sight. and it seems like nora has it under control until she clearly doesn't. even before she sees pyrrha and ren, weiss drops off the cliff with a breathless, 'we need to help'
she's skating she's sliding she's falling with style down the cliff with the help of her glyphs. she uses a quarter of myrtenaster's black dust stopping the grimm in its tracks, straining but holding it there before it can do the unthinkable to nora. there are many many many things she wants to do to it, none of which are pleasant or utterable in polite company. she has no time for that.
'must you always be SO impulsive?!' weiss yells at this stupid reckless IDIOT as she swoops in and spirits her out of harms way. she drags her out of the grimms reach and skids to a stop before she smells it, even through her mask. it's all over her face. she drops nora immediately and tries so hard to walk away. she can't. nora is bleeding. nora is bleeding and all she can think about is the way her blood tastes, how she might lick the blood off nora's lips, savor the taste of it, just a little bit more–
she can't make herself walk far enough away from her to stop smelling the blood, but she forces herself to focus on the battle. and then nora, ridiculous, not-an-ounce-of-self-preservation-in-her-whole-brain nora, gets up behind her and suddenly weiss is reacting, pinning her in place with a glyph.
she does that to keep nora away from her, safe from her. not to make it easier to press her to the forest floor and pull her jacket down to her shoulders. certainly not to make it easier to sink her fangs into her soft, freckled skin–
weiss flicks myrtenaster and catches yang when the grimm throws her. she ignores her fangs slipping past her lips involuntarily. she focuses on wondering what kind of grimm this is, but–
"nora. your nose is bleeding."
there's a hoarseness in her throat as she emphasizes the last word, casting a look over her shoulder. it's a mistake. nora's been bleeding all over herself for too long and somehow still hasn't noticed. she touches her fingers to her lips, and weiss immediately wants to lick them clean, and it isn't fair that she can't, she absolutely CANNOT DO THAT, that is absurd and obscene and it doesn't mean anything that she's almost drooling because it's a NOSE bleed and that's disgusting–
she throws a hankerchief at nora's face and turns away again. prays that the blood will lose its appeal when it's not on her, prays that nora has enough sense to stop the bleeding so weiss doesn't have to do it for her–
suddenly it's over. weiss has no more reason to hold nora where she is. she has to let her go. she has to. she has to let her go she cannot–
weiss thanks the gods that nora doesn't do something else stupid like hand the hankerchief back to her. it disappears into her pocket. there's still little streaks of blood on her face where she missed and it would take just a second to clean that up and–
weiss steps back. she turns. she scowls and she threatens and she runs away. she runs runs runs runs away. what else is she supposed to do? this just proves it; she shouldn't be around nora. if she could just get around this without her, without a ferocious hunger for nora roaring back to life at the sight of any little papercut on her finger.
weiss is in control. she is in complete control of herself. it's nothing more than another feeling to be packed away, hidden deep in a closet, and forgotten.
if only she could forget the taste of nora's blood on her lips as easily, that would be perfect.
even if she might miss it anyway.
okay yeah this turned into my insane rambling about weiss' mindset in that last scene. i am so fucking pleased with this chapter. nora bitched about not seeing weiss until i made their paths cross and honestly that was the Best Decision i could have ever made ever and im just *shaking pillow with my teeth and growling* oh my gods i am akdbskshdjkshdjskjdhd
how the FUCK am i gonna survive until they kiss!!!!!!!!
